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Educating Danielle By Karen E. Lea Part Seven Chapter Thirty Four Friday morning dawned clear and bright, after a light breakfast, I met the girls out at Laura's car and took them to the hair salon for their appointment. We walked in to a deserted reception area, I was about to ring the bell, when a flamboyant guy came out and in a French accent, "Madame, Mademoiselle, welcome to Pierre's' trained in Paris, how can I be of ze assistance." "Knock it off Trev, they're with me." He looked at me in horror, and then grinned, "Stone the crows lock up the silver, Jeff Williams is on the premises. How are you mate?" he said, the French accent gone. "Still got it I see?" "Of course. Keeps the wolves from the door." "This is my girlfriend Laura and her daughter Danielle, big wedding tomorrow, hair and nails." "It'll be a pleasure." "I'll be back in a couple of hours." I said heading for the door. *** Trevor led the girls out in to the salon. "Natalie, Leanne, would you wash these girls hair, please." They were led over to the sinks, seated and caped, and their heads gently pulled backwards over the sinks. Natalie took the hose and gently started to wet Danielle's hair, then shampooed and conditioned. When Natalie finished washing, she helped Danielle up and they walked over to a vacant chair, seating her front of the mirror. Pierre tripped over to where Danielle was seated, "Mademoiselle. You have ze lovely hair, but much too short for a beautiful femme." "Merci." Danielle answered. "I'm sorry, you say something." "No. Carry on." "Thank you. Natalie, I think we layer it back from ze face like so..." he gestured with his hands, "Then we have ze left part like so. We have just enough ze hair, how you say, to pull it off." Natalie nodded her head in agreement. Natalie set to work, while Pierre moved on to Laura. She brushed Danielle's hair till it was tangle free, then methodically sectioned the hair and clipped to the top of her head, cutting and layering as she went. Thirty minutes later she started to blow dry her hair. *** Back at the house, I showered and started the process to become Karen. Daytime make up, glued my breast forms to my chest then blended the edges with foundation. Next my waist clincher, then the panty hose and padded panty. My favourite black bra supported the breast forms nicely with a hint of cleavage. An above the knee denim skirt with a three quarter black sleeved knitted top and black sandals with a three inch heel. After adding jewellery and perfume, I checked my handbag and purse for cash and credit cards. Pulling out a suitcase, I started packing for the weekend. Making sure I had enough changes, and then fetched my formal black dress, matching shoes and handbag. About to shut the suitcase, I decided to put in boys clothes, just in case. Finally zipping up the suitcase, I put it in the hall. Going in to Danielle's room, she had all her clothes on the bed ready, but not packed. It suddenly struck me, if they had never had a holiday; they probably never owned a suitcase. I fetched two spare suitcases from the garage, and then glanced at my watch. Two and quarter hours had passed since I had dropped them off, time to head back. Putting my wig on and grabbing my handbag, I headed back to the salon. Walking in to the salon's tiled entrance, heels clicking on the floor, Pierre greeted me, "Can I help you Madame...Madame Karen, how nice to see you again." We air kissed. "Are my girls ready?" "But a moment, please, come, coffee?" Black, sugar. Thanks." He gave instructions to a junior, who quickly presented me with a cup. We talked while I sipped the coffee. Pierre's name was called and he excused himself, to attend to the summons. Finishing the coffee, I put the empty cup and saucer on a nearby table, Pierre returned, "I could not find the two women left by Jeff, but would these two be suitable in their place." Laura and Danielle stepped from the inner room. They certainly didn't look like the two girls I left here. Laura's hair was more shaped down her back, with a wave flicked through her fringe, her extended fingernails painted a light pink. Daniel had gone from a middle part to a left part and it reminded me of someone. She must have seen my puzzled look, "Vivian from 'Legally Blonde'" "Of course." we had watched the DVD a couple of nights ago. Her nails had been shaped and painted a plum colour, her eyebrows had been thinned. "I hope you can go to school on Monday." "Hopefully." she answered. "I should have stayed and supervised." I said with a pout. Turning to Pierre, "They're lovely, but we may be back Monday for short, back and sides." Pierre looked perplexed and had a 'but why' on his lips and I whispered in his ear the reason. "You're joking." he said forgetting his accent. "Nope. But our secret, okay." I paid the bill and we all thanked Pierre and we walked out to the car. We