C11 ELEVEN
*** William P.O.V ***
Around 7 p.m., I walked down the hallway and heard Daniella and Bridget talking in Daniella's room. I went on foot to the living room. Before the door opened, I could hear Daniella laugh. Daniella ran out the door.
"Here is your dear Bridget Smith," I said.
When she walked, Bridget wore a short, tight, darkish red dress
