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    First, Last, Forever ch. 1

    "Angie," Joshua shouted and hugged his sister.

    "How are ya squirt?"

    "Dude, I am taller than you now, you can’t call me squirt."

    "Dude! I’m not your dude, I’m your sister," she said hugging Summer, "and yes I can."

    "Hey Angie, you should see the massive piece I’m doing," Summer said grabbing Angie’s hand.

    Since our family had gotten so big and we were making a lot more money, we decided to put the house up for sale to get a bigger one. We got a really good deal from Dana’s realtor and she got us a home just a couple blocks away from them. It had six bedrooms and a guest house that we use as an art studio. Well, Summer and I mostly use the art studio.

    "Momma B, will Alexander be here?"

    "Unfortunately not sweetie, they’re stuck in NewYork on a rain delay."

    "Aw man!"

    "He should be here later tonight though."

    Alexander is forty-one and had been a professor at my art academy for ten years and now runs my NY gallery after Allyn Barnes had retired. He had married his college sweetheart, an artist, Zooey Donovan-Kale, and they both had two kids, Sebastian Zachary who is ten and Juliet Elizabeth who is six. Alexander decided to change his last name to Kale shortly after our trip to New York. He had been so facinated with his father, he wanted to honor him and his work. He had decided that it was important to show his father’s work. He thought Sebastian would appreciate it. I of course supported him in his decision, so Sebastian’s paintings have a permanent home at my New York gallery.

    "Momma B, Momma Tee! Where are y’all," we heard Cassandra shouting.

    "In the kitchen angel," Tina hollered out.

    Cassandra was thirty-four and was the senior director of nursing at University of California Medical Center. She had achieved her goal and became a nurse, while working as a nurse she earned her MSN and became the youngest senior director of nursing at UCMC. While there she met and married Terri Young-Kennard. They had been together nine years. Terri is thirty-one year old nurse from Texas and they have one child, John Charles Young-Kennard, who is four and Terri has a daughter from a previous relationship, Sophie Rose who is eleven. Terri was JC’s birth mother, and even though Cassandra had never thought about being the birth mother to their child in the past, she had been considering it now that she was getting older.

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    1. Thanks as I enjoyed this post and updated story. Sometimes it is so refreshing to have a nice happy story with just little tidbits of drama thrown in here and there. I’m liking this so far!

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