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    Last Word: How It Should Have Been

    “Listen, I can’t tell you I didn’t think about it. I was kidding, it’s not like I would ever do something like that. I like my freedom, I do…I…ask anyone of my friends out there and they can tell you the same thing,” Shane said to the police as she sat in the interrogation room, “You know what starts to piss me off after a while? It’s when couples always say the word: we. I hate it. We think. We may. We might. But, we feel, that’s the big one. Feeling is a solitary emotion. So, you may feel like you’re falling in love, and I, me, might feel like I’m being caged.”

     

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    Shane stood in front of the “For Sale or Lease” sign which hung, swinging slightly in the breeze. The finality of Bette and Tina’s move loomed as she shuffled her feet on the grass that carpeted their shared lawn. Having them just next door offered her a comfort; a comfort that there were two people she could turn to so close by. In case of emergency.

     

    “Hey Shane!” Jenny said, suddenly appearing at the fence which separated their houses, “Come on, I need you to come say something for the tribute video I’m working on for Bette and Tina!”

     

    Shane looked up with a shiver of annoyance passed at the sound of her girlfriend’s voice. She rolled her eyes as she walked towards their front porch and took a seat next to Jenny.

     

    Jenny adjusted the camera she had set up on a tripod, before skipping to take a seat beside Shane.

     

    “Hi Bette and Tina,” Jenny began enthusiastically, “This is Shane and Jenny, and we are wishing you well on your trip to New York, which I realize is kinda like an adventure for you guys…”

     

    As Jenny droned on, all Shane could do was nod, trying to be agreeable. Her spine crawled each time Jenny uttered the word “we”; she sighed. Soon, Shane could not hear a word Jenny was saying; it became like white noise and all she could do was sit silently, wondering how she ever got herself trapped in this crazy, delusional entanglement.

     

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    “She told you what?” Shane asked, as she shut her bedroom door behind her, trying to find a private place to talk.

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    1. Your the “rock star” my friend Euni. I wish I was part of the writers team so I could say “your hired” I’m trying to tell you I love your version, so much better. Thank you, Md aka Oma

    2. OMG! this brought tears to my eyes! seriously exactly what I needed to erase the farce that was played on the screen! well done seriously 100 times better!

    3. i think that’s a version of the ending most of us would have liked… I have to say I’m still pissed at IC because of what she did to the whole show with her ending

    4. Hi, dearest and sweet niece of ours! *waving with enthusiasm* Well, if the Finale inspired you to edit and write this much, then we think the show served a purpose: creativity. We know there would be lots of rewrites, but we loved yours was first. *wink* Thanks for bringing all this. You did a wonderful job, sweetie. Hugs & kisses on both your cheeks.- Lu & Marsh (Proud Salsa Aunties to the ever loving JC and Eunichick and Tias Adoradas to Patpez)

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