Not a Great Day
Copyright© 2020 by Lapi
Chapter 3
Still in my car, she pointed. “Mom’s” Then pointed right, “Dads; Take your pick Master.” Now she was holding her hand up to her face and giggling. I liked this girl, she would fit right in.
I used my advanced selection method, the one I always used to pick investments.
“Einee, meenie, minie ... There that one.”
“No theirs are the big ones just behind the one you pointed at!”
“I know that! I was just ... you know ... just wanted to see if you knew...”
“Ah, they were my Mom and Dad. I remember where they lived dummy; although they have been married several times now; that is why Grandpa left a trust for just me, not them. Until I am 25 sort of on a budget, hence you get a slave. Neat deal, huh? I’ll warn you if either of them try to have you invest in ‘a great opportunity’, run.”
I began to think when brains were passed out, Holly got into line several times. Once inside, I was certain of it.
“Well, slave, that was interesting, worthless but interesting. You should have just told me they were like that! Ice cream, then home Jamie, Chop Chop!”
Thinking! “New plan, camping in Central park or suite at the Park Plaza?”
I handed her my cell again. Now she tossed me the key. “Ice cream, you drive, it is not safe for your slave to do both, I’ll call, you pay!”
I had to say it, finally a worthy opponent! “Yes Dear!”
My torture was not fated to end. “Would the Baron desire The Royal Suite at $30,000 a night or a bit less with the Eloise Suite at $995. You won’t get use of the helicopter or the live in companions, you’ll have to be satisfied with only me and Leslie!”
Yeah! Pure torture. She had to be taking lessons from Melody. “Nothing better Ehh? Well just get something until you get off your posterior and decorate the apartment already! I may just have to get ... I mean go and find out what ‘White Tie’ means.”
On the phone. “Yes, yes is that the monthly or 6 month rate?” As she was snapping her fingers and holding out her hand. “What” I said. ‘CARD’ she mouthed. I handed her the AMEX glad I had not left home without it.
“Yes, xxx yyy zzz j exp ss wwww. Dark Blue, Mercedes license dddvvv66 from New York. Lord Chatsworth, Baron of Devonshire. Yes we may need the whirlly machine(Now she has an accent) Yes, please advise us if the $40,000 suite becomes available.” I now hated this girl. By the look she gave me I just knew she was enjoying my torture and definitely was more expensive to have around than Melody.
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