“Ohhhh God” she moaned to herself as she read the words yet again on my screen, “my diary!! Oh god I’d not missed it” And now she realised that it was in the hands of some stranger, she had no idea when she had lost it, trying to trace back in her mind when she had last seen it. And then it dawned on her, “The cafe” she cursed as she realised she must have left it on the table when she had rushed off from there earlier.
Trying hard to relax and calm herself, she sits again and decides she must reply, but as hard as she tries, she struggles to think straight and her response takes her a few attempts to get right.
“Please just give it back, if you do straight away I won’t tell the police or my husband” is all that she eventually writes and presses send.
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