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It was 6:25 pm when Nessa Williams returned from shopping with a hand full of groceries. She had worn a tired face, and her hair was scattered.
She unlocked the door and stepped into the living room, dropped on one of her chairs, and exhaled deeply as she used her thumb, index finger, and middle finger to massage the side of her head.
She looked at the clock hanging on the wall and found out it was 6:35 pm. She quickly stood up in shock and disbelief and ran to the kitchen in haste to prepare a good meal for herself.
It was as if she wanted to prepare a meal for someone coming soon and never wanted to be late.
She picked up the bag of groceries she dropped on the table and headed straight for the kitchen.
Suddenly she stopped on the way when she noticed something strange.
She saw someone sitting on her rocking chair in a faraway corner.
