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To review:
Although it was a good question and for a brief moment I did become distracted trying to decide what outfit I was going to wear and with what accessories, I went back to my question and demanded she fill in the missing pieces for me. Valentina put down the binder and while leaning back in the chair she spoke in a soft and sweet tone......which by the way is never a good thing.
VALENTINA: Mi Amor, I’ll be more than happy to fill in the missing pieces only if you agree to let me tell you something first about whose name shall not be mentioned. Do we have deal?
Let’s Make a Deal: Round 2
ME: No, we don’t have a deal!
This is not a game show, this is real life. But if this were a game show it would be called “Fill In The Blanks” and I definitely would lose. I continued.
ME: Really, it’s come down to this?
Valentina is fully aware whose name shall not be mentioned {WNSNBM– how’s that for an acronym?!} is a subject that is off limits yet for some reason she continues to mention his name. I knew she couldn’t have but given how well I slept and because I had no memory of what happened I was almost convinced the reason for it was because my lovable best friend slipped a little something in my drinkie. There were only 2 sure ways to find out if indeed I had been drugged. 1} A blood test or 2} Confronting Valentina. I chose the latter and upon doing so she almost fell out of her chair but not before her jaw dropped.
VALENTINA: You think I could ever do that to you?
Of course not but I still felt the need to ask after all it was a clever way for her to get her way and in this case her way was talking about well, you know who.
VALENTINA: I would never stoop that low. I may occasionally use the “bugging method” in order to get my way but I’d never resort to drugs
Occasionally? Puh-leeze! Anytime there’s something I’m not interested in hearing or knowing, Valentina will insist it’s vital that she tell me almost to the point where if she doesn’t the world might come to an end, and will continue to badger me about it until I’m left with no choice other than to say: “Go ahead, tell me what is so important?” However, this was not one of those times. I refused to cave in or play her little game.
She asked once more:
VALENTINA: Do we have deal?
ME: Absolutely......
Valentina’s eyes shined like the city of lights. Oh, did I mention I wasn’t finished my sentence?
ME: Not!
Followed by:
ME: I’m going to change for dinner.
I turned around and headed back to my room. It was killing me inside not knowing the events of the night before but I wasn’t about to find out on account of a deal I agreed to and if that meant me not ever knowing then so be it. It would remain one of life’s greatest mysteries along side with what happened to Jimmy Hoffa and how do they get the caramel inside a Caramilk bar? As I was nearing the room Gucci was guarding I could hear Valentina backing out of her chair. She darted around the corner and uttered the following words:
VALENTINA: Mi amor, forget the deal-- I’ll just tell you.
To Be Continued....
This is not a game show, this is real life. But if this were a game show it would be called “Fill In The Blanks” and I definitely would lose. I continued.
ME: Really, it’s come down to this?
Valentina is fully aware whose name shall not be mentioned {WNSNBM– how’s that for an acronym?!} is a subject that is off limits yet for some reason she continues to mention his name. I knew she couldn’t have but given how well I slept and because I had no memory of what happened I was almost convinced the reason for it was because my lovable best friend slipped a little something in my drinkie. There were only 2 sure ways to find out if indeed I had been drugged. 1} A blood test or 2} Confronting Valentina. I chose the latter and upon doing so she almost fell out of her chair but not before her jaw dropped.
VALENTINA: You think I could ever do that to you?
Of course not but I still felt the need to ask after all it was a clever way for her to get her way and in this case her way was talking about well, you know who.
VALENTINA: I would never stoop that low. I may occasionally use the “bugging method” in order to get my way but I’d never resort to drugs
Occasionally? Puh-leeze! Anytime there’s something I’m not interested in hearing or knowing, Valentina will insist it’s vital that she tell me almost to the point where if she doesn’t the world might come to an end, and will continue to badger me about it until I’m left with no choice other than to say: “Go ahead, tell me what is so important?” However, this was not one of those times. I refused to cave in or play her little game.
She asked once more:
VALENTINA: Do we have deal?
ME: Absolutely......
Valentina’s eyes shined like the city of lights. Oh, did I mention I wasn’t finished my sentence?
ME: Not!
Followed by:
ME: I’m going to change for dinner.
I turned around and headed back to my room. It was killing me inside not knowing the events of the night before but I wasn’t about to find out on account of a deal I agreed to and if that meant me not ever knowing then so be it. It would remain one of life’s greatest mysteries along side with what happened to Jimmy Hoffa and how do they get the caramel inside a Caramilk bar? As I was nearing the room Gucci was guarding I could hear Valentina backing out of her chair. She darted around the corner and uttered the following words:
VALENTINA: Mi amor, forget the deal-- I’ll just tell you.
To Be Continued....
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My loyal and dear readers, it's finally Friday.
Whatever your plans are have a stellar last weekend of January.~x
XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess
