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    Collision Course 4.64

     

                “I take ‘em this week,” answered Sam off-handedly.  The intern boards were something that most interns studied for, but Sam hadn’t, her life had gotten to hectic, to quickly for her to even be thinking of it.  She didn’t care if she had to redo her year; it was just a thing she’d have to deal with.  “I’ll call her later,” mused Sam.

     

                “Is it a big test?” asked Shay reaching over and grabbing a string bean from Shane’s plate, grinning from ear to ear. 

     

                “It is, big, huge, over the top important, but I’ve got a few days to study,” said Sam, in fact, she wasn’t working at all the next four days so that she could do just that, study.

     

                “Why didn’t you say anything?” asked Shane.  Wondering why she didn’t know anything about this big test of hers.  Then again, she’d been wrapped up getting to know Shay, getting him into school, getting the paper work done for the temporary custody.  Then there was work, which had been busy since her face had been plastered all over town on a billboard.  Thinking that Dana would have laughed that her face was on a billboard, she’d have gotten a kick out of that.

     

                “Because it wasn’t a big deal, it isn’t a big deal, it’s a test, and I’ll study this week.  I’ll be all into it, all over it, and all…  whatever, but right now, we should clean up, and I’m tired, very ready for bed in fact,” a bright smile on Sam’s pretty full lips.

     

                “Bed?” asked Shane looking at her watch, it was barely 7pm.

     

                “Yes, see, I’ve been up since 7pm yesterday, had a nap at work, but I’m tired, my love.  I think young Mr. Shay McCutcheon can clean up, and entertain himself for a few hours, can’t he?” asked Sam.

     

                “You two wanna go do that thing, right?” he said his eyes batting at Sam.

     

                “Yes, I want to go do that thing,” laughed Sam ruffling his hair.

     

                “Just don’t make too much noise,” he ordered, grunting and getting up to put the dishes into the dishwasher.  “It’s disturbing,” he added.

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    1. Seems Amy’s moving on, and everyone else is finding a bit of happiness… for now. Things are a bit quiet, I smell trouble… ;) Papi as a hacker, huh? I can dig it. Great update, thanks Janet.

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