Mysore Mallige

Barnes’s pillow, that usually only moved when Madeleine made the bed, was on the left side of the bed. It looked like it had been slept on.She took the suit and shoes back to the mister’s dressing room and put them where they belonged. She emptied the money out of his front right-hand pocket and put it in the drawer where she kept the petty cash. Her curiosity got the better of her, and she went to the Missus’s dressing room.The dressing room looked undisturbed. The bathroom had been used, and new towels were there. A bar of soap was on the soap dish beside the sink. She took the extra roll of toilet paper and the towels. She went back to the bedroom. Leaving the toilet paper on the chair where the clothes had been, she took the underwear and towels back to the supply room. This was too large for its purpose but lavishly furnished. She dumped the towels and dirty clothes in the white and colored to-be-washed bins.She got a set of towels and a bar of soap from the appropriate. ‘I was thinking about the last song you did!’ As soon as the words had been spent in the smoky air, Daisy clamped her mouth shut. It did no good — Billy had heard them. She felt him go still. ‘What are you doing?’ she asked in a panic. ‘We can’t just stop dancing in the middle of the dance floor!’ ‘Hey Daisy, don’t you worry ’bout your mama, Like 007 we can keep it covert!’ he sang softly for her ears only, all the while moving her off the floor. ‘Baby whatcha say we go pickin’ wildflowers? Got a spot way back in the woods.’ They were off the floor. He stopped and looked into her eyes, for all the world as though they were the only two people in the room, and this wasn’t a bar, but the fields just on the outskirts of town where the wildflowers grew in abundance. ‘Hey baby, won’t you come with me?’ He sang the invitation, gazing deeply into her eyes, waiting for her answer. Daisy was speechless. All the feistiness of the morning had disappeared. In its place was all the teenage.
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