she was all alone at home, she had left the main door ajar for the old servant gone shopping, she was looking for her book, the shelf was full of them , she heard someone approaching, his silent style of echoing footsteps in the distant passages gave her goose pimples, who could be this coming she thought frightened , she did not like mysteries, she did not like suspense in real life, was it hashim who liked to give her a fright of her life by hiding himself and then suddenly showing up
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