I was trudging back home through the heat, wishing I’d chosen to wear shorts. I noticed a moving van; three burly men in overalls were hauling boxes...in and out of the house attached to ours. The gardens were separated by a hedge. I hurried inside and up the stairs to the spare bedroom at the front of the house. All I could see boxes moving back and forth across my vision. Then the new owner of the house next door strode out of the drive. My jaw dropped, she was incredible. She had soft, gentle. Dare." Helen raised a warning finger, but her face bore a smile."Oh, you're dead," Charlotte's face took on a sinister aspect. "Remember that cute little outfit you packed?" No fair! We agreed that no clothes come off." They aren't coming off. You're just changing outfits... in the back room." You are such a bitch." Helen groaned, moving to her backpack "I'll get you for this." Promises, promises." Charlotte giggled.Helen grabbed her backpack and disappeared through the back door. With nothing. I made a new friend and as I tell this to you in my middle-age, we are still good friends and call each other often. I told her that I could get her a job at the lab doing what I did for more pay plus all the benefits that went with it."Why are you so good to me?" Martina asked."Isn't life too short to hold grudges?" I wiped the tears from her eyes with my hanky."I've never wanted to hate you," she confessed. "I said all those mean things to you because I was so insecure myself. I was just. It did cross his mind that she might be thinking of filing a sexual harassment case against him or something. There was coffee and Danish on the desk and he insisted that she have some and as the sipped and munched they developed quite a friendly rapport.When she’d eaten the last morsel of her Danish and wiped the crumbs from her face she handed him a birthday card from her daughter.“And,” she smiled, getting up and dropping her skirt to the floor,“There’s the matter of the gift.”Mr. Campbell.
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