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    Lara returned from the kitchen with a spice jar in hand.  In an attempt to get rid of evidence, Red hid what ever amount he had on him in the restaurant spice rack, mainly the ones that resembled the grassy substance.  They took the jars off of the rack and turned it all in to the police.  The sous chef had unknowingly added the special ingredient to every single item that called for oregano, basil and parsley flakes.  The parsley flakes were garnished on most of the dishes.  An hour of uncontrollable giggles and a dramatic scene were the only outcomes.  Kit learned the importance of asking for references and to never make hasty decisions.

     

    Without notification or explanation, Bette took Tina by the hand and led her out of the café.  Tina quietly followed her lead.  The combination of coming down along with the chronic induced confession embittered Bette.  She needed to calm herself down and get a grip of her emotions before she said or did something she would regret.  It was a quiet drive to Hazel’s to pick up their sleeping daughter.  The toddler fussed a little after being placed in the car seat but quieted down as soon as the car moved.  Car rides were one of the few things they could do to soothe their daughter down on those non-stop crying nights.  Luckily those nights were rare for the family.

     

    When they arrived home, Tina carefully took Angie out of her seat, careful not wake their sleeping princess.  The last thing they needed was Angie fussing all night long.  She changed the sleeping baby into a fresh diaper before putting on her onesie then laid her in the crib.  Tina didn’t know Bette had entered the room until she felt her of arms slip around her waist in a firm hold.  Bette kissed the side of her neck as they watched their daughter sleep.  They chuckled at the funny things Angie did in her sleep.  They wondered what she was dreaming about because every once in a while she would smile or giggle.  She’s probably dreaming about pancakes and puppies they both thought.  Tina ended moment and held Bette’s hand as she led her to their bedroom.

     

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