Chantelle: Sunday Afternnon
Note to Readers – I suggest to start at the beginning and read all of the stories that lead up to this one, and if you don’t want to do that, at least read Chantelle: Sunday Morning Sunday Afternoon Hearing the first car arrive excited the girls, far more than I would have thought, actually. The three of them were chattering and giggling, thrilled at the prospect of what was going to begin happening in a very short while. I told them to go to the bedroom, and remain there until I called for them. I heard a second, and then a third car arrive before the occupants of the first car had even entered the house. Five of my friends were already here, and apparently the last vehicle was just behind them. Under the …