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    A Slow Dance – Chapter 7

    Story written on September 2, 2005 by illuminatigoddess.
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    A little jazz

    Tina was engrossed in the document when she saw the door open out of the corner of her eye. Stephanie walked in, holding a slim envelope in her hands, and sporting a look of trepidation on her face.

    "I knocked, but there was no answer." She stated quietly.

    Tina nodded, waiting for her to say what she had to say. For a moment, her assistant just stood there staring off into space.

    "Steph. What?" Tina asked impatiently.

    Suddenly snapped out of her reverie, Stephanie quickly handed Tina the envelope. "Sorry, Tina. I don’t know what just happened. Um, a courier was told to bring this here. I don’t know who it’s from." She looked down at the envelope now in Tina’s hands and admired it. "I wish I did, though."

    Tina glanced down at the envelope, then up at her assistant. "So do I. Stephanie, is anything wrong?"

    She shook her head quickly. "No. It’s nothing. Well, nothing I can’t deal with anyway." She straightened her already perfectly ironed skirt and looked down. "Sorry about the whole staring off into space thing. I don’t know what came over me, really."

    Tina eyed Stephanie for a minute before nodding her head. "If you say so. You know, if you ever need to talk, I’m here for you."

    She nodded. "I know, Tina. I need to get back outside. Phone’s probably ringing off the hook."

    "Hey, Steph, why don’t you call it an early day? It’s already three forty-five. I think the voicemail can pick it up for the next hour and a half."

    A wide smile formed on Stephanie’s face. "Really?"

    "Yeah. You really haven’t been yourself today. Go take it easy. I’ll expect you to be here tomorrow in every aspect of the phras, okay?"

    Stephanie nodded. "Absolutely. Thanks, Tina, I owe you."

    Tina watched her assistant walk out, turning her attention to the envelope in her hands after she saw the door close.

    What was this? She asked herself as she studied her name written calligraphically on the front of the document container. A smile played along her lips as she opened it. She had a nagging feeling about who sent it, but she didn’t want to get her hopes up before she read the paper inside.

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    1. wow goddess that was beautiful. has me wanting more. not bad for a kid. really just kidding. dont hurt me, k. just playing. you have quite a knack for getting me to feel the emotions between these two. do it when you can again.

    3. Goodness gracious young lady, you are a wonderful writer for one so young. This is the only chapter of this story that I have read. Now I must go back and start at the beginning. Please post soon. Keep this going please.

    7. OMG! Would someone please dance with me? You’ve got me wanting to pull out some jazz and pine the night away!! Dreamy, so dreamy!

      You can apply the temperamental adjective if you please, but it doesn’t diminish the talent or how grandly it displays itself. You won’t tire of my compliments, will you? Because I just really adore placing them in your worthy ears. I hope I live long enough to own a copy of your first published work. I want a first edition to cherish, please.

      I also understand the creativity coming from depression. Unfortunately, that’s oftentimes the process.

      And Right On!! Perfect explanation of why the word lesbian sucks. I concur 150%.

      I’m anxious for more of your exceptional prose!!

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