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    To Spashley With Love – (Chapter: Chapter Thirty-Two)

    “Sorry about Glen again,” I said with a sigh.

    “No worries,” replied Ashley with a smile. It’s good to know that your brother finally accepts us after all the grief he put us through.

    “That is a plus,” I agreed with a smile. It is one thing to not worry about anymore. We have enough on our plates.

    “I’ll go make us some breakfast, and we could watch Saturday morning cartoons or something,” stated Ashley.

    “Alright,” I said. Do you need me to help you out since I already am up?

    “No, just worry about choosing a cartoon to help kickoff our weekend,” replied Ashley with a smile. I nodded and Ashley was about to head towards the kitchen when there was another knock on the door.

    “It’s not that soon for Glen to change his mind about my living situation,” I stated with a laugh. I’ll answer the door this time and see what he wants.

    “Sounds like a plan,” said Ashley. I went to open the door and saw Christine.

    “Hello Christine,” I said. Christine pushed past me.

    “What the hell is your problem?” asked Ashley angrily.

    “I gave you a couple of weeks for you to cool off, but we do need to talk, Ashley,” Christine began. Christine gave me a cold look and added, “Alone.” I was about to walk away to another room, however Ashley stopped me.

    “Fine, so talk, Christine,” sighed Ashley. Anything you say to me, you can say in front of my girl. What are you doing back in LA? What is so important that you showed up twice within the last three weeks? Are you looking for a place to crash? Is that what it is? Whatever you have to say, I’m sure that I’ve heard it all before, mother.

    “I’m dying, Ashley,” Christine stated simply. I looked at Ashley to see her reaction. I took Ashley’s hand.

    “What?” asked a stunned Ashley.

    “I am dying,” Christine answered. The doctors say that I’m lucky that I have survived this long with only one good kidney. The doctors still say there is a slight chance for me to live. I need a kidney transplant and I’ve tried other people in the family. You’re the one who is the key to my survival. There are many mistakes that I have made while raising you, but Kyla and you returning to LA might possibly be the best move that you have ever made. Kyla tells me that you have come a long way.

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