settled in to the car, putting on our seatbelts, I turned to Daniel, "I hope that pulls back in to a ponytail, young MAN." "Yes Aunt Karen." "Wasn't that a bit dangerous telling Pierre about Daniel?" Laura said. "No, not really, he's like me, that's how I met him, she's called Peta." "Ohh." "I spoke French to him, but I don't think he understood." "The closest he's been to France is to read a book about it. But he makes very good money putting on a show and a good hairdresser." We quickly drove home and the girls went to pack their suitcases. I packed my vanity case with cosmetics and toiletries, and then put it in the Rover with my suitcase. Checking my watch, I headed for Danielle's room. She was getting dressed. White mid thigh white skirt and floral blouse, her white panties clearly showing through the skirt. "You're really comfortable with this aren't you?" "I guess." "I'm sorry for admonishing you, but I get really worried about school and someone picking up on you." "I know. I crossed the boundary a bit." She said slipping her feet in to her four inch white sandals. "God you look good." "Thank you Aunt Karen, you look good as a blonde." "Thank you. Don't forget, I'm mum for the weekend." "Sorry. Yes. This is way cool, I've got two mums, one dad and an aunt." She said closing her suitcase. I carried her suitcase to the car, checked the makeup boxes, which I kept in the Rover, just in case. I then went and fetched Laura's suitcase. Chapter Thirty Five Ten minutes later we were heading for Bowral, a small town in the southern highlands. On the way, Danielle told us about Greg at school, the day before. Daniel was studying in the library at lunchtime, when Greg and a friend came in and sat near him. His friend asked him, how he was going to find the girl from last Saturday. He lamented that he didn't know, it's a pity I didn't knock that blokes head off. The girl and her family vanished in to thin air. After they surmised who she was and what her age was, his friend asked what her name was again. Danielle was the reply. Danielle said she was afraid to breathe, they were talking about him. Daniel stared at the same line in the book and didn't breathe. Then Greg said, I'm going to find her and get in to her pants if it's the last thing I do. At this point, Daniel went in to a coughing fit. The two boys stared at him as he gathered his books together and fled the library, but not before Greg stared at him. "I'm laughing now, but I wasn't then." We grabbed a coffee and sandwich in Bowral. Before we went looking for our motel, we walked around, window shopping. We went into a couple of clothes shops, then at a small jewellers shop window we saw the most beautiful ring. We dragged Laura inside for a look, protesting all the way. "Madame's, mademoiselle." The jeweller greeted us. Danielle returned his greeting in French, which started the little jeweller on a monologue, after sixty seconds, he came up for breath. "I'm terribly sorry, I'm only a beginner, and I missed that." "Welcome to my shop, what can I do for you." He said politely in English." We pointed to the ring in the window, which he retrieved and placed on the counter for our perusal. We oohed and ahhed, finally convincing Laura to try it on. It was very close to a perfect fit. Asking the price, Laura couldn't get the ring off fast enough. "I don't think Jeff would like it." "I think he would." I said winking. "I think he would too." Danielle said. Promising to talk to her boyfriend, we left the shop. Unfortunately, dressed as I was I couldn't push the issue in front of the jeweller. Climbing in to the Rover, Laura said she wasn't comfortable wearing twenty eight thousand dollars on a finger. "Did you like the ring?" "It's the most beautiful ring I have ever seen." "Well let's go back and get it." "No. Let me think about it." "Okay. Only for sixty seconds." "Does this mean you are asking me to marry you?" "I guess so." "Yeeesss." Danielle pumped the air. "I haven't said yes yet." "Motheerr." While we had been talking, I had been driving towards the motel I had booked. I pulled up under the portico, the tyres crunching on the gravel drive. Entering the office, we introduced our selves to the woman behind the counter. "Ah yes...Williams. I'm really sorry, but the room was double booked, I meant to ring. The room I have in mind is just as nice, but doesn't have the separate bedroom." I sighed. "Do you have an extra room?" No. Sorry all booked out." "We'll make do." Laura offered. "I'm sorry, the woman who had booked was very tiresome and threatened to make trouble if she didn't get the room." "Okay, we'll take it." We did the paperwork. "I'll get my husband to take your bags to the room." We accepted the offer; after all we were three defenceless women. We needed all the help we could get. The husband carried our bags to the room, although the second trip just about did him in. We thanked him and took our surroundings in. The room was large and spacious, nicely furnished with a queen sized bed, double bed, a lounge in the corner and a small dining setting for four. Laura stood staring at the beds. "If Danielle and you take the big bed and I take the smaller bed..." "That's fine." I said. "No it's not." Danielle said as she swivelled from the window, "I think Laura and Karen in the big bed and I'll take the smaller one." Laura gave Danielle a questioning look. "Mother. I know Jeff and you have done it." "Done what?" "Mum. You know the night of the coach trip. 