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    Two Bitches….and a White Picket Fence??? – (Chapter: The conspiracy)

    "Yeah, look who’s talking." Greenlee smirks.

    "Well, at least you know she loves you back." Maggie drops her gaze.

    "Maggie, if you don’t think Bianca loves you…well, I think she does."

    "Yeah, but…Frankie.."

    No, buts, you’ll end up sounding like me." Greenlee stands, "What am
    I going to do? I can’t let her leave."

    "Bianca and I are going to the Crystal Ball tomorrow, maybe you
    should go too. I think Bianca can get Kendall to go. You could see
    her there, because she isn’t going to see anyone today. Bianca sent
    her to a day spa to get her back to herself."

    "Yeah, she was wrung out when I saw her with Bianca." Greenlee tears
    up again, "I caused that."

    "You didn’t mean to. She’ll understand cause she loves you." Maggie
    comforts.

    "Yeah, wow…she loves me." Greenlee turns to Maggie, "And you don’t
    think Leo would have minded?"

    "No. I think Leo would have expected you to live and be happy."
    Maggie reassures her, "I know he would have."

    "Yeah," Greenlee smiles sadly, "He would have, but I don’t think he
    would have seen this one coming."

    "No, probably not." Maggie jokes.

    "Okay, okay. I can do this. She loves me. I…I love her. We can do
    this. I have to get things ready. It has to be right." Greenlee
    slips into work mode.

    "So, we’ll see you at the ball then?" Maggie stands moving to the
    door.

    "Yes, I have to be there. I can’t let her think she can leave me. I
    lost one. I can’t lose another and I don’t think she can either."
    Greenlee reasons.

    "I need to call Bean and let her know. I have to get a dress and…"

    "Maggie, think about telling her and put your dress on my account and
    the Boutique."

    "I can’t do the dress thing…it’s too much."

    "No it isn’t enough and you will do it. I notice you didn’t say you
    couldn’t do the other."

    "I have to think about it. I’ll see you tomorrow night." Maggie
    stops at the door, "Just be happy, Greenlee it’s all he would want."

    Greenlee closes the door behind Maggie and heads for the phone, "Yes,
    this is Greenlee Dupree and I need Limo service for tomorrow night.
    I need it fully stocked and I need two-dozen roses in it as well.
    The best and the most expensive Champagne you have, too."

    TBC

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