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    The Christmas Gift

                “Yeah, yeah, you’re right” Bette said, huffing and puffing. The woman was clearly nervous, “God this is going to be so fucked up, I am sure about that!”

                “No, it’s not. You’ll see everything will end just greatly”

                “I really hope so” she said absentmindedly, “Um, so, you were saying?”

                “Oh yeah, I was thinking about telling her about the places in which we should start building other centers. If we let her be at the helm maybe she will be happier to help us”

                “Uh-uh, right. And what about the financing? Are you sure the amount is exact? That’s a lot of money”

                “I am, my friend. She’s been crystal clear when she told me about it”

                In the meantime Tina and Angelica spent the last day in their apartment since the blonde woman had something to care about. They spoke about the ‘little-recital’ with Maggie and the old woman couldn’t help but feel a little concerned about the whole story, but didn’t push things further. She decided to support Tina and just gave her some advice.

                “Honey, are you sure this is a good thing?” Maggie asked.

                “Yeah, I mean it won’t kill anyone, right? It’s just a little white lie and plus they’re going to pay me. I usually am not that kind of woman that give money such credit, but my boss is a real a-s-s and well, I want to make her pay – literally -” she smirked.

    The old woman had to chuckle at that. She loved Tina’s enthusiasm, she always put her whole self in anything she was going to do. But, sometimes, being too much impulsive could carry a lot of troubles. “Alright, just be careful, okay?”

                “I will, I promise!” Tina smiled and hugged her dear friend.

                “Mommy” Angie entered the kitchen.

                “What baby?”

                “Um, I was thinking… I mean, Mrs. Porter told us that, that woman was going to be with us during the whole Christmas holidays and well, I noticed that her house looks like everything but Christmas-proof”

                “Sweetie, you’re completely right. I didn’t think about that. Let’s go to her house and let’s see what we can do, shall we?” the mother suggested. She couldn’t believe how smart her daughter was.

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    1. Finally finished reading and a promise is a promise. Like I told you when we twitted, I’ve been following you for sometime. I’ve always liked your writing style. You have been one of my favorites. Your writing’s awesome and your stories make me feel right there w/ your characters. you have made me cringe with your teasing when it seems to be the end of our gals relationships! Then….bam!..you get them together. What a effing tease you are BetteOPorter! love it…keep us guessing and reaching for the Kleenex…don’t stop writing…glad you liked my ‘gift’ via utube.~~keep up your great work BOP!!!…..kingg(as you can see, this gal is an Elvis freak!)

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