'Jeff please don't stop, please don't stop'. I'm not deaf." "You weren't asleep?" "Well duh. Noooo. How could anyone sleep through that racket?" Laura blushed. Danielle hugged her, "I love you mum. I'm so glad you found Jeff and Karen." "I'm sorry honey, I thought we could talk about this first, you know...discuss it properly." "I have one request." "What's that?" "Can I be a bridesmaid?" "Yes, yes." Laura said bursting in to tears. Chapter Thirty Six We unpacked our bags, hanging up our dresses in the wardrobe. Laura wanted to lie down. I needed to paint my nails. Danielle offered to do them for me. Kicking off my sandals, she did my toenails as well. Laura napped on the bed. "Karen?" "Mmmm." "I saw an outfit in town I would like to try on. Would you drive me in?" "Okay." I said putting my shoes back on. Danielle left a note for Laura and we headed for the Rover. Finally I found a parking spot and standing on the footpath. "Well?" I asked. "This way I think. But I get really confused, really easy." "Darling, you don't do bimbo well, like you know." Danielle giggled. "The ring?" "That's cool. How did you guess?" she said putting her index finger to her bottom lip. "Well duh." We giggled uncontrollably. Walking back in to the jewellers, the man recognised us. "Madame, mademoiselle." "Bon jour. We would like another look at the ring, please." "Certainly." He removed the ring from the window and we once again admired it. "Do you have a matching wedding band?" I asked. "Most assuredly." He said going to a draw and pulling a small box from it, produced a lovely wedding band. After a bit of haggling on price and the Amex docket signed, we once again back on the street. "Don't go bimbo on me again, but we better go back with clothes." "I did see something." "Can you remember where or is that like I dunno." Danielle smiled and led me down the street to a small clothes boutique. The outfit was lovely, a white scoop neck leotard, black pencil skirt and red cardigan with a single button at the top. As usual Danielle looked terrific in it and I bought it for her, although she wanted to pay for it herself. By now it was nearly five and we headed back to the motel. We woke Laura and showed her the new purchases. "How much did that cost?" "Um...two hundred and fifty dollars." Danielle said sheepishly. "I hope you used your money." "Um...no." "It's okay." I said. "It's not okay, you can't keep buying things for us." "Why not?" "Money doesn't worry you, you just spend." "Well I like to make you two happy. I think it's time Danielle." She picked up another parcel and took it in to the bathroom. "What are you two up to? Planning and scheming as always." "Yes. We are very good at it don't you think." "Hmmm." She said looking at me sideways. Meanwhile, Danielle sounded like she was fighting an elephant in the bathroom. "What is she doing?" "You okay?" I called out. "Like no...I'm...Oh god, I nearly did a nail...Aunt Karen, I mean mum. Help." Sashaying to the bathroom, "What are you doing?" I whispered. "Like this bottle of champagne won't cooperate, I've chipped a nail, nearly ripped this one off..." "Poor darling. I'll tell it to get with the program." She hadn't even got the foil top off. "I bet Daniel would have a done better job." "He probably would have, but he doesn't have these nails either." She said poking her tongue out. I removed the foil and wire with a flourish. "Tah dah." "Smarty." "Nice way to talk to your mum." I went back to Laura and guided her to the lounge. I took her hands in mine, "I never thought would ever do this as Karen, but here goes, Laura will you marry me?" I took the rings from my handbag and sat the little boxes on the coffee table, just as the cork left the bottle. We heard a "Yay at last." "Yes." Laura answered. I took the engagement ring and put it on her finger. We kissed, our lipstick smearing. Danielle poured some wine in to some glasses she had found. We toasted ourselves and kissed again. Danielle cuddled in to Laura as they admired the ring. "It's beautiful, but I'm so nervous having so much money on one finger." Laura said. We discussed the future and decided they would move in Sunday night, soon as we get home. "You'll have to bear with me; I've been a bachelorette for a long time." I said. "I'm sure we'll manage." Laura answered. Chapter Thirty Seven We decided