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    The Christmas Gift

                “God, thank you Maggie, I don’t know what I would do without you” she hugged her.

    And that’s it. This was her typical day. Going to work, coming back home, having dinner with her daughter and as you may see, sometimes she got the privilege to enjoy some of Maggie’s tasty dishes. It was not too much, but that was her life. And she loved it.

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    …Well, maybe not everyone is nicer at Christmas time

                Another day was starting and the blonde was on her way to the mall. She would’ve liked to spend the day at home with her daughter but the bills did not pay by themselves. It was a busy day, as always. And today, the director was visiting the center. She’d never been able to see her. Since she’d been working there for a short time. She just knew her name: Bette Porter. She heard a lot of things about her. Several of them weren’t really good. People usually said she was a fucking bitch – that’s how they called her that morning. But she would’ve preferred to wait and see it with her own eyes. She didn’t like to judge without first learning the truth about someone. The only thing she knew, was that she was the director and owner of a large number of centers in the USA, the Maxx Shopping Centers chain. This one she worked at, was one of the smallest; it was huge, so you can imagine how big the others were.

                “Hi, Tina” Dana greeted her. She was the closest of her colleagues. They, usually, shared a cup of coffee and talk. They were not as close as best friends are, but it was okay.

                “Morning, Dana! So, today is the day, huh?”

                “Yes! The vixen is going to come here.”

    She had to laugh at that comment, “Is she really that bad?”

    She didn’t reply, she just made a face that says ‘You have no idea’ and walked away. She snorted and wore her saleswoman uniform she brought with her in her bag. She was ready for another day full of receipts, gift cards, wrapping paper and tours around the shelves – God, have mercy!

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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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