Debbie understood her friends. She felt stumped. After a while, she decided to call Carlos.

“Old man she began on the phone after she had excused herself and gone a little distance from her friends and

Ashley.

“Hmm? What did you just call me?” Carlos asked in a deep voice that made Debbie blush.

“Um… Ashley has brought the cards to me, but I’m afraid we can’t take them. My friends and I rarely go to a SPA,” she explained. What she said was the truth for her girl friends. They were young, lively ladies, whose skin didn’t need much of special care. Besides, Debbie had more than enough on her plate without having unnecessary troubles about her appearance.

“A girl is supposed to have an exquisite life. Do I have to tell you that?” According to what Carlos had found out, Debbie had learned to make do with the little she had, ever since her father passed away.

Such luxuries as spa treatment were things she had had to cut out completely. And she was doing just fine, until

handsome monthly allowances he gave her,

being so harsh

just

well. As my wife, you’ll have to learn the ropes.

“But…”

won’t force you. But you have to promise me something-be good to yourself.

when they hung

took the cards and

was just doing my job. Bye, Debbie,” Ashley

out two embossed boxes

don’t want to take the card either, but I guess we all

don’t accept the cards, then that means you don’t see me as your friend. So, just take it,

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