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    Going Brit

     

     

     

    “I stumbled across it during my first year of university.  I was home for the summer, a fact my mother had obviously forgotten, I’d been home for about two days before I caught so much of a glimpse of her, and I tell you it was a glimpse I could have rather done without.  I walked in on her screwing the help in the kitchen, there she was getting pounded by the 20 year old gardener on the breakfast table.  Well I was upset to say the least, I knew it went on, but seeing it there in front of me a week before the anniversary of my daddy’s death was more than I could handle, so I just… ran.”

     

     

     

    “What do you mean, you ran away?”

     

     

     

    “Not exactly, I mean I literally ran, I ran out the kitchen, out of the house, then I just kept running until my legs gave out a few hours later, right in front of this building.  Seeing the police tape and no entry signs my curiosity got the better of me and I decided to have a look around.  Unable to get into the building I found my way around to the back and discovered the ladder attached to the wall, so I climbed up it.”

     

     

     

    “Weren’t you scared?  I mean did the police tape and no entry signs or even just the state of the building do nothing to deter you?  It’s not exactly the safest looking structure now is it?”

     

     

     

    “You know I really wasn’t scared at all, I was 18, head strong, arrogant and determined to do things my way…”

     

     

     

    “Still the same then” Bette interrupted

     

     

     

    “Funny”  Helena said sarcastically stopping her climb to look down at Bette

     

     

     

    “Thanks”  Bette replied sweetly, reaching up to playfully pat Helena’s behind

     

     

     

    Helena continued climbing up the remaining rungs

     

     

     

    “Plus, I’m a Peabody, so as far as I was concerned there was no such thing as ‘no entry’

     

     

     

    “Ah yes I almost forgot Peabody’s were above the law.”

     

     

     

    “Goodness Bette, you’ve been here 8 months and you’ve got the British sarcasm down to a tee.”

    Comments

    1. aww Darkie this is really sweet and funny! YOU definitely have the art of writing sarcastic dialogue down pat! :) hope Bette and Helena dont fight for too long now! post sooon(er) ok? and thanks!

    2. Hey darkie, glad to see you again and like our sexy v already said we missed you in the thread. Great chappy who were you kidding when you said you couldn’t write huh?

    3. Thanks for posting…hopefully she’ll get Bette & us to listen to why she brought the infamous Candy across the waters to hammer some nails. Please post soon.

    4. Great stuff DA452 and it’s really great to have you back…I hope you’re gonna stick around for good too :) We missed you! I’ve just reread the other chapters to refresh my memory…this is a great storyline and I can’t wait to see were you take us…loved the dialogue in this chapter and the way the girls interact…can’t wait for your next post :)

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