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Chapter two: The new regime
Everything was going according to plan. Fosters first annual Valentines Day ball had been a success. Even Frankie had a date.
But of course, the real purpose of the ball wasnt to improve her love life
Frankie looked out the window. The rain was coming down ever harder now. Not the kind of weather that Goo would send Mac out in.
Then came the phone call she was waiting for.
Ah, hello Goo. Why are you calling now, you left just a few minutes ag.Out of gas, really? Gosh, Im so sorry, I cant believe I forgot to check that. Tell you what, Ill hop on the bus and drive you homeuh huh, about three miles north of Fosters., got it. Dont go anywhereno, I guess youre not going anywhere in this weather, huh? Be right there.
Why didnt you tell them the bus broke down, like we agreed?
Because, grandma, it would seem a bit suspicious if I claimed that the bus broke down before I even had a chance to try and start it! Ill call them up again in ten minutes.
Oh yes, of course, silly me, Madame Foster giggled You are so clever, my dear.
I still cant believe I agreed to go along withhey, I usually keep these CDs in my car. Why are they here?
Frankie exchanged glances with Madame Foster, who smiled broadly.
You replaced them, didnt you?
Well, punk rock isnt very romantic, dear. Maxwell and Gunilla are going to need somemood music.
What the world needs now is love, sweet love
It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of
Burt Bacharach, Barry White, Astrud Gilberto, Sade.I Continue reading