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Post by Natasha on Feb 28, 2010 16:14:06 GMT -5
Natasha grimaced. She was not used to people crying. She slipped back into her dress. "Come on Ophelia. Uh- let's go and get something to eat or do something. WHat do you like to do?" She knelt down next to Ophelia and put her hand on her shoulder.
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Post by Ophelia on Feb 28, 2010 17:14:56 GMT -5
Ophelia shook her head. "I cannot eat anything! Beside, Scarlett would skin me alive if she knew I skipped out on work. Otherwise, I would be turned out into the street. Please, just give me a moment. I will be right back." She stood, holding her stomach, wiping her tears, and exited through the door that lead to the house side of the building. "I do not want to work anymore, Scarlett!" She was head yelling.
"Girl! You'll work until I tell you too! Else I'll write your Grandmama and tell her what you've been up to, you wanna lose your money?" Scarlett screamed back. Ophelia re-emerged, her face flushed.
"Sorry about that. Here, I will measure you presently." She did so, marking the sizes expertly. "Look over the order form to see whether or not it is correct."
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Post by Natasha on Feb 28, 2010 17:20:58 GMT -5
Natasha looked at Ophelia kindly. "Ok well you come find me when you get off of work. It'd be nice to talk to you again." She smiled and shook her head. "No i'm sure it's fine. But could you do me a favor and tell me where Medda's is? I think i'd like to meet her. She seems lovely." Natasha's head hurt. She felt bad for Ophelia. The country side of her had her trusting everybody. It was probably not the best thing for her here in New York, but she couldn't help it. SHe loved meeting people. She listened carefully when Ophelia spoke. She wasn't very good with directions.
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