to have a simple dinner in the motel restaurant, and then maybe head down to the tavern nearby. We set about changing; I put pantyhose on, high heeled boots and a red turtle neck sweater. Redid my makeup for night and waited for the other two. Danielle put on stretch jeans, four inch ankle boots and her black stretch sweater. Laura was dressed similar and for all intents and purposes, looked like sisters. Grabbing our jackets, we headed for the restaurant. After our meal, we ambled down to the tavern. It was quite crowded, but finally found a table for three in the back corner. We bought drinks and took in our surroundings. A sign over the bar announced Line Dancing that evening. There were a lot more girls than guys. There was table of eight girls nearby having a good time. One of the girls stood up, who was in the vicinity of six foot and approached our table, "Hi, I'm Jackie, you can't sit here by yourselves, please come and join us." I stood up, she was tall, I was five eleven in heels and she had two or three inches on me. "Hi I'm Karen, this is Laura and Danielle, we wouldn't like to impose, but thank you." "Don't be silly, the more the merrier." She started to give directions, so our table could be joined to their group. "Everybody, this is Karen, Lauren, no sorry, Laura and Danielle." Jackie took a deep breath, "And this is Kate, Kerry, Emma, Sandy, Tanya, Kim, Nikki. We are a netball team out for the night." "Let me guess, goal scorer." I said. "What gave me away?" She said with a grin. We all nodded hello to everybody, and I bought a round of drinks. We all started to chat. The girls asked where we were from, what were we doing in Bowral. Laura explained that we were down from Sydney for her niece's wedding tomorrow. The girl introduced as Tanya, let out a "My God." "You're Laura Marsden, Aunt Laura...but...mum said..." "You're Sharon's youngest?" Laura said as she stood up and walked around to her. "Yes." she said hugging Laura. "You are so beautiful." "Thank you. You're not so bad yourself." "Thanks. I shouldn't say this, but mum said you were overweight and not very attractive." "That's nice of her, considering she hasn't seen me in sixteen years." "Don't you have a son?" "My fianc? had a special job come up and Daniel went with him. Jeff's sister Karen and her daughter came instead." Laura explained. "You're engaged?" "Yes." She said showing her the ring. "Oh my god, that is so beautiful...I know, that's the one from the little French jeweller in town, just every body's been admiring that." All the girls' were craning their necks for a look. Lots of oohs and ahhs ensued. "How did you buy the ring, if your boyfriend isn't here? What if doesn't like it?" Emma asked innocently. "We rang him on his mobile and he said get it. So I put it on my Amex." I said. "I wish my boyfriend was as easy going as that." Jackie lamented. From there, we talked about boyfriends, work, and music, everybody having a view on each subject. The music started for the line dancing and all the girls jumped and headed for the dance floor. Tanya grabbed Danielle. "I don't know how." "It's easy." Tanya replied, dragging Danielle. Within a couple of minutes, Danielle had the hang of it and was dancing like the rest of them. We sipped our drinks and watched. "Do you believe what my sister has told her kids?" "Are you surprised?" "In a way I'm not, just disappointed." We ordered drinks for the table from the waitress, when they came, Laura wanted to pay for them, and I said I would. She leant over and whispered, "If you don't let me pay for these drinks, I will call you Jeffrey in front of every body for the rest of the night." "You wouldn't." "Try me." She said paying the waitress. The girls came bounding back. "That was way cool mum." Danielle said. "That's nice honey." Laura and I said in unison, then realising our mistake, glanced at each other. I don't think anyone else picked up on it. The talk drifted around the table about this and that. Jackie asked had anyone had any success in getting a sponsor. There was unanimous no. Jackie turned and explained they were looking for a sponsor to help pay for uniforms and trophies. "Wouldn't know anybody that would be interested?" "Not offhand." I replied. Tanya asked Danielle, "So what's my cousin Daniel like?" "He's kinda cute for a sixteen year old." "Is Margaret ready for tomorrow?" I asked, trying to take the conversation off Danielle. "God. No. Mums like screwed so many things up, she's been in tears most of the week." "How come?" "Every time mum tries to shortcut, she just makes every thing more expensive. Margaret had to cancel their honeymoon because of a blow out in expenses. Dad's tried to help, but he's not made of money." "What's she screwed up?" Danielle asked. "It would be easier to tell you what she hasn't done." Tanya replied. We all laughed. "It would be funny if Margaret wasn't so upset, but mum likes to