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    The Promise

    Shane: Lets get this over with.

    Lara and Shane walked out into the fitting area to see Jenny and Marina standing on a little platform kissing, while Jennys pants were being adjusted by a young lady and an old man. Dash sat in a chair with her own white tuxedo on.

    Lara: Aww…shes so adorable.

    Shane looked over to see Dash in a DaVinci tuxedo. It had a long single breasted jacket that went down past her knees (think Trinity from the Matrix but in all white) and she wore an gangster fedora pulled down over her eyes to top it all off. Shane couldnt help but smile as she climbed up on the next platform while the old man moved over and adjusted her pants.

    James strutted around the room in his tails and top hat swinging his cane like a dandy.

    Jenny: James…you look like Jimminy Cricket.

    Everyone burst out laughing, except for Shane, who sat in her chair sulking. Marina watched her as she stood with her arms wrapped around Jenny from behind. She decided to leave the young Casanova to her own devices, knowing that the blowout from earlier was weighting heavily on her mind.

    Marina: Now I wish I didnt have to run the caf tomorrow….I want to play dress up and be a ghost from the past.

    Lara: Im starting to get really nervous…theres too much white, I dont want to get this beautiful coat dirty…I mean Ive been practicing with the knives, but Cantonese gets messy.

    Shane: Youll be fine.

    Shane made her statement matter-of-factly. She stood up and swung her coat casually over one shoulder and leaned against the wall. She looked up on the shelf and grabbed the Pinched Front Godfather fedora and placed it on her head, pulling the front down over her eyes. Leaning casually against the was she looked like a mysterious gangster plotting his next move.

    Marina: Shane I swear the less you try the more beautiful you get…How are you so damn handsome when you are miserable…

    Shane shrugged and lowered her head. Lara looked over shook her head. Shane looked every bit the part of Michael Jackson in Moonwalker and she laughed out loud at the thought of Shane moonwalking around the room.

    Comments

    1. Well Shane is have a hard day and evrything is driving her crazy and hope she will going through. Great chapter and can’t wait to see what surprise Bette plan for Tina in tomorrow. Please post soon, thank you!

    2. poor shane can anything ever break her way? van needs a good butt kicking. i’m glad he’s not my doctor with an attitude like his. thanks for posting . looking forward to your next posting when you are ready.its worth the wait.

    3. I absolutley loved this chapter, you are so talented. Love the interactions between all the characters and the build up, too.

      And moi jealous? ~winks and shimmies on out~

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