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    Collision Course 4.72

     

                “None of you are going to hit on me, and we aren’t going to playing confessions this evening, so I think that conversation is now dead,” stated the dark blue eyed woman.  Julie smiled at Nat and Nat smiled back.

     

                The doorbell rung again, this time Tina moved to the door, casting a look at her watch, wanting to call Quin and let her have it for lying to her, but then thinking it wasn’t worth the trouble.  She’d see her soon enough.

     

                “We’ve got company,” said Tina as she opened the door to reveal Shelby, Emma and Darci.

     

                “We were going to go see the girls…,” began Emma as they walked into the house, Emma still dressed in one of her killer looking suites from work.

     

                “But found that they weren’t there…,” added Darci stated Darci, still in her green ER scrubs.

     

                “Only to find them here…  Then we got a voice message, that told us what we already knew, that they were here,” finished Shelby, who kicked off her shoes, watching a baggy shirt that read Artist’s don’t suffer, they create.

     

                “Oh my god!  Do they always do that?” asked Alice loudly at the quick banter from the newest additions. 

     

                “Talk like that you mean?” asked Jo with a ghost of a smile.  The chemistry that they’d lost while Jo and Shelby’d been gone from their lives had returned, and everyone seemed happy again.

     

                “No, they just do that when they are in a roomful of people they hardly know…,” stated Amy, feeling Jo’s connection to them doubling suddenly as their group was in the room now.  Whispers of their thoughts drifted into Amy’s mind, Emma thinking how sick Jo looked.  Darci wanted to take Jo’s blood pressure and Shelby just wanted to go hold and hug Jo.

     

                “It makes people think they are triplets,” added Jo with a wicked grin from ear to ear.  Snapping closed their connection, then seeing Emma grimace at the sudden cut off.

     

                “And makes them think they are weird,” reminded Amy, wagging a finger at Shelby as the woman crossed the living room and hugged Amy hard.

    Comments

    1. 30 pages and you end it there!!?? This was great as always, although I do admit that with so many characters sometimes I have to stop and try to remember who they all are. lol This must have taken days and days to write, so thank you. :) So, is “droll” a good thing?

    2. That was a great update. It was fun to see the crowd together. Hope Jo is ok. Lots of questions about Jo still to be answered. Will she survive. How does her powers transfer from one person to another. Will Bette save her, hopefully without harming herself. So many questions. Can’t wait to see what’s next.

    3. Ah, damn. This doesn’t look good at all. Everything seems like it’s going to a very hot place in a very small basket. And you’ve left it on such a cliffhanger too. No, Janet, I don’t want a big shake up (actually, I’m a liar. I crave them, the story’s not the same without them, but I just don’t want anyone– read: Jo –dying.) Nat’s a bright spot though… she intrigues me. Loved the chapter, post soon. Cheers, Janet

    4. So glad I waited until this morning to read, cause you threw the whole clan at us , & I def. needed to concentrate on all the characters cause my mind was mush last night. Hope you write in the recording session w/ the girls & Daisy, seems like trouble there. Will Nat get w/ anyone? I can’t blame Bette for hovering, who wouldn’t if someone they loved were dying – even if they are as proud & independent as Jo. Luv the mingling of everyone w/ no fights breaking out only snarky comments. Thanx for the long post.

    5. oh my god….what time is it. ahhh shhiiittt. Anyway ive been falling alseep on this story because it midnight! But hey im still liking it, did i just see the word painkiller jane???. i need to go tosleep, i losing it.

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