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    My Greatest Investment—Chapter 4

    Rachel puts my left arm over her shoulder while Donna holds me by the hips to lift me up.  I stop for a second to get my legs working

    “Ok.  I think I’m good”

    “Do you need some ice for your ribs?” Rachel asks and I shake my head.  “No I don’t want to get my shirt all wet before tonight since I won’t have time to go back and change”

    “I can give you a t-shirt wear while you ice it down” Donna offers and I nod

    “Thanks”

    “No problem…It’s the least I can do seeing as Rachel tried to kill you” Donna said trying to ruffle Rachel’s feathers…And it worked as always

    “I didn’t do it on purpose you jackass!” Rachel angrily retorted as Donna gave her the middle finger as she walked back to her bedroom

    “Nice to know nothing ever changes around here” I say smiling because it amuses me

    Rachel shrugs as she prepares an ice bag for me.  Now Rachel and Donna are super close and have always bickered like this with one another but don’t let an outsider mess with either one of them or the other will reign down holy terror.  I just love them so much.

    Rachel hands me the ice bag “Here…I have a date later so I’m going to get a shower in a minute and get ready”

    “Oh…Still seeing the same guy?” I ask as Donna throws the shirt at me and strikes me in the face “Sorry!” She screams as she disappears back to her bedroom “Sure you are!” I yell at her and roll my eyes as I remove my blouse slowly

    Rachel leans against the kitchen counter “Yeah same one…We have been dating a couple of months.”

    I smirk at her.  “What’s his name again?”

    “Really?…You don’t remember?…You need to come around more.  It’s John by the way”

    “John who?” I ask because I honestly don’t remember as I slip the t shirt over my head and place the ice bag on my side.. Damn that’s definitely gonna leave a bruise 

    She rolls her eyes

    “Kleppinger”

    I gasp not meaning to but I know Rachel caught it…If they are getting serious I’m done for if it’s the Kleppinger family I’m thinking of.

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