Lady lived right next door.  Could Tara have a place on the floor?

 As Lady’s door open, perfume floated out.  Tara wrinkled her nose into a snout.

The air was so heavy, Tara struggled to breathe.  She buried her face into her sleeve.

The front room was hotter than her own home.  It was time to move on Tara thought with a groan.

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