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    FOREVER I PROMISE: Chapter Twelve – part 21

    Story written on June 5, 2005 by OCD.
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    The little Red Hen

    Bette: Good morning my precious lil one. How are you feeling this morning? I am just fine thank you. I hear you and mommy had quite a night last night. Well, yea that woman was a big meany.. Thats right my sweety. But mommy cleaned her clock so we will never see that mean lady again. Ok are you ready? I have to hurry before mommy wakes up.

    One day as the Little Red Hen was scratching in a field, she found a grain of wheat.
    “This wheat should be planted,” she said. “Who will plant this grain of wheat?”
    “Not I,” said the Duck.
    “Not I,” said the Cat.
    “Not I,” said the Dog.
    “Then I will,” said the Little Red Hen. And she did.

    Soon the wheat grew to be tall and yellow. “The wheat is ripe,” said the Little Red Hen. “Who will cut the wheat?”
    “Not I,” said the Duck.
    “Not I,” said the Cat.
    “Not I,” said the Dog.
    “Then I will,” said the Little Red Hen. And she did.

    When the wheat was cut, the Little Red Hen said, “Who will thresh the wheat?”
    “Not I,” said the Duck.
    “Not I,” said the Cat.
    “Not I,” said the Dog.
    “Then I will,” said the Little Red Hen. And she did.

    When the wheat was threshed, the Little Red Hen said, “Who will take this wheat to the mill?”
    “Not I,” said the Duck.
    “Not I,” said the Cat.
    “Not I,” said the Dog.
    “Then I will,” said the Little Red Hen. And she did.

    She took the wheat to the mill and had it ground into flour. Then she said, “Who will make this flour into bread?”
    “Not I,” said the Duck.
    “Not I,” said the Cat.
    “Not I,” said the Dog.
    “Then I will,” said the Little Red Hen. And she did.

    She made and baked the bread. Then she said, “Who will eat this bread?”
    “Oh! I will,” said the Duck.
    “And I will,” said the Cat.
    “And I will,” said the Dog.
    “No, No!” said the Little Red Hen. “I will do that.” And she did.

    Now go back to sleep my preciously lil girl. I will read to you again later. With that Bette kissed Tinas tummy and crawled back up snuggling against her wife falling back to sleep content.

    Bette hadnt noticed that Tina had been awake the entire time. Nor did she notice the tears falling sweetly down her loving wifes cheeks. “God I love this woman.” Tina said before falling back to sleep.

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