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    Cold

    Angelica giggled as Bette covered her ears and said, “language.”

    Tina didn’t even look sorry, she just stormed off into the room shouting back, “plus, three boxes of chocolates? Do you WANT me to get fatter? Oh I know what it is, you just can’t stand it that I’m skinnier than you now!”

    Bette stood up of the couch like a bolt of lightening, “what!? That’s ridiculous Tina, I love your body! I was only trying to be romantic like you wanted.” She was trying to contain her anger at the comment of her weight gain as she had yet to reveal to Tina the news.

    Tina groaned in frustration and slammed the bedroom door behind her. Clearly she was angry. Bette definitely had to up the Porter charm now. She pulled out my cell phone and sat back down next to Angie.

    “Momma T is mad,” Angelica commented.

    “Hello? Tim?” Bette said once the phone was answered.

    “Yeah?” her old friend answered. It was a great coincidence that he and his wife happened to live in their building. He was once again their next door neighbor, except this time he lived with a very good woman and not some sexually confused psychopath.

    “Do you think Angie can stay over at your house for a few hours?”

    “Yeah no problem, bring her on over,” Tim responded happily, “you know I love seeing the squirt, plus Mel would love to have someone to play with.”

    “She’s growing up quick isn’t she?” Bette smiled remembering the kind 10 year old who had quickly become Angie’s best friend.

    “Yeah, wish me luck,” Tim said, “she’s gonna be a teenager soon.”

    “You’re gonna have to fight those boys off with a stick!” Bette laughed.

    “Hell no, I’ll use my gun,” Tim laughed, “Alright, I’ll see ya in a bit, I’m gonna tell Mel the good news.”

    “Bye.”

    “Bye.”

    Bette hung up the phone and moved to Angie’s room. She prepared a bag for her then walked her over to Tim’s apartment.  Angie ran past Tim after yelling out ‘hi’ and ran directly upstairs to Mel’s room. Bette back to the house and immediately went to the bedroom trying to hide her hurt feelings at the ungratefulness of her beautiful wife.

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    1. Oh how i love this series of stories, MORE, MORE. now its your fault i’m not packing!!!! I’m moving on saturday. I better get back to it. Love it. PPS

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