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She figured a loving God would appreciate her reasoning and her
planned statement of : “Lord, you didn't give me enough information.”
If not, then she had decided that she would simply raise a bunch of hell,
in Hell. What could they do? Kick her out?” She laughed at her own
morbid joke and put away the pills noticing that the last two blue ones
were her old friend and enemy-Valium. There was a quiet knock, a pause
and in came her companion with a bottle of already opened wine.
“Oh, don't tell me you've been taking swigs on that straight from the
bottle?” she said.
“Hey, lady, you apparently have never seen the movie : Throwing
Mama from the Train, now have you? Better watch yourself. No, I did
not take swigs. I took one big swig, the singular. Sue me. I exceeded
expectations.” He put the bottle on the table and flopped down.
“God, this is living the high life in this private room. The window
view is glorious. Hey, where are the damn wine goblets? Geez, get with it
woman.”
“Well, what about you? Hello, I hear no damn music. Asleep at the
wheel again. I'm kicking you out in Banff. This isn't working.”
“Sorry, Miss Queen Bee. Damn, this is the worst job ever. You won't
have to kick me out in Banff. I'll jump.” A piano intro came on and a
husky female voice started singing, Walk on By. It made her
immediately think about a smoky piano bar somewhere.
“Good choice. You are forgiven. One of my all-time favorite tunes.
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