interfere." Before anything else could be said, the music started for more dancing. Laura and I decided to have a go ourselves and followed the others down to the dance floor. After three songs, my feet said enough. I wasn't used to dancing, let alone in four-inch heels. The girls drifted back to the table for more drinks and gossip. About ten thirty, Jackie said, "Okay girls, game tomorrow. Time for bed." Jackie invited us to watch the game the next day. Which we accepted. She gave me directions to follow and told us she would see us at ten. Tanya invited us in for a drink before the church tomorrow. They were getting ready at the motel where we were staying as they lived a fair way out of town. Emma asked Danielle if she would like to go on a walk in the morning before breakfast. Danielle acknowledged and was told, "Pick you up at seven." We said our goodbyes and walked back to the motel. Danielle was very animated on the walk back. "You're very happy?" I enquired. "It was a great night and you know what mum?" "What's that?" we said in unison, again. "You'll have to stop that." she said with a giggle, "but seriously, it's like so cool being one of the girls." Chapter Thirty Eight Danielle was up at six thirty the next morning, her moving around woke me. She had pulled her hair in to a ponytail high up on the back of her head. I realised then that Daniel would not be going to school on Monday. The hair had been layered and the hair at the front wasn't long enough to be part of the ponytail, it now hung as tendrils either side of her face creating a very feminine look. She put on some leggings, oversized sweater, jogging shoes, finished with some lipstick and mascara. She checked herself in the mirror, satisfied, she came over to the bed, "Good morning, mum." "Good morning, honey." I replied. Laura rolled over and mumbled. "I'll be gone nearly an hour if you two want to... you know." "Thank you for being so considerate." "I like to help, see you later," she said vanishing out the door. "Bye." Laura's eyes opened as the door banged shut. "Good morning." I said giving her a kiss. "Morning, Danielle gone." "Yes with her blessing for fun." "That's nice." We spent the next hour having fun, then showering together. I put on my waist clincher, manipulated my penis, then panties, pantyhose. After blending the edges of the breast forms to the skin, put on my bra. Then I deftly made up my face for casual daywear and put on my wig. Laura sat on the bed and stared. "What's the matter?" "Sorry, it's just that if I hadn't watched you do all that, I would say that you were a woman, it's just amazing." "Why thank you. I bet you say that to all the girls." Laura giggled. There was a tap at the door. Laura who was more dressed than I, went to the door, "Who is it?" "Danielle." was the muffled answer. Danielle entered sweating. "Hi mum. Gees, she can walk." "You better hurry young lady or we'll miss breakfast." I went to back to dressing. Cream lined skirt, simple long sleeve blouse and flat shoes. Danielle quickly showered and dressed in black bootleg jeans and red scoop neck top with her black one-inch mules. She did her makeup. "Do I look okay?" "For a sixteen year old boy dressed as a twenty year old girl, you look terrific." Laura said. I nodded in agreement. We entered the restaurant for a light breakfast. After we finished our coffee, we drove around being tourists on the way to the netball game. The girls were warming up when we arrived. I beckoned Jackie over; "My brother will sponsor your team, who would you like the cheque made out to?" She screamed, "Thank you, thank you, thank you. We had just about given up." "Twelve hundred enough?" "I would say so." "You must have some sway with your brother." "He does as he's told." We sat and watched the game; it was pleasant sitting in the sunshine watching other people expending energy. I discreetly held Laura's hand, she smiled in return. The game finished, the girls won with Jackie's height the advantage. We all stood in a circle talking while the girl's got their breath back. Jackie announced the news of the sponsor and they all whooped. After much deliberation, they called themselves the 'Starburst Breakers'. We adjourned to the tavern for a salad lunch, before getting ready for the wedding. I gave the cheque to Jackie, who was surprised that I had a pre signed cheque. Didn't think that one through. During the meal we realised that Tanya wasn't present. "She's in the wedding party, they had their hair done this morning. We played without a reserve." Kate explained. We finished our meal and all agreed it was time to go and make ourselves beautiful. "Except Danielle," lamented Emma, "If she turns up better looking than she does now, I think I'll cry." All the girls agreed she was a tough act to follow. Every body rose from their seats and went our separate ways. We piled back in to our room. One bathroom, three girls