Ding Dong!! Is She Dead?
her deposit, walking out of there with four new orders and two of her demo perfumes sold. Only eight more perfumes to sell so that she could make the weekly goal. She hoped that she would have enough time this week in between helping Megan with Sally to accomplish her deliveries this week. She wasn’t as worried about making tons of sales this week. Just knowing that she could be flexible when it was needed made this job wonderful. That was the best thing about this type of work; being able to rearrange the schedule whenever situations came to the surface without having to inform a boss or ask for time off.
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    Back at the hospital early, Allie had managed to get everything from both yesterday and today taken care of. After lunch she planned to run and get the car seat, talk with her boss and see if he could live without her until Friday night when things got really busy at the bar. The doctor had already been in and seemed to think that with another night of rest, Megan might be able go home tomorrow. Although, the doctor wanted her to completely rest, Allie was not sure that would happen as much as they would like.
    “I am feeling better and the doctor thinks that my concussion is gone, now I’m down to just a good old headache. I will still be careful the next few days so that I don’t reinjure it. I hate to impose, but do you think that we could stay with you for a few days until I get back on my feet?” Megan looked so vulnerable and there was no way Allie would ever refuse to help.
    “Absolutely!” Allie remembered when she first came to Texas and those lonely days in WITSEC protection, she wouldn’t have wished that on anyone. “Who else can watch out for my friends better than I can? I really can’t think of anything I would rather do.”
    “It should only be for a few days until I can move around. The Umbrella Shelter ladies were here this morning and they have an in between house so that we can get things situated for the short term. Thanks for being willing to take such good care of us when you didn’t have to.”
    “Hey, I needed to watch princess movies. I had no idea my education had been so lacking. Now, I can get better acquainted with all of the new princesses that have arrived since I grew up.” Allie smiled at Megan. “I’m sure there were several we haven’t watched yet so having both of you ladies there will help fill in the gaps of my education will be wonderful.”
    Megan had no idea about Allie’s family situation or rather the lack thereof. Allie couldn’t talk about specific people, but she was able to give her a vague sketch of the early years. It was nice to be able to talk about something other than the situation they found themselves in. At this point Mr. Jones walked in, giving them a break from the painful family memories.
    “Hello ladies. Ms. Butts you are looking much better and more coherent today.” He flashed a white smile at Megan.
    Allie was distracted by his smile, mentally asking, “Geez, how many times a day does this guy use teeth whitening stuff? His mouth practically glows. He seemed to be oblivious to the blinding shine that his smile gave off.” Allie tried to listen back in on what was happening.
    “Ms. Butts, they have issued a warrant for your husband’s arrest, which they served yesterday evening about 8 p.m.. They had to call in the state troopers to make sure that everything was done properly. He did not resist, but it does look like he will be getting out at some point this afternoon if he can make bail. Now, because of his job situation the judge is almost certainly going to let him out on his own recognizance. Do you have any money or assets outside of what is in your co-owned bank account?” Jones was focused on Megan as if there was no one else in the room.
    “No, he has always had control of it and the savings accounts. I mean I have withdrawal slips and a debit card, but I have no idea what we have in the accounts.” Megan was

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