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    Best Thing That’s Ever Happened To Me

    They separated after a few seconds more of the tight hug.

    “Where you heading to, anyway?  In the midst of all this, we didn’t manage to talk about that!” Jo asked, then flashed another quick smile at Becca, who returned the smile.

    “I’m flying to LA, and Becca’s flying to Seattle.  Then we’re meeting up with friends and her cousins in Portland.”

    Jo snapped her head in Becca’s direction.  “No kidding!  Seattle?  That’s where I’m flying to, as well!”

    Becca laughed that tingly laugh that Jo decided then and there was her favorite laugh in all the world.  “Get out!   You’re on the 2:30 flight?”

    “Yes!  Same one!” Jo grinned, chuckling also, for some reason.  “Talk about coincidences, huh?”

    “Serendipity, I call it,” Becca coquettishly tucked her hair around an ear, batting her eyelashes at Jo.

    “One of my favorite words, actually,” Jo’s smile wouldn’t quit now, even if she wanted it to.  I’ve been smiling since I ran into these two.  “All good things that have ever happened to me happened because of serendipity.”

    Adam broke in, again, after he’d consulted his boarding pass.  “Well, I’m all the way at the other end of the airport, so I gotta hustle.  Farthest terminal from here.  Take care of my girl, would you, Jo?  She means the world to me.”

    That soaring feeling Jo was enjoying upon hearing that she and Becca would be on the same flight evaporated in an instant.  Timely reminder, Adam.  Thanks.

    “Of course, bud!  Don’t worry about her. …”

    Becca interrupted their friendly interchange.   “I can take care of myself, thanks.  Without anyone’s help, by the way.”  She was still shaking her head, minutes later as she joined Jo at the line of people waiting to go through security, after kissing Adam goodbye.

    She poked Jo on her shoulder, friend-like.  “So … it’s just you and me now, huh?  I’ve only got a few hours with you, and I want to know everything.  Time to spill the tea, stud!”

    ——————–

    The best that the flight attendant could do was to re-seat them across the aisle together, and not next to each other, but the armrests and aisle space between them didn’t present much of an obstacle to the non-stop conversation they were having.

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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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