Night Rhythms

    After taking a shower, dressing in her silk nightgown and fixing a cup of hot chocolate, she curled up on her bed looking at the slip of paper with a phone number on it, debating weather or not to call him or not. Val was a nice man, but much too straight forward and head strong for her taste. He would be fine for a friend, but he seemed to want more than that. She sighed and set the paper on the nightstand next to the phone. She would call him tomorrow.

    She picked up her TV remote and flipped through the channels as she sipped at her drink, not really watching the flashing screen. Her mind kept drifting over everything that happened that night and her eyes kept leaving the screen to look at the packed bags sitting in the corner of her room. Tomorrow she would start her adventure. This first night had been completely unpredictable which only added onto the excitement.

    She had first introduced to an aging man with gray hair in a suit and his son, who both shook her hand. They were polite, but she had noticed a glint in their eyes that hinted that they had a mischiefieous side. Men mostly employed the company, but there were also a few women who worked there, and she was surprised to learn that some even wrestled! She had the chance to meet one of them when she had come into the makeshift doctor’s office. Her name was Ivory and although she had a cut that ran down her temple, she had been extremely talkative. She was a bit hyperactive for Alicia’s taste, but she was nice all the same.

    Turning the TV off, she finished the last of her drink and raised herself up from the bed and wandered down the dark hallway to the equally dark kitchen and had just put the dirty cup in the dishwasher before she heard a loud crash outside the kitchen window.

    Grabbing a flashlight from a kitchen cabinet, she pointed the bright beam outside to see that some of her potted plants that had been sitting out on her deck had been knocked over, causing a mess. Guessing that it had been caused by some neighborhood cats, she turned the flashlight off and put it back in the cabinet. She didn’t worry about the mess outside. She didn’t have time to clean it up tonight and she had to go to bed.

    "Big day tomorrow!" she said aloud in excitement.

    She returned to her bedroom and crawled beneath the covers and began her struggle to go to sleep not knowing that Val was looking through her bedroom window.

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