The Game Plan
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Nancy waited until Ted and Fawn were far out of sight before sticking out her tongue.
“Not nice, Fancy Nancy,” Stanley clucked.
“No way. I think she’s being too nice,” Anne disagreed, “she’s handing that blonde chick her man.”
“Anne,” Nancy protested, feeling betrayed.
“Well, you are.” Her friend wasn’t taking it back. “You have to be more aggressive.”
“Be, be aggressive,” Stanley chanted.
“Best defense is a strong offense.” Even Patrick put in his two cents, waving a bone.
Nancy felt pain starting right between her eyes. She pinched the bridge of her nose. “What was I supposed to do?”
“Go with them,” was Anne’s suggestion.
“Hire a tv repairman,” came from Patrick.
“Flash him your boobies.” Everyone turned to scowl at Stanley. “What? It would work, wouldn’t it?” Silence. “Wouldn’t it?”
“Anyway.” Nancy ignored him. “I’m not going to beg for Ted’s attention.”
Anne took a deep breath, whistling through her teeth. “Isn’t about Ted.”
“Nope.” Patrick grunted.
“This is about you and that blonde chick.” Anne scowled. This was as upset as Nancy had ever seen her. “She isn’t going down without a fight.”
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Read more about an older Nancy, Anne’s business partner, in Breach Of Trust, available May 2008
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