One dry morning, I noticed one of the lilies had sent up a flower shoot. In the following week it blossomed lovely coral colored flowers. I was mystified at it because there had been no rain.
The day passed quietly and the house was cleaned from all the dust. The cat was fed, clothes washed, supper made, language studied.
At the market the seamstress still had not begun my bed sheet. As I went to bed I saw that I had missed a call from my new friends inviting me out for a bike ride.
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