A pleading look took over Andra’s face as she implored Molly. “Please, I cannot face him alone.” She begged. “You need to come with me, please.” “What!” Molly exclaimed, unbelieving. “How can you expect that of me?” “Molly Please.” “No.” Molly said vehemently, “I will not do it because I warned you. Plus, he is angry with me already. So, carry your cross.” “Molly, please.” Andra pleaded again. “You know that you have a way with words and he kind of listens to you and you know it. So, please come with me and do your magic to calm him down on my behalf, please.” “I won’t.” Molly adamantly refused and started dressing the bed, her actions a message to Andra that she had dismissed the subject and there was no way that she was going to change her mind. “Please.” Andra pleaded. “No,” Molly said resolutely and concentrated on her task. “Never.” She added for emphasis. “Okay, an authentic semi-acoustic guitar from Fender,” Andra promised. Molly simply waved her aside and continued wit
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