Weeks have now gone da and things have pretty much been the normal work giorno for michael and diane. And of course Beth is back to babysitting the girls, but she hasnt tried anything. She has in fact been quite friendly with Diane, which in a way worries Diane......
Diane arrives home to see Beth and the girls watching Tv. "Mommy!" they exclaim as they rush to give her a hug. "How are my girls?" Diane asked happily as she hugged them. "We're fine we had a good day." Lizzie said. "Well that's good to hear." Diane said. Just then Beth walked up to Diane with her borsa in hand. "Hey Diane can i ask te something?" , "Um...sure whats up?" Diane replied. "Well i was wondering since we dont get to hang out often i was wondering if you'd like to go and have coffee together this weekend?" Beth Asked. Daine thought for a moment. "Um..sure why not." , "Okay well....meet me at Starbucks on saturday lets say around 9:30?" Beth sugguested. "Okay...sounds good." Diane replied. With that Diane gave Beth her money for babysitting and she was out the door.
That Saturday...........
Diane waited at a tavolo in Starbucks for Beth to arrive. Diane looked at her phone to see that it was 9:25. "Where is she?" Diane thought to herself and she began to feel a little impatient. Just then Beth arived. "Whew!...sorry im late...traffic was crazy." Beth detto as she put her things in the sede, sedile across from Diane. "Why dont we go get those coffee's?" Beth said. Her and Diane then headed up to the regestier where they each boughta large coffee and a muffin. After paying they headed back to their table. "So..random question...what's it like being married to the biggest superstar on the planet?" Beth asked with a mouthful of Cioccolato chip muffin. "Um...its kinda hard to describe since michael is so sweet and kind te would think he was just your average shy guy...to me he just seems like your average loving husband...im not saying he isnt a superstar....he's always going to be a superstar....like i detto its a great feeling but its really hard to explain." Diane explained. "Well ...thats understandable....so are te worried when he hugs a fan? espeacially a female fan?", "No not really because i know they are only just a fan and most likely he'll never run into them again." Diane replied. "So te never worry about him cheating on you?" Beth asked. "No...Never, Michael would never cheat on me, we Amore each other too much to even consider such a thing." Diane detto in shock that Beth had just asked that question. "Hey im not saying he would, im just being a good friend and making sure everything between te and michael is okay...i wouldnt want te guys to divorce one another." Beth detto as she reached across the tavolo and placed her hand ontop of Diane's arm. Diane quickly moved her arm. "I got to go...Michael's probably wondering where im at right now." Diane detto as she quickly grabbed her coffee and left.
About a week o so later things begin to get weirder and weirder. Beth begins to come over for cena alot where she asks Diane and Michael about their relationship. From there things just get wierder.............
Michael arrived home that giorno around 5, Diane was working late. As he set his stuff down he didnt see the girls in the living room watching tv like they always were when he arrived home.Also Beth was nowhere in sight "Lizzie...Abby." Michael called out. Just then Lizzie and Abby came running down the steps. "Daddy....somethings going on." Lizzie said. "Whats going on?" Michael asked. "Beth locked herself in the guestbedroom and has been in there all giorno long." Lizzie replied. Michael then headed up to the guest room and knocked on the door. "Beth...are te okay?" Michael detto putting his ear to the door. "I'm okay...im just not feeling well." Beth detto Breathlessly. "You need me to take te home?" Michael asked. He heard the squeaking of her getting off the bed. "No...i took a nap so i should be able to drive home but thanks for the offer." Beth replied. "Okay well let me know if te need a ride if te change your mind." Michael detto as he walked away from the door and back downstairs. "Well whats going on dad?" Lizzie asked as she stood at the bottom of the stairs. "It fine Beth just wasnt feeling well, she's going to be heading home here shortly." Michael said. Just then Beth came walking down the stairs, hair a mess and her clothes wrinkled. She then walked out the door without even getting paid o a single word..................
Part 9 is next!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Diane arrives home to see Beth and the girls watching Tv. "Mommy!" they exclaim as they rush to give her a hug. "How are my girls?" Diane asked happily as she hugged them. "We're fine we had a good day." Lizzie said. "Well that's good to hear." Diane said. Just then Beth walked up to Diane with her borsa in hand. "Hey Diane can i ask te something?" , "Um...sure whats up?" Diane replied. "Well i was wondering since we dont get to hang out often i was wondering if you'd like to go and have coffee together this weekend?" Beth Asked. Daine thought for a moment. "Um..sure why not." , "Okay well....meet me at Starbucks on saturday lets say around 9:30?" Beth sugguested. "Okay...sounds good." Diane replied. With that Diane gave Beth her money for babysitting and she was out the door.
That Saturday...........
