Chimes of Passion

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It was a dark and stormy night, and the five friends backpacking across northern England scurried to find cover from the rapidly intensifying downpour.

Alyssa was the first to notice the silhouette of the large building, with a dimly flickering set of lights punctuating its shape. “Hey guys, look!” She pointed at the building.

Between the rain battering their heads and shoulders, and the mist that rose from the moors around them, no one was sure exactly how far away it was. But then again, no one cared either. Here was shelter. Sanctuary. A place to dry off and warm up.

The friends shared the unspoken hope that someone would take pity on five poor college students. Five college students who, Irene seemed overly fond of reminding everyone, could be sitting on a beach in Cancun at this very moment, sipping margaritas and wondering where the MTV cameras were.

Soon, the five friends found themselves within shouting distance of the shelter they sought. Following the roughly hewn path into the building, Lynda paused for a moment and inhaled deeply. “I think I smell lilacs.” She’d loved working with flowers since she was a little girl; that’s probably why, she would tell friends and acquaintances, she chose to major in botany.

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