Chapter Fifty-Three:
“Don’t worry Tasha I will fight for you to keep your spot at my side I promise!” I whispered softly to her and took her hand so she would stop biting her nails.
“Thanks Rebecca but I don’t think anything can save my job at this point. The Queen is going to be very; very mad when we get back in touch with her.” Tasha sighed softly as we waited for take-off.
It hit me hard just then that I would be the one to save Tasha’s job. I grabbed my school bag and started digging inside looking for the one thing I needed. Tasha was watching with a raised eyebrow as I quickly found it and pulled it out just slightly so only Tasha and I could see. I turned the little device on and turned the volume off and quickly typed up a text on my cell.
To: Grandmother
From: Rebecca
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