A meeting of Meetings
Myra sat in her 'new' apartment, listening to the radio and smelling the coffee brewing. This evening was a coffee evening. The Shadow was due for a stop over to discuss the events of her visit to the warehouses. She wondered if she'd hear about the brief escapade with Chaz, but let the wondering wander into nothingness as she relaxed to the radio. The simplicity of the apartment had been something she didn't like originally, but now she was content to stay put. It was cozy, and it was home. She was dressed in some relaxed clothes, nothing like her 1986 gear, and closed her eyes in brief contentment as she leaned into the back of the small love seat.