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    ***Latin Business… or something else??*** –Chapter21

     

    “I’ll have to practice so that doesn’t happen”Said Isabel, smiling

     

    As they got in the car, Isabel came back to them”Guys, thanks, for everything. Today, it meant a lot to me. If you ever need anything, and I mean ANYTHING, just name it,ok?” She said, smiling warmly

     

    “Bette and Alice nodded in apreciation. They sped off in the night

     

    that night, filled with words, memories and dancing, Bette Porter went to sleep thinking of a certain blonde who, without her knowing it, already owned her heart; Tina Kennard went to sleep thinking about certain brunette who was a great kisser and was very patient; Isabel Espinoza went to bed thinking about a certain dance instructor who had her eating out of the palm of her hand and Marisol Rodrguez went to bed thinking about a certain young girl who had done so many things for her asking nothing in return. Granted, they all had big smiles on their faces…

     

    TBC…

     

    P.s.: Alice, well, Alice went to bed thinking about how many days would pass until she could draw aline between Marisol and Isabel’s and Bette and Tina’s names. She silently prayed those would be the last lines coming in or out of their names…




    I wait for the postman to bring me a letter
    I wait for the good Lord to make me feel better
    And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders
    Family in crisis that only grows older

    Why’d you have to go
    Why’d you have to go
    Why’d you have to go

    Daughter to father, daughter to father
    I am broken but I am hoping
    Daughter to father, daughter to father
    I am crying, a part of me is dying and
    These are, these are
    The confessions of a broken heart

    I wear all your old clothes, the old polo sweater
    I dream of another you the one who would never
    never Leave me alone to pick up the pieces
    A daddy to hold me, that’s what I needed

    So why’d you have to go
    Why’d you have to go
    Why’d you have to go

    Daughter to father, daughter to father
    I don’t know you, but I still want to
    Daughter to father, daughter to father
    Tell me the truth, did you ever love me
    Cause these are, these are
    The confessions of a broken heart
    Of a broken heart

    I love you, I love you
    I love you,I,
    I love you,
    Daughter to father
    Daughter to father
    I dont know you
    But I still want to
    Daughter to father
    Daughter to father
    Tell me the truth
    Did you ever love me
    Did you ever love me
    These are… the confessions of a broken heart

    Ohhhh… yeah

    And I waited for the postman to bring me a letter

    [soft tears]

    Confessions of a broken heart(Lindsay Lohan)
    *This song was constantly in my head when I wrote this chapter*

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    1. Wow hun, Umm wow guess I can’t say much on here, but that was intense… Sorry didn’t comment on the other stories, had a wirlwind of a week and yeah… But yeah.. I’ll talk to ya later on on msn maybe. Take care hun. *hugs you*

    2. Hola Isabel….De verdad que tu historia es muy buena….lei como doce capitulos seguidos…la historia me atrapó..muy intensa. A mi me encanta “Valio la pena”, es una de las canciones que siempre le dedico a mi novia. Soy de República Dominicana, me encanta bailar salsa, asi que ya te puedes imaginar que tanto me gusta tu historia…mi e-mail es andreysi@hotmail.com…Me gustaría conocerte más y asi hacer una nueva amiga..!!! And..Post soon, I’ll be waiting!

    3. Wow that was so intense and so sad….but also so full of life. I really hope that by writing this story you’re healing. Thanks for this beautiful and wonderful chapter, I’m looking forward to more, because it’s addictive :o))

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