The old girls...

Evelyn pushed the door to the girls' open. She walked to one of the couches and dropped into it facedown, bawling her eyes out. She started quietly, slowly sniffling and holding it back in. But suddenly, she lost the will to hold it in and let it all out. Crying so loudly. So loudly that the girls couldn't ignore.

"Evelyn what's wrong?"

Mira was the first to pay attention. She walked to her. She tried to roll her over but Evelyn would not.

"Girls..."

Mira called and one after the other the girls started coming out. Some had towels on, some earbuds, some eating snacks.

They were getting back in shapes. Their faces getting fresher, their skins clearer. The atmosphere of the environment as well as the conditioned well treated air in the apartment wss doing wonders. Defining their skin tones.

They looked less stressed also. Only if they knew who was responsible for their wellbeing. Only if they knew who was paying for all their expenses. Only if they!

"What's this about?"

Tendzel spok