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    Constellations: Chapter 16-Always Protect Her

    Chapter 16- Always Protect Her

     

                Shane stormed back into the house, her fingers through her hair. She was breathing heavily as she walked straight to the fridge and pulled out the milk. Carmen laughed, seeing the usually cool Shane super-stressed. She leaned against the counter, popping another grape into her mouth.

     

    Carmen: Run a marathon?

     

    Shane: More like jump out of a plane. No, that would probably be safer than being in a car with that kid. Hell, sky diving with no parachute would be.

     

    Carmen winced.

     

    Carmen: That bad huh?

     

    Shane: Carmen! She started off by trying to pull out of the driveway while still in park, then, the first stoplight we saw, she hit the gas instead of the break. Thank god no one was around. So we finally get to the mall’s parking lot and she totaled four carts, hopped a curb, and almost ran over a little old lady carrying her dry-cleaning to her car. She tries to park and we’re DIAGONAL taking up two spaces!!!

     

    Shane downed the milk and Carmen laughed.

     

    Carmen: She’s that bad?

     

    Shane: Letting that kid operate a motor vehicle is like handing a serial killer a set of knives and a Get-Out-Of-Jail-Free-Card. I don’t know how she’s ever going to get her license.

     

    Carmen: Where is she now?

     

    Shane: Washing the truck. It was covered in mud from when she ran the curb.

     

    Carmen: Alright.

     

    Carmen walked up, next to Shane and rubbed the side of her face.

     

    Carmen: YOU need to calm down, alright? When your heart rate increases, so does the baby’s.

     

    Shane smiled with Carmen as they thought about their awesome news. Carmen gently rubbed Shane’s stomach.

     

    Carmen: And from now on, I’ll take care of Alex’s driving lessons alright?

     

    Shane smiled and nodded.

     

    Shane: Alright.

     

    Alex then walked in and Carmen gave her a hug.

     

    Carmen: You’re in one piece!

     

    Alex: Very funny.

     

    Carmen smiled and kissed her forehead.

     

    Alex: I just came in to tell you guys that Alice is here and my friend Walt is umm, giving me a ride to school.

     

    Carmen: Oh I totally forgot you started school.

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    1. OMG so i feel bad now cuz well ive been bugging you to put this up and ive been so busy moving i havent seen it till now but stil amazing. Anna reminds me of another english gurl. Who doesn’t have an english accent but has long hair and an name that begins with A. LOL im tired moved all day BUT awesome update can’t wait to see you when u get back!!!!!!!!!!! and good luck incase my message of luck didnt get passed to you.

    2. wow does that mean your coming to the great state of pa. your be in my back yard then, cool. i love this story very much wish i could write but i only do poems. thanks for the story and good luck in the game.

    3. It good to have an update from you … Glad to see you’ve gotten over your writer’s block and I hope the words continue to flow. Good Luck with your games.

    4. this is great but I just hope that all goes well for alice and alex I love it please post asap when u get back and good luck with all your games

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