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    Best Thing That’s Ever Happened To Me

    “You know that I’ll always back you up 1000% cuz.  But, what is it?  Or who is it?  What changed just now? You simply stopped at mid-sentence.  Then you let me just prattle on, and left me to extricate us from those geeks literally pawing at us, by the way.  Gross!”

    Becca wrinkled her nose affectionately at her cousin.  Molly shook her head and took another sip of her drink.  “If it’s not some guy, then who or what has gotten to you …. wait, hang on.  Just got a text.”

    Molly texted the group back that she was joining them shortly.  She looked uncertainly at her cousin as she asked, again, “You’re not bailing, are you?  Becs, come on.  Like I said in your apartment, all the long days and nights that you spend at your dad’s office working hard, and not playing: it’s unhealthy, you know.  There are a ton of cute guys at this party, those stalkers aside, and, it looks like a lot of them are eyeing your hotness.  And I agree with them, btw, because that hotness would be a pity to waste tonight.  I dare you to let one or more of them chat you up!   There is no way I will let you sabotage this night…”

    Becca blew a breath out.  “I promise you, I am not bailing from this party.  And yes, for the record, I did notice there were cute people around.  I’m not blind, you know.  A recluse, yeah, but not blind.”   Spotted the super-hot one leaning against the wall, in particular.

    She gently prodded her cousin to turn in the direction of the elevators.  “Go on, Molly.  Go join your friends.  I’ll be fine here.   I can handle those stalker-geeks looking for us.  Look, I’ll go join the Hamptons crowd who waved us over.  And I think I saw someone from the gym who was with them, so I can hang with them for a bit, until those stalkers lose interest.  He had a good tip for me about Japanese bonds the other day, and I wanna ask him something about that.”

    Molly’s teasing about Becca’s friend from the gym went unanswered as they parted with promises to text each other in half-an-hour or so.

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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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