“Granny, I was also going to…”
As Remington took off, Lizetta was getting ready to say her goodbyes and follow suit, but Fiona
grabbed her arm.
“Liz, hang on a sec, I’ve got something.”
Fiona nced over to Tina standing by, who nodded and went off to do her bidding.
Lizetta was a bit puzzled, but soon enough she saw Tina dragging Shirley over, who was putting up
quite the fight and looking as sick as a dog.
“Let go of me, Tina! I can walk by myself!”
Shirley was brought over; as soon as she spotted Lizetta sitting next to Fiona, her face soured even
more, and she shot Lizetta a death re.
It was all Lizetta’s fault.
She hade over to the old house to chill today, but Granny happened to overhear her poking fun at
Lizetta with her girlfriends on the phone.
Granny was steamed. Shirley was supposed to hit the mall with her squad, but instead. she got
grounded, with her cellphone confiscated, and was ordered to spend the morning in reflection.
“You’ve been ‘reflecting‘ all morning, and for what, right? It’s been aplete wash. Now apologize to
your sister–inw, and make it snappy!” Fiona said sternly to Shirley.
Lizetta hadn’t seen iting that the olddy had asked her to stay just to make Shirley apologize to
her face; it warmed her heart.
But Shirley was fuming; with tears welling up in her eyes, she retorted, “Granny, I’m your flesh and
blood! How can you do this to me!?”
Fiona shot back sharply, “Liz is my flesh–and–blood granddaughter–inw. Don’t y the victim here.
I’m fair and square and I only judge by what’s right and wrong!”
Shirley, not about to say sorry to Lizetta that easily, stubbornly mped her mouth shut.
Fiona lost her cool, “No apology, no mercy. Get back to your room and reflect some more! I’m cutting
off your credit cards, so you can’t go around causing trouble all day long!”
Hearing that her credit would be cut off, Shirley quickly swallowed her pride and said to Lizetta, “I’m
sorry, alright?”
Not willing to let it slide so easily, Lizetta said with a smirk, “What’s that? Sorry, who? I didn’t quite catch
it.”
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“It’s vo
you, I’m sorry!” Shirley spat out the words through clenched teeth, before she ran off crying.
After exchanging a few more words with Fiona, Lizetta also said her goodbyes.
As she left the vi, Shirley caught up to her, seething, “Lizetta, you’re something else! Over the years,
what have you done besides running to Granny to tattle? Granny’s just soft–hearted and feels sorry for
you, and that’s why she treats you decently. Don’t get too full of yourself!”
Lizetta didn’t give her the time of day, not even turning her head.
Shirley grabbed her arm, “In a family like the Dashiells, even a stray dog picked up off the streets would
be treated well, but no matter how fancy the treatment, it’s just a ything! Let me tell you, Eve is
carrying Remi’s baby now, and you’ll soon be the ex–wife! We’ll see how cocky you are then!”
Lizetta shrugged off Shirley’s grip, “Done barking?“.
She strode off briskly, treating Shirley as if she was indeed just a yapping dog, not worth her time to
argue with an animal.
Shirley stamped her foot in rage, “Who’s barking?! Don’t think I didn’t get that you just called me a dog,
you wench, you vixen!”
From a distance, Tina watched them go their separate ways, and then headed back to the
vi.
After all themotion, Fiona, not in the best of moods, went to lie down.
Tina brought her a te of food, trying to coax her to eat.
The olddy took a few bites and then pushed it away, sighing, “I’ll never hold a great–grandbaby in my
arms in this lifetime. Lost my appetite.”
Tina ventured, “Madam, I think I overheard Ms. Shirley Dashiell saying.”
“What now? Spit it out!”
“It seems like Ms: Hawthorne is pregnant with Mr. Remington Dashiell’s child.”
“What?” Fiona was taken aback; frowning, she instructed Tina, “Get on it and find out if there’s any
truth to this, and make it quick!”
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Tina left, and the olddy sat there deep in thought.