MORE LIKE STRANGERS NOW

He stood up from bed that night and went into the bathroom to relieve himself. After what seemed like forever, he came out of the bathroom heading for the bedside table. He poured himself a glass of water and walked towards the bay window in the room.

Looking out the window and enjoying the midnight breeze, he noticed a feminine like figure sitting in the garden, engrossed in a document.

“What’s she doing out there by this time of the night?” he sighed, turning to the clock in his room and then to the shivering Sarah in the garden.

“She should have taken a blanket.” He sighed again. Going to his wardrobe, He picked out a grey blanket, left for the ground floor and pressed the light switch as he walked down the stairs.