The rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafting up the staircase brought me down the steps in record time. I smiled with delight. I was already reaping the benefits of having Nora as a housemate. I would have never thought to program the automatic coffeemaker so that the coffee was ready and waiting upon arising.
I’d just taken my first sip when the doorbell rang.
It was eight o’clock on a Sunday morning. Who could possibly be visiting at such an hour?
“Is that the doorbell?” Nora asked from the top of the stairs.
“I’ll get it,” I bellowed as I adjusted the tie around the waist of my thick terry robe to make sure that I was properly covered.
“I’ll come down in a sec,” she assured me.
“It’s probably a neighbor needing to borrow something,” I said.
“We have neighbors?” she said in a sarcastic tone as she headed back into her
The room was so dark that I couldn’t see my hand as I held it only inches from my face. I felt confined and stifled to the point that I found it difficult to breathe. I threw my covers off to free my naked body from their confines. It not only released me from the constricting covers, but it staved off the claustrophobia that was threatening to take charge.I enjoyed sleeping naked. The feel of the sheets against my bare skin was only surpassed by the refreshing night air caressing my flesh.The moment was made perfect when his strong hands began needing my firm and generous breasts while teasing my nipples. I sucked in air in appreciation of the sensation. My back arched in response to his taking my nipple into his mouth and suckling so hard that it almost hurt. I found the sensation overwhelmingly arousing. I discarded modesty as I searched the darkness for his hand and moved it b
Neither of us wanted to crawl out of bed the following morning and go into the office. Not only had we been deprived of adequate rest the night before, but the house wasn’t in as convenient a location as our apartments were and we needed to allow an extra twenty minutes of travel time.“Are you sorry that we moved in yet?” I asked as I started the car and put it in drive.“Not yet,” Nora said as she handed me my travel cup that was filled with steaming hot coffee and a warm, toasted bagel with cream cheese that was wrapped in a paper towel. “If we have any more things like yesterday occur, I might be.”I heaved a sigh. “I don’t feel like going into work today. Rumor has it that I’ll be starting a new case that will require a good deal of observation.”“That means hours of sitting with a camera,” she offered.I took a bite of my bagel and nodded. &l
We spent the next few days resting and recovering from the chain of dramatic events that led up to the life altering decision of our quitting our jobs. Fortunately, there were no more incidents such as transparent men wandering about or unknown sex partners in the middle of the night.Admittedly, we were nervous and expectant for one or the other to occur on the first and second night. Therefore, we spent the third day and night sleeping to compensate for three nights of insufficient rest.It was decided that we would take at least a month off to regroup before forming the new business and setting up shop somewhere. It was our fourth day of unemployment when Nora decided that she’d had enough rest and relaxation. It was time to resume searching for that magic box. Her sheer determination to find it put wind in my sails.Although we felt rested and rejuvenated from our few days of doing absolutely nothing, we hadn’t recov
That night, sleep evaded me. It wasn’t due to an unknown visitor awakening me or anything like that. It was due to loneliness. I missed Lance so much that my heart hurt inside of my chest. I’d only recently had a complete physical, including a cardiogram, so I knew that it wasn’t a heart attack. It was longing and loneliness, plain and simple.As I struggled to breathe and calm myself down, I let the tears flow as I whispered into the darkness. “Oh, Lance, how did we get like this? I love you, but sometimes I wish that you never found me. I wasn’t lonely before I fell in love with you. I was content with my life and the people in it. Now, everything is a mess and I’m in genuine physical pain for want of you.”A bright glow that reminded me of the one that Agatha had appeared in when I was back in time began to form in the same spot. It was then that I
“How many trunks are there?” I asked with dismay as I closed the lid to the oversized one containing clothes belonging to a man that I’d just finished going through.We’d already searched through five generously sized trunks and there were still a good deal more to go.“There are at least a dozen or more. Did every generation store their clothing like it was some sort of prized commodity? You could put whole bodies into these things with room to spare. Maybe more than one at a time. Whatever happened to giving away to the poor?” Nora puffed as she placed her hands against the small of her back and bent backward to stretch it out. I could hear a faint popping sound as she did it. “By chance, did the woman in your dream give you any indication of what room the trunk was in?”I pursed my lips with disgust. “None whatsoever.”My friend held her hands in front of her and twisted them
I decided that the first point of action was to find out who had been the caretaker of the house prior to my ownership. It was in far too perfect a condition not to have been tended to. Besides, someone had to notice the loose floorboards and arrange to have them repaired.I determined that the best person to provide such information to me would be the lawyer who Lance used to arrange for the estate transfer from him to me. I’d placed the papers in the top drawer of a large mahogany desk in the study, so I hurried to get them. To my surprise and dismay, they weren’t where I’d left them.“Of course not,” I complained aloud to an empty room. “That would make things far too easy.”I sat in the oversized leather office chair while I thought on whether I’d moved them and forgotten. I’d admired the chair when I first toured the house. It was in such fine condition that I th
I’d called the alarm company almost as soon as I’d realized that we’d had an intruder. Other than sincere apologies and a suggestion that we change the code to the alarm system in our house, I got nothing of value from them. It didn’t surprise me. It’s far less intimidating and easy to be uncooperative over the telephone than in person. The only reason that I even bothered to call in the first place was to use it as a means of venting some nervous energy while I waited for my business credentials to be available to me. Besides, you never know, I could have gotten lucky with whoever answered the phone.Nora went to a same day printer and had a small batch of business cards made up right away. Since I was only working on the one case and it was my own personal case, she felt secure in sending me off with only a few cards in my wallet until the ones that she’d ordered over the interne
The sounds of the monitors next to my bed were the first things that registered when I finally came alive again. I opened my eyes. The light was dim, but it still hurt if I didn’t squint. I could see that I was in a hospital room. Little by little I began to remember that I’d suffered a terrible blow on the head and that there was blood as a result.“Do I have a concussion?” I said with a mouth that felt like I’d eaten a cup of sand.Nora rushed to my bedside. “You’re awake. Good.”“Do I have a concussion?” I asked again.“Of course you have a concussion. Whoever hit you over the head struck you so hard that they literally cracked your skull,” she said in a worried and reprimanding tone. “What the devil were you doing in that sketchy part of the city? And, in a deserted building, no less. Who knows what kind of sordid c