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    Best Thing That’s Ever Happened To Me

    Story written on June 4, 2019 by skydancer.
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    Then all of a sudden Becca stopped walking, and seemed to stare at a crowd of people at the other end of the hall.  Molly pulled on Becca’s arm so that they could stand behind a broad pillar, to keep from being knocked about by people dancing.  She’d glanced around them twice already but still

    Then all of a sudden Becca stopped walking, and seemed to stare at a crowd of people at the other end of the hall.  Molly pulled on Becca’s arm so that they could stand behind a broad pillar, to keep from being knocked about by people dancing.  She’d glanced around them twice already but still couldn’t pick out what held Becca’s attention.  Hope she’s not melting down again.

    Molly mentioned the idea to check out the city views again to Becca as she texted the group.  Hold up. Tryin to get Becca to come with.

    But Becca remained noncommittal as she continued to sip the Bulleit she’d asked from a passing waiter, eyes peering over the rim of the heavy-bottomed Scotch glass at something (or someone) over Molly’s shoulder.

    Molly waited as patiently as she could for her distracted cousin to react.  She leaned closer to repeat what she’d asked just as Becca finally spoke for the first time in almost twenty minutes.  “Um … no, no, you go ahead. I’m fine sticking around here.”

    Relieved to finally get a reaction from her cousin but worried about Becca’s overall demeanor, Molly finished off her drink, frowning slightly.  “No, I’m not leaving you here alone.  Either we both go, or we stick around here.  What’s going on, anyway?  You’re not bailing again, are you?  Coz if you did that would be four times now over the last couple of months.”

    “It would be five, actually.”  Becca continued to surreptitiously clock the lean, broad-shouldered dirty-blonde in a well-cut smoking jacket, now lounging against the wall on the opposite side of the room, hoping that well-meaning Molly would take the hint and just leave her.  So that she could gather her wits together in case Jo spotted her also, and maybe make her way over.  What the fuck will I say, then?  Do I act casually?  Or should I slap her for the shit she put me through since that rain-soaked scene in Seattle?     

    Catching sight of one of the geeks over the tops of the heads of people next to them, Molly pulled Becca through the crowd again, to a spot next to another imposing column that managed to hide them from the geeks, who looked like they were still scanning the room for Becca and Molly.

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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

      • 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!

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