Diane waited at a tavolo in Starbucks for Beth to arrive. Diane looked at her phone to see that it was 9:25. "Where is she?" Diane thought to herself and she began to feel a little impatient. Just then Beth arived. "Whew!...sorry im late...traffic was crazy." Beth detto as she put her things in the sede, sedile across from Diane. "Why dont we go get those coffee's?" Beth said. Her and Diane then headed up to the regestier where they each boughta large coffee and a muffin. After paying they headed back to their table. "So..random question...what's it like being married to the biggest superstar on the planet?" Beth asked with a mouthful of Cioccolato chip muffin. "Um...its kinda hard to describe since michael is so sweet and kind te would think he was just your average shy guy...to me he just seems like your average loving husband...im not saying he isnt a superstar....he's always going to be a superstar....like i detto its a great feeling but its really hard to explain." Diane explained. "Well ...thats understandable....so are te worried when he hugs a fan? espeacially a female fan?", "No not really because i know they are only just a fan and most likely he'll never run into them again." Diane replied. "So te never worry about him cheating on you?" Beth asked. "No...Never, Michael would never cheat on me, we Amore each other too much to even consider such a thing." Diane detto in shock that Beth had just asked that question. "Hey im not saying he would, im just being a good friend and making sure everything between te and michael is okay...i wouldnt want te guys to divorce one another." Beth detto as she reached across the tavolo and placed her hand ontop of Diane's arm. Diane quickly moved her arm. "I got to go...Michael's probably wondering where im at right now." Diane detto as she quickly grabbed her coffee and left.
About a week o so later things begin to get weirder and weirder. Beth begins to come over for cena alot where she asks Diane and Michael about their relationship. From there things just get wierder.............
Michael arrived home that giorno around 5, Diane was working late. As he set his stuff down he didnt see the girls in the living room watching tv like they always were when he arrived home.Also Beth was nowhere in sight "Lizzie...Abby." Michael called out. Just then Lizzie and Abby came running down the steps. "Daddy....somethings going on." Lizzie said. "Whats going on?" Michael asked. "Beth locked herself in the guestbedroom and has been in there all giorno long." Lizzie replied. Michael then headed up to the guest room and knocked on the door. "Beth...are te okay?" Michael detto putting his ear to the door. "I'm okay...im just not feeling well." Beth detto Breathlessly. "You need me to take te home?" Michael asked. He heard the squeaking of her getting off the bed. "No...i took a nap so i should be able to drive home but thanks for the offer." Beth replied. "Okay well let me know if te need a ride if te change your mind." Michael detto as he walked away from the door and back downstairs. "Well whats going on dad?" Lizzie asked as she stood at the bottom of the stairs. "It fine Beth just wasnt feeling well, she's going to be heading home here shortly." Michael said. Just then Beth came walking down the stairs, hair a mess and her clothes wrinkled. She then walked out the door without even getting paid o a single word..................
Part 9 is next!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Blazing 'cross the evening sky
Gone too soon
Like a arcobaleno
Fading in the twinkling of an eye
Gone too soon
Shiny and sparkly
And splendidly bright
Here one giorno
Gone one night
Like the loss of sunlight
On a cloudy afternoon
Gone too soon
Like a castello
Built upon a sandy spiaggia
Gone too soon
Like a perfect fiore
That is just beyond your reach
Gone too soon
Born to amuse
To inspire to delight
Here one giorno
Gone one night
Like a sunset
Dying with the rising of the moon
Gone too soon
Gone too soon
His first goal in life must have been to own a caramelle store because he loved to play storekeeper. After Joe began giving him and his brothers a weekly allowance, he would spend every cent of it on caramelle and gum. He’d come home with an armful of it, take a board and two bricks and place them in the doorway to the boys’ bedroom, place a cloth over the board, lay the caramelle on superiore, in alto of it, and sell it to his brothers and sisters and Friends for the same price he’d paid for it.
Michael was also a serious candy-eater and gum-chewer. Before he opened his “store,” he’d save his pennies so that he could purchase bubble gum at the concession stand at the Little League ball park behind our house. One night, however, he couldn’t find his penny for gum and he was so upset he started crying. “Mother, do te know what happened to my penny?” he asked. I knew the answer when I saw Marlon @Marlon_Jackson happily chewing away on a wad of bubble gum nearby.
Michael was also a serious candy-eater and gum-chewer. Before he opened his “store,” he’d save his pennies so that he could purchase bubble gum at the concession stand at the Little League ball park behind our house. One night, however, he couldn’t find his penny for gum and he was so upset he started crying. “Mother, do te know what happened to my penny?” he asked. I knew the answer when I saw Marlon @Marlon_Jackson happily chewing away on a wad of bubble gum nearby.