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    Chapter 17

      

    Acapulco – 1996

     

    The girls had spent some time on the beach, taking a walk and mostly teasing Alice about drowning her in the ocean if she wouldn’t shut up for at least five seconds.

     

    They came back to the house to be surprised by a table served with a considerably big amount of food. Julia, Shane and Alice quickly run upstairs to change into more comfortable clothes while Bette and Tina had done that already so they remained in the dinning area that was a part of the kitchen space.

     

    “Oh my god… who’s gonna eat all this stuff?” Tina exclaimed shocked. Bette just stared at her with a “you are such a hypocrite” face. “Oh fuck off!!!” the blonde completed.

     

    “Ahhh… Guadalupe… she just can’t stop spoiling me” Bette whispered more to herself than to the blonde, while she was lovingly staring at all the dishes carefully placed on the table, smelling all the great scents of Mexican food.

     

    “And who’s Guadalupe?” Tina asked when she saw how deep in thought Bette was.

     

    “She is our housekeeper… that actually shouldn’t have been here… but I bet she couldn’t resist coming here and cooking for us” Bette said with a tender smile on her face, like remembering old times.

     

    “Well let me tell you… you are very lucky to have someone that spoils you like this” Tina said gently placing her hand on her friend’s shoulder.

     

    “Yeah… I am… you see… she’s been working and living in this house since… since I have a memory… so… she’s like a second mother to me…” Bette exhaled a big amount of breath she wasn’t aware she was holding. “And she cooks in the most delicious way you could possibly imagine…” she added trying to divert the conversation.

     

    “Everything here looks… amazing… so I bet she does” Tina said while quickly removing her hand from Bette’s shoulder when she realized what she had just done out of the blue.

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