Chapter twenty five

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    "Juggie!" Betty squealed running out to Jughead.
    "What?" He asked, jumping up off of the couch.
    "Juggie, are you okay? You look a little sick?"
    "Ya, I just have a little headache."
    "I'll get you some Advil," Betty said running into the kitchen and coming back with a glass of water and a small pill.
    "What did you want to tell me?" He asked.
    "Do you remember that book I was writing in high school?"
    "Ya, of course."
    "Well, Cheryl took it upon herself to send it to an editor and a publisher and it was published! I have an interview tonight!"
    "Baby, that's amazing!"
    "Speaking of baby...you wanna start trying for another one tonight?"
    "I would love that."

    Betty sat in a comfortable chair in front of the reporter Evelyn Evernever. The audience cried out in excitement as the show started.
    "So today with me I have Betty Cooper. Her book was very recently polished and became a hit overnight. Tell me, what exactly is your book about?"
    "Well it was a book I wrote in high school about a group of students who solve a murder mystery in their school."
    "That sounds amazing. Now, some pictures have just been sent in a picture from last night, of your husband, Jughead Jones. You two just got married a couple of weeks ago."
    "Yes."
    "Is he watching tonight?"
    "No, he's at work. My friends and daughter are watching."
    "Well, these pictures were found last night and I assume from your cheery disposition that you are unaware of this event."
    "What event?"
    "These pictures were taken of your husband at a bar, intoxicated."
    Betty stared up at the screen and saw three pictures in shock.
    "Oh, darling this must be so embarrassing for you."
    "No, I stand by my husband," Betty said, wanting to sink into the chair.

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