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    Baby D – (Chapter: ch 1)

     

    “Where to?” the cab driver asked.

     

    “East 32nd street, 2535 Howard Ave.” Mrs. Davies put her attention back to her daughter who was sulking in the seat with her arms and looking out the window, “Don’t worry Taylor it’ll happen.”

     

    “But he was like the hundredth guy we’ve seen,” she whined.

     

    “It takes time remember what your grandfather always says…”

     

    “…try, try again and if that doesn’t work chain yourself to their desk until they pay attention.” Taylor laughed, her grandfather was one of the weirdest people she knew but he was so sweet that it made up for it.

     

    “Exactly, besides I have a good feeling about CF Records.” Mrs. Davies opened the door to their small 1 ½ bedroom apartment house.

     

    “You say that about all the companies.” Taylor rolled her eyes as she headed to her room which held only a bed and closet, with posters of bands and actress she liked.

     

    “No I don’t, now get your homework out dinner will be ready in an hour.” She yelled down the hall, sighing she walked to the answer machine and pushed play while going through her mail.

     

    “You have three messages…

     

    Ashley…its Aiden, um I can’t get Taylor until Saturday cause I’m flying out to Hawaii for business. I’ll pick her up at twelve please have her ready to go, I don’t like waiting.

     

    “Fuck Aiden,” Ashley groaned.

     

    “This is Greg from Greenland, Ashley you need to come in tomorrow around one thanks.

     

    Closing her eyes she took a deep breath, after the divorce from her husband who milked every penny she had leaving her with just Taylor’s college fund as a way to pay for the apartment they were staying at, she worked at the grocery store called The Greenland barely making over the minimum wage working hours upon hours. Luckily Taylor was a very understanding child and never really asked for much besides attention, the teen had always been shy and quiet a total opposite from how mother is.

     

    “Mrs. Davies this is CF Records your appointment has been changed to nine thirty due to some meetings being rescheduled. Hope this doesn’t inconvenience you in any way and that we will see you bright and early tomorrow morning.”

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