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    Angels and Mortals: Chapter 13- War Wounds

     

    Barbie: ALEX MCCUTCHEON!!!!

     

    Alex: Oh God, yea my name sounds better when it’s not a screech.

     

    Barbie: OMG YOU”RE SO HOT!

     

    She started to cry.

     

    Alex: Hey, hey don’t cry have an umm, a pen or something.

     

    Alex handed her a ChicksLine pen. Her eyes bugged out and her jaw dropped.

     

    Barbie: You just gave me this pen. Alex McCutcheon just gave me this pen!

     

    Alex: Ugh, ya?

    Barbie: OH my God!

    Alex: I’m flattered, really but, The little girl behind you has been waiting patiently for two hours right now. So, if you want an autograph, just let me know.

     

    Barbie: Will you marry me?

     

    Alex smiled politely.

     

    Alex: Sorry, but you might wanna check with my wife on that one.

     

    Alex held up her right hand which had the wedding band on her ring finger.

     

    Barbie: Get a divorce!

     

    Alex: Why don’t you step aside, and let the little girl get an autograph?

     

    Barbie: Get a divorce.

     

    The girl slammed her fists on the table. Alex looked over her shoulder.

     

    Alex: Security?

     

    Two huge men stepped forward and grabbed the girl by her arms. They picked her up, kicking and screaming. Alex smiled as she turned her attention in front of her, to the little girl. She was about 8 years old, with short blonde hair.

     

    Alex: Hey, what’s your name?

     

    Jasmine: Jasmine.

     

    Alex: Hey Jasmine, how are you? I’m Alex.

     

    Alex held out her hand and the little girl smiled wide and shook it.

     

    Jasmine: I’m fine.

     

    Alex: Good, Would you like an autograph?

     

    The girl nodded, and Alex pulled out a ChicksLine basketball, as she started to autograph it.

     

    Alex: What do you want to be when you grow up?

     

    Alice was walking towards the autograph table when she saw Alex talking with a little girl. It made her heart swell as she watched her wife bring out a shy smile from the little being, as a huge one was plastered on her own face.

     

    Jasmine: I wanna be a firewoman!

     

    Alex: Alright, you got a strong arm? You’ll need a strong arm if you’re gonna carry around that hose.

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    1. Awesome stuff, i always check back to see if you have updated.Great chapter…. loved it Alice and Alex are soo cute together… :O) Looking forward to more.

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