New Worlds, New Lives/Lady Sharon Fife
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Sharon Fife live in the desirable goldrens strip in West Wendon. It wasn't quite Manton drive with its giant palms and alien looking Mantis bushes and Butterbax Scrubs but then the number of stuffy golf playing old men that now lived there was enough to put even the most determind socilite off her game.
Sharon Fife had married Lord Brixton Fife and secured herself the enviable possition of being one of only three women offically titled "Lady" in all of Wendon.
She had no intention of giving up so rare a title for all the glamour in New Monkton and if that brat Richie Greywater thought he could blow it for her by telling tales he was going to be shockingly supprised.
She smiled at her own joke. He was already as shocked as it was possible to be. The toaster might not be much use and the pool might want a new pump now but no more threats of telling tales.
Of course this posed a new problem she could hardly claim self defense after spending almost an entire day running extention cable directly from the main junction box out to the pool house.
Silly man if only he had simply asked for one of the usuall payments this problem wouldn't exist.
Still Daddy had always said that once a job was started it had to be finnished. Of course he was talking about building houses and fixing cars or something but the job was started and now she would simply get on with compleating it.
She picked up the white tree shaped phone and dialed.
"Hello, is that... Hello, Jenny, Babe. I saw your new screen cast. Loved it."
She nodded in an uninterested fasion.
"Super honey, now listen, Jack and Linda have just prchased a home on the rocky shores complex. I know - isn't it a scream! Lord Fife wants to send them away in style and I have so much to be doing. Oh but he's such a sweat thing. Oh, just endless load and loads. That's why I was wondering if I could borrow your Steven for an couple of hours to help me move a few things."
She stepped outside the pool house pushing the phone away from her as she stifled a yawn.
She prepared her smile.
"Oh that's right, of course honey you have that wonderfull Cast Party to attend. I promise to have your man back and dressed in time for the first dance. Green? Why nothing. I'm sure you will look stunning. Now, listen honey, try out Gushi's over in the white reaches tell them I sent you... they'll make you look like queen of the ball."
She walked over to the pool and looked in. Richie did not look very happy.
"...huh? Oh but of course darling. I've got to run, that's the door. I'll keep your Steven out of trouble while you get a hot wax and polish. Ciao Hon."
She sighed clicked the off button and mutter: "impossible bore!"
She looked arround for a few moments and unplugged the extension lead.
"What I need is a car"
