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Chapter 20 – Bringing Angie Home
Tina: Okay, are we ready?
Bette: Yes. Shall we?
Daniel came down the front stairs and followed his moms to the study. Daniel had only been in this room a couple of times and he was looking around and admiring the arrangements on the book shelves of books, pictures, awards from Tina’s film career, and the various are sculptures which his mom’s had collected. The room was in warm colors and comfortable fabrics and furnishings. Bette pointed to a chair for him to sit and she and Tina sat on separate love seats.
Bette: Did you have a good weekend?
Daniel: Yeah, it was great. My golf game is really beginning to improve. I had the low score yesterday.
Tina: Well, that’s impressive. Now why don’t you start us off. Tell us what is on your mind.
Daniel: Well, after we played our round of golf and we went to get a snack at the country club, Mr. Wilkins told us that he understood that I might get an opportunity to play at St. Andrews. He went on to say that he thought that just might be a once in a life time opportunity and he hoped that I enjoyed the trip. I then said something that I had hoped that John David could go with us. He went on to say that you guys had invited John David to go with us but it was a long way away. And it was for the whole month of August and that Mrs. Wilkins wasn’t sure John David was ready to be away from his family for that long. He then went on to tell us that you guys had invited their family to go with us to Yellowstone during spring break next year. Mr. Wilkins said that he believed that he and Mrs. Wilkins were going to accept that invitation, but they were still having discussions about the Scotland trip.
Bette: That is all true.
Daniel: Well, then I began to think about it. You asked their whole family to go with us to Yellowstone, but you didn’t ask them to go to Scotland. And yet you have asked Aunt Shane, Aunt Bobbie, Shay, Jordan, Aunt Alice and Aunt Lynn and their girls and a whole bunch more. But you didn’t ask the Wilkins family? That would have solved the problem. And the more I thought about it, the madder I got. Finally, I just had to call you and ask you about it.


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