She don't remember

1955 Words

Enola I showered and bagged up my clothes making sure they were tied tightly, Faith was taking them down to burn in the incinerator for me whilst I changed and made myself a little more presentable. "This is stupid" Faith moaned as she sprayed the room. "Stop moaning and be grateful we have this opportunity, your lucky I've let you in on this" I snapped. "You wouldn't have coped on your own there are too many eyes watching you in this house, you've got more of this haven't you?" she stopped and held up the small spray bottle. "Of course" I smiled at her as I opened my drawer and held up a small piece of paper. "Everything is written down so I can make more if needed." "Well I think it's needed, this is nearly out," she said as she tried shaking the bottle to get more out. "Just spra

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