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    Entwined

    I search my pocket for the key to my room when I hear a familiar voice behind me.

    “Well, well, well… If it isn’t Shane fucking McCutcheon.”

    I whirl around and find myself face to face with Steve Jaffe and his three goons.

    “Getting married, are we, Shane?” He says in a menacing voice. And for a moment I feel weak. He’s planned something against me. Against Carmen. But I recover. It is time to bluff.

    “Yeah. Around three hours from now. You wanna come?” I smile.

    “Maybe not. But why don’t we go have ourselves a little party? Just my way of saying congratulations.” He smirks and look at his men. It is only now that I look at them closely. They could pass for Carmen’s brothers but only bigger, bulkier, meaner. I take a step back only to have my back against the door. They close in on me. I try to make a break for it but something hits my head from behind and everything goes black.

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    I sit up and my eyes fly open. It’s that nightmare again. That hellish ordeal right before my wedding. I pant as I try to catch my breath. The alarm clock goes off and I am thankful for the distraction. I push thoughts of that day out of my head and I look down and find my daughter still fast asleep. I lean over and stop the alarm. I nudge her awake. Sleepy eyes try to find mine.

    “Mom…” She squints and rubs her eyes.

    “Yeah?”

    “What’s for breakfast?” She stares at me expectantly and I scratch my head.

    “How ’bout pancakes?” Saying the words I know she wants to hear. She smiles her toothy smile and I feel something tug my heart. So like her… I thought. I think back and remember how when Carmen smiled, she’s every bit as dazzling as the sun.

    “Now get up and take a bath before I change my mind.” I say as I get up from the bed. She gets up but plops back down. I have to grin. I go over to her and ruffle her hair. She may look so much like Carmen but she definitely has me somewhere in there, too.

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    “Andy will come pick you up later, okay? I’ll come join you two after work. Be good, okay?” I hug her and kiss the top of her head before letting go.

    “Okay.” She smiles as she steps back. She turns around and hurries over to her playmates. I stand rooted to the place as I watch her. I can’t believe how much she’s grown, how much I’ve grown.

    “Great hair that one. Maybe you can show me a thing or two about taming my daughter’s hair.”

    I freeze. I’d know that voice anywhere. I sigh. It is time to face the music, time to face the past. I smile and turn to face her.

    “Bette.”



    TBC

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