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    Thicker Than Blood – (Chapter: ch 14)

    Ashley paced out side the mansion, eyes staring longingly upon the dirt road. She kicked her self again for not reading or responding to Spencer’s letters, the girl had poured her heart out in them and the brunette couldn’t even dream of what it was like to never hear back and when she read about the blonde being wounded but asking if she was okay it just made her choke on a half sob half laugh.

    Spencer was everything she was looking for in a person, not a man or woman, just a person and she’d resigned herself to push the fears back of getting married and not being able to share her entire being with the girl who loves her.

    "Miss. Davies," the butler bowed as he exited the house with a tray of lemonade, "I was taking some to your mother on the back porch and wondered if you’d like a glass as well."

    Ashley smiled warmly at the old butler, sort of like an uncle to her, giving advice and just being around when she needed someone to lean on, "Thank you Eric that is very kind of you."

    She gripped the cool glass picking it off the tray, "Are you okay Miss.?"

    "Yes I’m fine," she whispered back around the rim of the cup than sipping it and letting the liquid calm her nerves.

    He nodded knowing not to push it and continued on his way.

    "Bull Crap," Victoria shot as she stepped out of the house, a glass of lemonade in her hand as well. The heat was taking a toll on all around the house, Christine even gave the workers a break, the younger ones jumped in the water that ran through a hose under the ground with holes allowing the water to shot up toward the sky. A new invention by a local in town. It came in handy on hot days. The older ones sat on the grass away from the water watching, pointing and laughing. It seemed like a picnic was going on.

    "I’m nervous okay, is that what you want to hear?" Ashley groaned rolling her eyes and wiping the sweat on her hand on her pretty dress she wore just for Spencer.

    "That is exactly what I want to hear," she laughed sitting in one of the rocking chairs on the front porch than motioning for Ashley to join her which she did quite quickly, "I want you to stop pretending your not in love with this woman."

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