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What Matters C.18 – Re – Connection
When Shane pulled up at the Planet’s, her cell phone vibrated again. Both of them eyed the gadget suspiciously. Shane cleared her throat and quickly grabbed her phone and replaced it into her pocket without even checking her message. She flashed a disarming smile at Carmen and switched off the engine.
“Let’s go, peach.” She said as she pulled the keys out and got out of the car. Carmen got out slowly, still very curious about the text messages that Shane was getting. Just when she intended to ask Shane about it as she came up to her side, Shane gave her another wide happy smile and pecked her on the lips. And all was forgotten for the time being.
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“Carmen!” Kit screamed as Shane and Carmen walked through the door. They took a seat at their usual table and Kit joined them as soon as she could. She pulled Carmen up and gave her a great big hug. “I’m so glad you are here, baby girl.” Then she turned to Shane and scoffed, “And you too. Now to get some food in that scrawny ass of yours.”
“You sound like my mother.” Carmen laughed. But as soon as the word ‘Mother’ came up, bother her smile and Shane’s smile dipped a little.
“Yeah well, Shane needs this motherly touch sometimes,” Kit scolded, oblivious to the slight change in mood. “I wonder if she even eats, running around so much. She looks like a cardboard figure now.”
“Hey! I eat. I’m just born this way.” Shane protested.
“Aww… Baby. Thank you.” Carmen leaned in to place a kiss on Shane’s cheek.
“Huh? What for?”
“For all the time you spent on me,” Carmen pecked Shane on the lips. “All the love you give,” Another peck to the lips, “ And all…”
“Hey hey… I’m still here.” Kit made her presence known in a sing-song manner.
Shane chuckled quietly as Carmen flashed a huge grin at Kit. Settling back into her seat, Carmen rested her hand on Shane’s thigh and Shane gripped her hands in affection, subtlety playing with the fingers.
“So. What would you be having?” Kit asked, resuming her role as waitress and proprietress.
“Erm… My usual.”
“And…” Kit asked exaggeratedly.
“Okay okay, and I will have a Planet’s special club sandwich. How does that sound?” Shane hated when people get on her ass about something, but she couldn’t help but feel touched at the concern Kit was showing.
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it’s good, pretty good…I hope I will know soon the caller id. Interesting …tbc, if you please