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46. THE QUEEN'S TALE

~STEPHAN DELMUNDO

I saw where Liz got her beauty from. Her mother was stunning to behold at her age. I was pretty good at guessing people's age but the mother of Elizabeth seemed ageless.

It was hard to believe that she was Elizabeth's mother. She wore a white Chanel gown that flowed behind her and flat pumps. She looked like the mature version of her daughter.

The room fell silent as she walked into the living room in a regal manner. I spotted an expensive pearl necklace around her neck and knew that she came from old money.

Frank being the gentleman stood up out of respect and decency. Pamela stood up also but I did not, last time I remembered, this bitch sent a death squad after me. Therefore, I remained seated.

The queen sat across from us. Frank and Pamela sat down. The tension in the air was tight, so tight, a razor could cut it. The silence was even more intense. Just how I like it.

The queen had a permanent condescending look on her face. It felt like she