We are at the end of the first scene in Chapter 1. It’s a tad longer than 8 sentences, but I wanted to wrap this up so we can find out what Carol is up too next week.
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A cloud of impending disaster swirled around her friend. Iris could feel it every time she saw her.
How much can one person intervene into someone else’s life? So Iris let it drop. There was no way to
force Carol to seek help unless she wanted too.
“Come on Bev. Let’s go inside. We need to wash our faces.” Iris said as she started to walk
towards the backdoor. Carol kept creeping into her thoughts. The urge to check on her was
overwhelming. She knew her friend was in trouble, but didn’t know what to do. She will give her a
call. Who cares if it’s one thirty in the morning.
“I’ll come in for a minute. It’s late and I’ve got to go.” Bev said following Iris into the kitchen.