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    When I Grow Up – (Chapter: Chapter 4)

    Before they could she said, “We can go home.” She tried to look sad, waited to hear a few groans and curses before she looked up beaming. “I promised Dylan he could come tomorrow. And well the show helped with that. Let’s tell him the good news. I’m going to sing for the show’s judges first thing tomorrow morning.” And then she was engulfed in an overpowering group hug.

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    When she got home Dylan came running up to the car. “Mommy, Mommy what happened? Are you going to LA? You gonna be on TV again?”

    “I don’t know yet honey. I’ve got to go sing for the judges tomorrow.” Spencer said waiting for her son’s reaction before she reminded him of what this meant.

    “Oh.” Her son’s brow furrowed trying to remember what she said about tomorrow. “WAIT that means Grandma and I can come right? Right? Did I remember right Mommy?”

    “Yes sweetie you remembered right. Now go pack, you are staying with Aunt Kyla tonight. Then Grandma and I will get you in the morning okay?”

    “Yeah, “ Dylan smiled saying, “Grandma has poker and you have a date right?”

    “How do you know that?” Spencer said surprised.

    “Grandma told me while we were at the zoo.”

    “Did she now?” Spencer said eyeing her mother. “Alright buddy go get ready.” She watched her son run into the house wondering why his only speeds were super fast and sleep. She turned to Paula and said, “I told you I didn’t want him knowing about my dinner with Ashley.”

    “Yeah sorry about that one. IT just sort of slipped out. But what was I supposed to say when he asked why he was staying at Kyla’s? He thought you two were staying in tonight.”

    “Fair enough. Aren’t we a pair. You going to play poker, me going out to dinner with a woman I net at a bar and of course me trying to be a rock star too. And we’re handing off my five year old to a bar owner who lives right next to the bar.”

    “Yeah I’m gland we both kind of have a life and trustworthy people to watch that wonderful boy. Honey Dylan is a healthy and happy child. You can’t ask for much more.”

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