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    Best Thing That’s Ever Happened To Me

    Story written on June 4, 2019 by skydancer.
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    She’d even felt strong enough to initiate a move to London, to pursue the job offer from her old professor in MIT, who’d joined a giant energy-focused conglomerate there. “Silly, Adam.  I just lost my place in the conversation, for a moment, that’s why I looked at you.  I didn’t stare at you to make

    She’d even felt strong enough to initiate a move to London, to pursue the job offer from her old professor in MIT, who’d joined a giant energy-focused conglomerate there.

    “Silly, Adam.  I just lost my place in the conversation, for a moment, that’s why I looked at you.  I didn’t stare at you to make you feel bad about telling Becca about the cancer.”  She paused as she turned to look at Becca, holding her breath somewhat as she lost herself, again, in those green-grey eyes.  “I, um, I had cancer about two years ago, that my doctors removed, the tumors, I mean, and now, I’m recovering.  Good recovery, I might add.  Latest check-up confirmed that.”

    “Really?” Adam interjected, shouting somewhat.  “Wooh! Wooh!”  He pumped his fist enthusiastically.  “Really, Jo?  Oh, that’s awesome news!  I can’t wait to tell the fam … you’re such a bad ass, dude!  Literally standing up to cancer like that!”

    He forgot himself, as he pounded on Jo’s shoulder, who winced at the blows that landed on her shoulder.  She playfully brushed Adam’s hand aside as she circled her shoulder, massaging it as she did so, pretending to glare at him.

    “No need to tell the whole airport, Adam,” she observed ruefully, as she smiled apologetically at passers- by who’d stopped to look their way on hearing Adam’s shouts.

    She was about to say something else, but saw that Becca was looking at them in a puzzled way.  “I really don’t mind him telling you about the cancer, Becca.”  She felt awkward but desperately wanted to reassure this ethereal creature, at the same time, that she wasn’t damaged goods, and her mind scrambled to call up something smart or funny to say, to somehow make an impression on her.  A good impression – preferably enough of an impression to bowl her over.

    Becca shook her head quickly.  “No, no, it wasn’t about that, Jo.  I was just wondering whether you mind Adam calling you, “dude”.”  She said the word with fingers in the air mimicking ellipses.

    This time, Adam exclaimed loudly in Becca’s direction.  “Are you kidding?  Becs, Jo is the definition of “dude!”  She’s the baddest-ass stud, really, that you’ll ever meet, and has been so ever since I can remember.”

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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

    2. 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!

    3. 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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