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    The Set Up (1)

    Stepping into the big, intimidating gallery, Angelica held onto the straps of her fashionable backpack and walked into around until she saw a desk. She was slightly short for the height of the tall marble counter, but she cleared her throat and introduced herself.

    “Hi.”

    The man looked out and then shook his head before returning to the page in his hands. He looked busy, but Angelica insisted again.

    “I said hi.”

    Suddenly, he looked to the voice, and realized that a child stood before him. He quirked his brows with the slightest smile. “Uh … yes? What can I do for you?”

    “I’m here to meet with Ms Porter.” Angelica was nervous, but it didn’t show. She just held on tighter to the straps under her arms, and fixed her eyes on the man’s desk. “I have an appointment.”

    “I’ll … go get her,” the man mumbled, getting up from his chair and walking around to smile at her again before knocking on the door at his side. When he was met with approval, he opened the door. Angelica tried not to listen in, but it was inevitable. She just stood still and bit her lip.

    “Bette … there’s someone out here to meet you.”

    “Let ‘em in,” Bette answered, even her voice muddled with busyness. Angelica smiled at how Bette reminded her of her mother. “What? Why are you looking at me like that? … James, spit it out.”

    Angelica leaned down to hopefully catch a glimpse of Bette past James as he motioned her in, lifting his arms as he passed when Bette shot him a look. He smiled and left as Angelica cleared her throat again, staring up at Bette. “Hi.”

    Bette arched a brow with confusion, walking over to look out the door. “Are … you lost?”

    “Are you Bette?” She could see that it was, but her nerves wouldn’t trust her own recognition.

    Bette crossed her arms out of amusement, leaning back on her desk. “Yes.”

    “I’m your appointment.”

    Laughing for a moment, Bette focused more readily on Angelica, and saw the determination there. “You do know that I can’t sell you a ten thousand dollar print set, right? You’re slightly … under-aged, I’m sorry.” And as condescending as Bette’s voice appeared, Angelica quickly took a liking to her. This woman was talented, intelligent, and her smile was friendly.

    Comments

    1. OMG… i loved this… angee sounds like a hand full… was hopong bette would of called before tina fell asleep… who knows she may come over for breakfast… its sunday morning… again i loved it… pps

    2. Oh how very interesting and different thank you so much GR your stories are always welcomed by me especially if they include Lady Christina, hahaha

    3. Wow! what a great story! I can’t believe I have not read it! or just don’t remember it. :D Now for sure I’m going to read at the end, because I’m very interested in this story!

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