Click, click.
Her feet were killing her with designer stilettos to die for bought at cut-throat price!
Retail therapy after a gruelling day with psycho customers at the call centre.
'Walking after dark! Are you crazy?'
'Mother, you worry too much. I am a big girl now!'
Anita could still hear her late mother's voice in her head.
A sudden chill made her tighten the muffler over her ears, soothed by its cashmere.
It did not mute the beat of boot steps behind her.
She turned slightly maintaining her distance.
The hooded figure slowed pace.
Anita's heart pounded as she gripped her key ready to defend herself.
Like a shadow, the figure followed her.
Nobody else around. A dark moonless night.
Home at last, but her hand shook as the key refused to turn...
He was right behind her, the look on his face...
'Are you breaking into my house, ma'am?'
He smiled.
She nearly fainted.
It was his house!
Neel her new neighbour was walking slowly so as not to crowd past her on a narrow dark pavement or alarm her!
What a knight he was!
Stuttering 'Sorry', Anita stepped into her own home.
What a night it was!
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