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whisper, “Um, what?” My face
must show my confusion because she keeps talking.
She sternly asks, “You eatin’ those cupcakes behind my
back?” Oh! I feel a bubble of laughter rise in throat. I chuckle and
say, “If you do me this favor, I’ll save you a couple.”
She smiles and responds, “Deal. You know where the mirror is,
sugar.”
I quickly fix myself then explain to Molly about the movers.
Luckily, she didn’t have plans for the morning. Molly has one of my
spare keys; she normally feeds and watches Bear for me when I’m out
of town hunting new suppliers for Safira.
I pack six of the cupcakes into a container, give Molly a big hug
and make my way to my car.
I love my car. It’s a convertible.
A 1975 VW Yellow Super Beetle. The girls call it my Dung
Beetle.
It’s slightly rusted and the leather top has holes in it so when it
rains I have to cover it with a tarp.
It has character. It’s my baby.
I approach the driver’s side door and jiggle the handle. I depress
the button.
Nothing happens.
I jiggle harder. Try the button again.
Still nothing.
I jiggle hard and knee the door. I hear it. Click . Bingo! I open the door, sit
down and place my cupcakes on the passenger side floor. I feel a
headache coming on. Mental note: take
some aspirin. I put the key in the
ignition and turn. Nothing happens.
My forehead falls forward between my hands onto the steering wheel
with a thump. Le
Sigh .
***
    So many
emails. I need to hire a secretary or
assistant to help me out. The White Rabbit has gotten so popular;
people want to hire it during the week for birthdays and special
occasions. And I’m all for that.
My sister Maria comes to help out on occasion. She works part time
as a receptionist so she’s great help when we need her and she
knows what she’s doing. She can work all the gadgets and is pretty
technology savvy. I’m thinking of asking her to become our
full-time secretary. If work keeps coming in the way it is, we’ll
need it. Ding! A window pops up on my
computer. It’s an instant messenger program I’ve never used. I
signed up for it when I got the computer, it automatically logs in
when the computer turns on but I haven’t added any friends.
“[email protected] has made a friend
request” Her name’s Valentina? That’s
kinda nice. I accept the friend
request and immediately a message comes through.

TheTomicBomb: Hey Friend!

I can’t help but chuckle at her messenger name.

Nik123: Hi. How are you?
TheTomicBomb: Great thanks. How r u?
Nik123: Busy. But Good.
TheTomicBomb: That’s good. Whatever u told ur “wife” seemed 2 work.
I haven’t seen her since.

Damn right. I cut Sissy loose. She was devastated and I don’t give
a shit. She’s spoiled and used to getting what she wants. She has
to learn she can’t pull that kinda shit and get away with it.

Nik123: I’m glad. If she gets the balls to come see you again, let
me know and I’ll fix her up.
TheTomicBomb: Eeek, that sounds a bit scary! I wouldn’t have the
“balls” 2 go against u :)
Nik123: That’s because you’re sweet. It’s not in your nature.
TheTomicBomb: Sweet?! I’m bad ass !!! One time I went 2 a museum
and didn’t even give the voluntary coin donation!

I burst into laughter. This girl is a total goof. I like
that.

Nik123: Oh hell, that is badass
TheTomicBomb: R u free 4lunch 2moro?!

I take a quick look at my schedule.

Nik123: Sorry Tina, tomorrow isn’t good. I’m meeting a potential
sponsor. How about the day after?
TheTomicBomb: Great. I’ll book u in. What kind of sponsor?
Nik123: I meet with companies who want to use The White Rabbit’s
name. They give me money to spend on the club. I put their names on
posters and events and add links to their websites from ours.
TheTomicBomb: Wow! But I thought u were doing really well, do u
need their money??!
Nik123: I like spending other people’s money rather than my own.
That way I get more profit.
TheTomicBomb: *Thinking face* this is true. How big is