“I’ve been commanded, more or less, to attend a party at Senator James’ next weekend. He offered up his son for my escort.”
“That is disgusting.” Angela grimaced. She glanced down at her menu. “I think I’ll have a salad, too, but only if you split a basket of fries with me.”
“Deal.” At that opportune moment, the waiter arrived and took our orders. After he left, Angela dropped the $64,000 question.
“So, if you’re not going with the senator’s son, who are you going to take with you?” I sighed. It’s not like I had much choice.
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My Twitter capabilities are virtually non-existent, or very broken. What little I could discern from said site was a tweet about a teaser. :) (If I knew how to use it, I probably could've posted this there.)
ReplyDeleteWho will she take I wonder! Looking forward to reading it, especially after where chapter 10 left off!
I confess to being twitter-disabled. I figure if I keep doing it, it will eventually make sense!
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