and one hour and half, could we do it? Danielle showered first. I laid my clothes on the bed; Laura did the same, but seemed very agitated. "You okay." "Yeah, sure...why?" "I dunno, but you seem...I dunno." I said shrugging my shoulders. "Oh Jeff, sorry Karen, I've done the most terrible thing." "What's that?" "Thursday night, I realised that I didn't have a nice dress for the wedding or shoes for that matter." "And?" I enquired gently. "Thursday night after work, I went and bought a new outfit, shoes and handbag." "That's great, I'm really pleased." "You won't be when I tell you how I paid for it." I raised my eyebrows. "The Visa you gave me for my birthday." "How much did you spend?" "Seven hundred dollars. That would be close to the limit, wouldn't it?" "Is that all. Are you happy with what you bought?" "Yes. I'll pay you back, honestly." "No you won't Missus Williams." Before she spoke again, I kissed her on the lips, long and hard. "Oh my God, my mums a lesbian." We parted and whirled to the speaker. Danielle was standing at the bathroom door, hands on her hips, braless, towel around her waist. Giggling. "Um...honey, you're a big boy now. Towel around the boobs." Laura said. She shifted the towel up under her arms, but her penis was now peeking out from under the towel. "Not many girls can do that." I said. "What?" Danielle asked as she turned to the mirror, "Oh. I need a bigger towel." We all laughed. I kissed Laura again and told her to shower. Danielle dried herself off and I helped her in to the waist clincher, then the strapless bra. While she blow-dried her hair, I stripped for my shower. Swapping places with Laura, I quickly showered and returned to the room. Danielle was just starting her makeup and claimed the bathroom because of its' better light. Laura had her underwear on and was starting her makeup. Drying myself, I started putting on my black bra, black panties, pantyhose and padded panty brief. We shared the mirror doing our makeup. Laura took out her new outfit from the wardrobe, a cream wool dress and matching jacket. The shoes were four-inch satin cream pumps and matching clutch handbag. Laura helped me in to my dress, brushed out my wig and put it on. Watch and jewellery came next, and then slipped on my four inch black heels. Danielle was still in the bathroom, "You okay in there?" The door opened and Danielle glided in to the room. "Oh my." I said. Laura gasped. Danielle was absolutely gorgeous, straight off the cover of VOGUE. The dress was stunning, the plunging cowl neck, and the spaghetti straps showing off her shoulders. But the makeup was the sealer, the smoky eye shadow brought out the green in her eyes, you couldn't help but stare in to the green. "I feel ugly." Laura said. "Mum you look great, is that a new outfit?" "Yes honey." Laura's new outfit left no doubt she was a woman as it hugged every curve. "Don't tell me, you've been practising after school?" "Yes mother dear, has it paid off?" she said mischievously. Before I could get a reply in, the phone rang. I gestured for Danielle to answer, "Good afternoon, Starburst." She listened, then said, "Dad. It's Annette." Taking the phone and trying to get Jeff's voice back, "Yes Annette." "Mister Williams I'm sorry to ring you on a Saturday, but I had to speak to you." "A problem?" "Are you okay, your voice sounds funny? Sorry, the reason I rang is to give my notice. You see my sister in Adelaide has been diagnosed with cancer. Mother and I are going over to nurse her." "Yes." "Well. We are renting the house out here and putting the furniture in to storage, and then leave for Adelaide." "I see." "I know it's a rush, but she's in a bad way and we feel we should be there." "It's okay, we'll talk Monday." "Thank you Mister Williams. I do hope your voice gets better. It sounds most queer." "Goodbye." I said, and then pushed END. I told Laura and Danielle the story. "That's too bad." Laura replied. "I've got a plan." I replied calling up Cindy's number on the phone. Cindy answered on the third ring, "Hi Cindy. It's Jeff." "Hi boss. What's the matter with your voice?" "Nothing. Is Kelly still looking for a job?" "Yeah. She's really down about it." "Tell her, nine at our place for an interview Monday." "That's great. What's happened?" "I'll tell you Monday. It's involved and I'm running late for a wedding. See ya." "See ya. Hope your voice gets better." "Mum. Can I apply too?" Danielle said. "Wouldn't mind applying myself." Laura said. "You young man will finish school. Laura, I have a plan for you. We'll, talk tomorrow." We gathered our handbags and checked each other over. Locking the room, we headed for the room number given to us by Tanya. Our heels clicked on the concrete as we approached the door. I knocked; eventually Tanya opened the door. "Aunt Laura, Karen, Danielle, come in." End of Part 7 (to be continued) This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.