Ophelia stood on her back deck, Wearing her favorite comfy clothes
It was late and it had been a long day at the office. Every client had impossible demands and or complaints
Not to mention everyone needed her help but no one ever helped her
She was waiting, And wondering, If she was not nuts after all
All the attention... The odd things... All about one of her clients... Mr. Dragon.
What kind of last name was that anyway?
He had told her he would join her tonight on her back deck