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    Dance With Us 7

    Poolside
    Papi (putting the steaks and chicken on the grill): You get her Angie (laughing as she chased Alice around the pool.)

    Carmen (setting a platter down): Give me a minute and I’ll help…

    Shane (coming back across the yard): I found it. (Handing her a small bag) should be enough…

    Papi (shaking her head): Amateurs. (Rolling her eyes) if you wanted some herb, you should have called. I know people…
     
    Kit (walking out with two boxes in her hand): Yes you do. (Taunting) and if you even think about what you’re thinking about…

    Papi (setting the tongs down): You’ll do what (saucily…)

    Kit (wrapping her arms around her): The possibilities are endless and I’ll leave it to your imagination.

    Shane (checking out the boxes): Ooh cheesecake…

    Carmen (taking Angie from Tasha’s shoulders): Who brought cheesecake?

    Alice (starting to climb out of the pool): Yeah…

    Kit (smirking): Dylan (laughing as Alice fell back in the pool.)

    Tasha (grabbing the side of the pool): Good timing…

    Angie (giggling): Aunt Alice go splash…

    Carmen (trying to teach her to swim): Yes she did…

    Alice (sputtering): What? Huh? Dylan?

    Bette (walking out; she had changed into her swimsuit): Yes Dylan Moorland. It’s a long story…

    Alice (walking over to her): Spill it Porter…

    Tasha (knowing Alice would be in the pool again before long): Alice…

    Bette (smirking): Spill huh (stalking Alice) more like (shoving her into the pool) swim…

    Angie (reaching for her momma): Come please…

    Bette (jumping in): Right here…

    Carmen (holding Angie): Go to momma. You can do it.

    Angie looked at her mother then at her aunt then back at her mother and made her first attempt at swimming. Little did she know Shane had two floaties ready, Kit was taking pictures and Papi waited by the side of the pool. Tasha watched and waited. Angie through sheer determination swam the few feet to her momma all on her own.

    Bette (picking her up): Good girl…

    Angie (smiling): Love momma…

    Tina (smiling): Good girl baby….

    Carmen (swimming across the pool reaching for the side only to be dunked by Alice): What (coughing) I didn’t do anything…

    Alice (seeing Tasha heading for her): What is this pick on Alice?

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    Comments

    1. Loved every single word. My girl Dylan is in. Auntie Dylan. Helena bette hang on to her. She is a keeper. Everyone seems so happy that is the way I like it thanks

    2. Pot and booze, my type of party. It’s nice to have everyone paired off. Now, are Catherine and Dusty really done, or are they going to regroup and get Helena??? How about some action. PPS

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