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    Prodigal Chapter 8

                Tears had welled in Carolines eyes and the whole table was staring silently at the sisters.  You told Nana that you did it, Caroline said.  She knew it was me.  She had told me to stop running about fifty times but you insisted that you had done it.  You were trying to get out of my way and you knocked it over.

                Tina nodded.  I felt like I should do something for you.  I hadnt been there for you really at all since I left for college.

                I never forgot that.  It was one of those moments that let me know you cared.  You were so cool and so  I dont know, nineteen, Carrie smiled, wiping her eyes.  I worshiped you.

                I meant to tell a funny story, Tina explained, sniffling.  She stood up.  Caroline knew her intention and met her halfway around the table.  They hugged tightly.

                Kit lifted her glass from the table and offered a toast.  To sisters, she said as her other hand rested on Bettes arm.  Everyone else raised their glasses and joined in.

                Its a tough bond to break, Bette commented, looking at Kit. 

                Amen to that, Kit answered.

                Hey, Caroline, Alice interjected after they sat down again, doing her job better than she had recently and lightening the mood.  I hear youre refusing interviews left and right.

                Carrie looked at Alice and shrugged.  Yeah, I guess.  I dont know.  I havent granted one yet.  Why?

                Because youre going to be all over the tabloids for hangin out in ***** town, Alice answered.  Youre going to be like the literary Marcia Cross.

                Carrie laughed out loud, while her sister looked shocked and worried.  If their parents saw that  I know! Carrie exclaimed.  They give me more credit for being cool than I deserve.  She waited for the laughter to subside.  How do you know all this Alice?

                I work for LA Magazine.  Theyve been leaving hourly messages with your publisher, Alice explained.

                Do you write for them? Carrie asked.

                Yes, Dana interjected, sensing Carries direction.  Yes she does.  She has a radio show too.

                Alice looked over at Dana, surprised.  Dana smiled weakly at her, an apology.

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    1. Jenny i am adding as one of my favorite author.Your story is wonderful and fresh.Please update just 1 more time tonight because I won’t have my access to my computer for 2 weeks.

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