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    The Promise

    <b>Alice:</b> How!

    <b>Shane:</b> We have a basement….its an old house.

    Shane shrugged.

    <b>Shane:</b> Anyway as far as money goes, I have no problem…

    Dash walked in

    <b>Dash:</b> Hey Papa Joe’s here

    <b>Shane:</b> Don’t ever let him hear you say that.

    <b>Alice:</b> Where’s Van?

    Alice arched her head back and looked at Shane as she gave her a mindful look. Alice scrunched up her nose in response and pressed her ***** farther back against Shane’s groin,

    <b>Dash:</b> Uhm…he’s not here I guess.

    Shane untangled herself from Alice and turned back to the food.

    <b>Alice:</b> Baby, I’m sure he had something important to do.

    Alice pressed her forehead between Shane’s shoulderblades and placed her hands delicately on her broad shoulders.

    <b>Shane:</b> Whatever.

    Dash gave Alice her best “Oh ***** I’m getting the ***** out of here before Alice kicks her ***** too” face.

    <b>Alice:</b> Excuse me?!?

    Alice turned Shane back to face her.

    <b>Alice:</b> You don’t get to talk to me like that, I’m not come chick off the street Shane, I’m trying to help.

    Reality suddnely slapped Shane in the face and she verbally back peddled quickly.

    <b>Shane:</b> I’m sorry I shouldn’t take it out on you I’m just stressing cause…

    <b>Alice:</b> Cause what? Van didn’t show? ***** it, he’s got ***** to do and if he didn’t come cause he didn’t want to them ***** him.

    ::Ahem::

    Alice stopped and turned to see Father Joe standing in the middle of the kitchen wearing all black. His little white collar was just starring at Alice and telling her what a horrible abomination she was.

    <b>Alice:</b> I…uhm….er…

    Alice quickly attempted the sign of the cross and Shane groaned and covered her face after seeing her do it backwards and upside down. Father Joe pulled off his collar as he walked over.

    <b>Father Joe:</b> Sorry, I forget I’m in da habit sometimes. Jus act natural an do what ya want aye…we ain’t at da church now luv.

    <b>Alice:</b> Uhm…yeah, I guess you’re Father Joe…I didn’t know you were a priest we met last week and …uhm yeah sorry… about that whole scene thing…

    <b>Father Joe:</b> Dat I am…now What fer supper…I’m starvin

    <b>Alice:</b> Good cause Shane and Dash made enough …uhm Paella to feed an army.

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    1. just stopping to say glad you are back I lost hope for this story and then here you are. I haven’t read it yet i printed it and will read tonight or on my way to work tomorrow.Thanks

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