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In the morning Ailsa was up early. She did not have to work that day and she could have slept late. But something was on her mind. She thought she had heard the watch ticking in her sleep. Ailsa took the out of her dresser. It was even more pleasing to look at in the morning light. She got dressed links of london and slipped the watch on over her hand. She would wear it when she went out on her bicycle. Outside, Ailsa smiled. It was a real spring day, sunny, but not too hot, not too cold, the kind of day Ailsa liked best. She climbed on her bicycle and headed downtown to do some shopping.
She rode fast, her hair blowing, the air hitting her face. It was a good feeling. It was a good day ... almost. In the first store the salesman showed her some rings. "This one would go well with your watch," he said. "See how attractive it would be ...." Ailsa dropped the ring suddenly and looked at the watch.  links of london sale There it was, ticking away, louder than ever. "Remember, it's yours now," she told herself. Still, she was in a hurry to leave the store. Maybe the salesman had seen this watch before.
In another shop someone asked her the time. Ailsa jumped. "I don't know," she said. Then she heard the ticking again. "Oh! Oh, yes, it's, let's see. ..." Her voice shook as she told the time. Why had she been asked in the first place? Were people looking for the watch?
Ailsa took the fast road home. The thin, gold watchband was heavy, and her head hurt from the noise that never stopped. Tick ... ticks ... tick.... "I'll take it off for a while," she told herself. "I'll wear it later when I go out again." That night Ailsa went to the movies. But it was hard to hear the movie. Her links of london sweetie bracelet watch ticked so loudly. Ailsa went home early. That night, Ailsa put the watch in her closet. But its noise followed her to bed. She didn't sleep well at all. In the morning, she didn't take the watch out. She didn't wear it all day Sunday. She couldn't wait for Monday. On Monday Ailsa put the beautiful watch in a box and took it to work. "Someone lost a watch," she said. "It was on the floor near this table." A woman came up right away. Ailsa didn't know her well.
The woman said, "Was it an old watch, with the letters  on one side?" Ailsa said "Yes."
"It was my mother's," the woman said. She took the watch from Ailsa and put it on.
"Thank you so much!" Her voice was happy and her eyes links of london jewelry were smiling. "I lost it," she went on, "but I knew it was in good hands. It was as if I could hear it ticking for the past two days." Ailsa didn't say too much. It hurt to give back the watch. But at last she couldn't hear it ticking links of london charms anymore. The noise was gone from inside her head.
"It was a beautiful watch," Ailsa said to herself. "But it was someone else's."