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“Shut up!” I chuckled, still trying to hold in my tears.

“Would you please consider what I said and talk to him?”

“I will think about it,” I answered.

* * *

“So, a toast to my best friend and business partner. I am going to miss you. But I am so happy for you! To Tweet,” I said and help up my glass of champagne.

“To Tweet,” the crowd agreed.

Tweet’s going away party was in full swing at the salon. We’d kept the crowd small so that we could enjoy our last hours with Tweet before she left for DC permanently.

“Thank you, sis,” Tweet said and gave me a hug.

“I’m so proud of you. You are finally going to have everything that you said you wanted,” I said.

“I’m glad I have all the suites filled already, but you know I am nervous,” Tweet admitted.

“Yep, but you’re a bawse. You will be fine.”

I felt someone touch the small of my back. I quickly turned around and saw Morris smiling.

“Hey,” I reached up and gave him a quick hug. “I didn’t think you were going to be able to make it.”

“I can’t stay. I just wanted to give Tweet her gift,” he passed a bottle of wine with a bow on it to Tweet.

“Thank you, Morris,” Tweet smiled.

“No problem. Good luck. I know you are going to do well in DC,” Morris said.

“I will be better if I know you are going to be here watching out for my girl,” Tweet replied.

“That goes without saying,” Morris responded.

“Let me go over here. My brother in law just came in,” Tweet said and walked away.

“Where are the girls?” I asked.

“They are at dance practice. I decided to stop by before I had to pick them up. And I wanted to give this to you,” he said and handed me a blue gift bag with flamingos on it.

“Morris, what…”

“It’s a thank you for having my back with the girls the other day.”

I stared at the bag, trying to figure out what could possibly be in the box.

“You can open it,” Morris said.

I took his hand and led him to my office. I closed the door behind me to shut out some of the noise from the party.

I took the paper out the top and pulled out the hardcover version of Azariah’s book.

“Oh, my gawd, Morris. I’ve been looking for this book everywhere. I lost my copy of it, and it’s not in print anymore.”

“I know; you told me. Open it up,” Morris said.

I opened the book, and there was an inscription on the inside:

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