“HiAisha,go”saidAngelica.“IbroughtalonganewfriendthatIhavementiooyouseveraltimesbefore,theauthoressCharina.Iamsorryfornotaskingyouforpermissionfirst.Hopeyoudon’tmind.”
“HiAisha”saidCharina.“I’veheardalotaboutyou.It’sanhonortofinallymeetyouinperson.”
“Wele.Wele“saidAisha.“eonin.OfcourseIdon’tmind.”
“IhavemylittledogMaureenwithme.MayiteinaswellorshouldIleaveitoutsideintheyardaroamaroundbyitself?”
“Ohno,no,ofcourseiteintoo”repliedthehospitablehostess.“That’sacutelittledogyouhavethere.Itismynewfriendtoo,soeoninallofyou.”BeforetheyhadtimetowalkintoAisha’shallway,thesoundofapowerfulenginewasheardareamlinedsportscarquicklyappearedandstoppedaccuratelyonthedriveway.Twocardoorsbangedshutandavoicewasheardsaying,
“Hey,waitforus.Don’tclosethedoor.Wewanttoeinaswell.”Thethreeofthemlookedbadsauests,SamanthaandMegginn.Inthislovelyspriher,Samanthawasnotoomisstheopportunityofshowingoffhercurvaceousfigure.Shewaswearingwhiteshortsandauniquelycutet-shirt.AngelicaquicklyintroducedthemtoCharinaandthefiveofthemwalkedtogetherintoAisha’slivingroom.LittleMaureenfollowedtheirhostessintothehousewithadignifiedair,hermeekandjoiheciransociety,sittingsilentlydownonthecarpetatthefeetofitsmistresswheneveryoleddown.ItlookedupatAisha,uandinginitsintelligentmindthatthiselegantandregal-lookingdywouldhaveagreatimpathefutureofitsmistress.Charinahadtraiwell,soitrestraisnormallyoutgoingandbubblynatureandsattheredocilely,afraidtosetawrongfootforward.Itwasobvioustoeveryothiswasanaplishedaraitledog,areallylovableone.
“Aisha”beganAngelica,“IhavebroughtalongsomethingsIwantyoutosee.Iamsureyouwillbeverymuterestedinthemandwillsobeverymuchsurprised…”Sayingso,shelookedsearchedinherhandbagandtookoutanoldandrustic-lookingporbottlethatusedtotain100-year-oldmao-taiwine,whichshehaoAisha.
“Thislookslikeawitlefromaimes,”saidAishaaftershehadlookeditovercarefullyforalongtime.Thenshepulledoutthecork.Althoughthebottlety,astrranceofwinepermeatedtheairofAisha’sspaciouslivingroom.
“Thisbottlemaynotbefamiliartoyou.Youmaynothaveseenitbefore…Hereissomethihatwillbequitefamiliar.It’ssomethingyouhadusedbefore…”Sayingso,Angelicarummagedinherhandbagandproducedagem-studdeddouble-barreledtelescopewithaflourishasifshewasamagiperfamagicfeat.Aisha’shandsseemedtotrembleasshetookovertheinstrument.Thiswashers.HowcouldsheeverfetthetimewhensheusedittowatafarthetragicbattleonGiantMountain?Shehelditup,lookedthroughitslensesaitdown,softlycaressingitwithherhandssaying,
“This…thistelescope…Wheredidyougetit?IrememberitwasburiedintheruinsofthemagnifitpaKingDimitri’sKingdomofDreams!Howdiditfallintoyourhands?...Couldyouhave…couldyou…you…”AngelicaseemedtobebentonteasingAisha.
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