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    Connection-Prologue

    “Okay, then… So how are your kids called?”

    “Jackson, Johnson and Jillson Young are my two sons and daughter.”

    “Why do they all end in ‘son’?” Alice asked.

    “My ex-husband wanted it that way but I never call them with their full names. To me, they are just Jack, John and Jill.”

    “That’s a relieve. Poor kids.” Alice said.

    “Alice!” Tasha said. Tina chuckled.

    “I don’t like their full names either. So, Alice, do you two have kids?” She asked them.

    “Yup. Three daughters. Lily, Rose and Flora. 11, 13 and 15.

    “Wow that are a lot of women under one roof. That must be fun.”

    “That depends.” Tasha said.

    Then Tina felt the hairs in her neck stand up and a shiver running down her spine. She looks up and sees Bette enter the café. Bette was wearing a jean and a white blouse. Her hair was longer than Tina had ever seen it. Her heart begins to pound and she fet those good old butterflies return.

    “Bette…” She whispers. Then Bette’s eyes meet hers and Tina feels goose bumps appearing on her arms. Bette still had her beauty. Yes, she had wrinkles and she maybe gained two or three kg but she still had a great body. She saw Bette biting her lip and walking over to the table. Tina stood up and walked to Bette just before Bette would reach the table.

    “Hey, Bette.” She said.

    “Hi…” Bette’s voice cracked. Bette looked at Tina. The blonde looked amazing. She still had that amazing body, Still had those amazing eyes. Still had those pink lips and her legs were still made to be in a jean.

    “How are you?” Tina asked.

    “Fine. You?” Bette still wasn’t recovered from the shock.

    “I’m good. It’s been a long time…” Tina said.

    “Yeah… 20-years ain’t nothing.” Bette told her.

    “No, certainly not… Can we maybe meet here tomorrow? I would like to just talk to you…” Tina explained.

    “Uh, yeah, sure… Let’s now join our friends, okay?”Tina smiled when the brunette said ‘our’ friends.  Bette smiled. Tina thought she had died and gone to heaven. Bette’s smile was the most beautiful sight in the world. Together they walked to the table. The only place left was the place next to Tina.

    They all talked about the past 20-years for many hours. About family and teens. After only an hour, Tina felt a part of the group again. She was surprised about that. Bette and Tina had glanced to each other every now and then through the talk. Tina was also shocked that she still felt so weird when she saw Bette. Even 20 years, 5 kids and a lot of pain later, they still had this amazing… connection.

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     Should I continue or not? You decide… 

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    1. I vote yes, wasn’t going to read it then I saw who was writing it. I like it and all of your stories. As a disabled shut-in I appreciate the writers very much. I appreciate you and all the entertainment you provide

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