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    Best Thing That’s Ever Happened To Me

    Jo stopped pummeling Adam and run her hand through her hair unconsciously to brush it back.   It was a new cut she’d decided to try, on a whim, while standing in front of a high-end barbershop in Ann Arbor, that was a few blocks from the hotel she’d stayed in over the past week, and she was still getting used to her hair constantly flopping over her brow now.  The barber tweaked the style a bit, to partially shave the back-end and both sides, while heavily layering the crown area, to better showcase the fullness of Jo’s thick, silky hair.  Instead of a blunt cut in front, he’d carefully snipped at her bangs to create wisps of hair that naturally brushed her cheeks.

    Adam was ribbing her about the hair, and she was commenting on his (“you can’t say a thing about mine until you update yours from that silly cut you’ve had since third grade!”).  Jo’s focus hadn’t as yet shifted to the lissome dark-haired beauty who clung to Adam’s arm.

    “I did move to London, but I had to see my doctor here for a check-up while I had time to do so, before I really got down to work,”  she gasped out as she stifled a laugh and shuffled back to evade Adam’s attempts to run his hand through her hair.

    She finally turned to look at a bemused Becca after landing one last punch on Adam’s shoulder.  Then found she needed to slow things down.  Way down.  Woah!  She’s definitely caught my attention now.   Where did Adam find this stunner?  And what about that face?  Pretty, bewitching even, not in the conventional Insta-famous way, but in that Rooney Mara way, with those big, expressive eyes and high cheekbones that gave her face depth and mystery.  Luxurious black hair hung like a curtain  down her back.  Glowy, luminous, pearl-smooth skin  shone healthily.   Delicate, thin, soft-looking lips were half-parted now.  Weren’t they split into this delightful smile earlier?   I can’t focus on what I like most about her; well, I like everything about her, and I just can’t look away …   

    “You’re still seeing a doctor, Jo?” Adam’s voice sliced through the vibe crackling between Jo and Becca.  It feels like I’ve forgotten to breathe.  Wait, she hasn’t looked away, either!  Is she staring at me, too?

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      • Thanks,

        Had to get it out of my head.

        U, on the other hand, are awesome. I see you flex there, with Gentleman Jack. I mean, what can’t you do?

        You do the best stuff here, Blackbird.

        • Hey Skydancer, Nice to be in touch again. What of yours should I read tonight or whenever you get this request? Presently, just so you’ll know how to guide me to the stories you think I’d enjoy, I’m in the headspace of being on the edge of a story about to birth. It’s a tale about Anne Lister’s watch and how she behaves with, or toward it. The watch has power. It came from someplace special and came especially to her. For all those reasons and more I’d like to know Anne Lister’s watch’s origin story,

          My sincere thanks for your compliment on my Gentleman Jack series. I’ve been off writing many other types of things and have been away from even thinking about fanfiction until, as Anne Lister might say, “Good Lord.”

          My “Good Lord” moment was when the characters hooked me during episode three of Gentleman Jack.

          Okay, recommendations of what of yours I should read.

          Be well, Skydancer. The moon is out tonight.

          Blackbird

    1. Skydancer, Wonderful narration. Vivid view into Becca’s pain. Eager for a glimpse into her and Jo’s magical train ride. Great beginning!

      • Thanks, took a while to get it together.

        Yup, you guessed it. The train ride was and will be the piece de resistance of this whole thing, in my mind, that I found that I could not not write down.

        Hope all is well!

    2. Skydancer, you’ve written some wonderful stories over the years but, this is stellar. Thanks for sharing. Can hardly wait for more. Thanks for posting,

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