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Dashboard ornament

“Call me in the
morning.  I’ll come get you,” Jillian
said.

Stella rotated slowly to
look at Jillian, her head bobbing like a dashboard ornament.

“Ok” Stella said, and
looked back at Tommy.

She suddenly got very
pale and raised her hands up to her face, then she lurched forward, vomiting on
the doorstep and into the entry way. 
Tommy jumped back to avoid the splatter. 
Jillian took the opportunity to flee.

“Have a good night,” she
said stepping around Stella and hurrying down the stairs.




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Got your number...

           When the doorbell rang I jumped up off the couch filled with
excitement.  I had on jeans and a black
sweater, cut low.  A push up bra gave me
good looking cleavage and I knew he would like that.  My black boots sat by the door, but for now I
was barefoot.  When I pulled open the
door and saw him standing there, he took my breath away.  He had on a white cowboy style shirt with stitching
around the pockets.  The mother of pearl snaps
gleamed in the sunlight.  His jeans rode
low but fitted and he had his cowboy boots and cowboy hat on. 

            “I guess you’re
looking to get lucky tonight,” I said smiling.

            “I figured you’d
say that,” he laughed.  “The boots give
it away?”

            “Well yeah.   I have
your number remember,” I teased.




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Feeling naked

            I
watched as he plucked, placed his fingers on the strings and then tuned.  He picked at various cords, and then started
to play.  I watched his hands.  One of the hands I'd held in from the backyard,
one of the hands that had touched me.  They
glided easily across the guitar and its strings almost sensuously.  When he got into the music he didn’t seem aware
of much else.  As he played I finally
loosened back up and folded my legs, crossing them, getting more comfortable on
his bed.  His bed.  I fantasized about him kissing me here,
touching me.  Gayle and I talked about
sex.  We knew the basics.  Keri had filled in a lot of the rest for
me.  I wondered if he ever thought about
kissing me.  I was thinking about what it
would feel like to kiss him when I realized he’d stopped playing.  I looked up at him feeling naked.

            “Where were you?” he asked.




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Silly idea

           I followed her down the hall. 
She pulled a sleeping bag out of the guest room closet.  I remembered the night I’d crawled into bed
with Ryan here.  I thought about Park City
and our life there, where our friendship started, how it had been more even back
then, maybe when he wanted it to be more and I didn’t.  Mom so sure he was in love with me the
night she met him. 

            I wondered how I missed
so many signs, as my love developed for him over the years.  I’d come to the love the person he was, not
some silly idea of what love should be.

            Mom handed the bag
to me and I snatched it from her.  I knew
my anger was misguided as I did it, I really should be mad at myself, me, and
only me, had said yes to his invitation.




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Time off

I took time off during the holidays....brought my laptop and wrote very little.  I even read a book!  In some ways it is good for me to take time off....it gets the creative juices anxious to get back to it.



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A lot can change

            “Morgan,
you’ve been away.  A lot can change.”

            “Just tell me what you want to warn
me about?”

            “The band plays a lot now, parties,
clubs, they are well known.  They play together, they party together.  There are groupie girls who follow them
around, he’s more than popular.  He’s really
into it all.  He likes the attention,
thrives on it.”

            She had been to a fair share of
events where Kingdom Come played.  She
probably was leaving out parts that might hurt me.

            “Gayle this isn’t new, girls fawning
over him.”

            “Not new maybe, but more.  Don’t expect it to be the same as last
summer. Be prepared.”

            “I can’t expect it to be the
same.  For one it can’t be because I want
to hang with you,” I said.

            “You know what I mean.”

            “Ok,
if it’s not, it’s not.  That also would
not be a surprise with Mathew.  We have
an understanding to let it be whatever it is,” I said.

            “Morgan you are so full of
shit.  You talk big.  You have loved him forever.  You are blind when it comes to him girl.  I know you’re tough but not where he’s
concerned, don’t let him hurt you.”




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Dashboard ornament

 As she fumbled in her purse for her keys she
giggled again.

“Shh” Jillian said.

The door flew open, and
Tommy stood there.  It startled them and
they both froze.  He stared at the two of
them and then straight at Stella.

“She had too much to
drink so I brought her home,” Jillian volunteered.

Tommy didn’t take his
eyes from Stella who now looked like a deer in headlights.   Jillian rubbed Stella’s back real quick and
Stella blinked her eyes several times quickly.

“Call me in the
morning.  I’ll come get you,” Jillian
said.

Stella rotated slowly to
look at Jillian, her head bobbing like a dashboard ornament.

“Ok” Stella said, and
looked back at Tommy.

Downright bitchy

           “What is wrong with you, are you jealous?” she asked, sitting down
stiffly in her chair.

            I laughed.  She pulled out a cigarette and lit it, and
took a drag.  I watched the smoke come out
of her mouth and float off into the air.

“Of who?” I asked playing dumb.

            “Ryan, Ryan and
Karen, I don’t know.  You sure had an
attitude going while they were here,” she said.

            “Yeah?” I asked,
acting as if I was surprised.

            She sat back in
her chair her right hand raised, holding her cigarette.

            “Yes,” she said
firmly.  “In fact you were downright
bitchy.  If you hadn’t repeatedly told me
otherwise, I would have guessed you were interested in Ryan.” 




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Snowing

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No craziness

When
he left, I wasn’t sure where we would go from here.  It felt different.  For the first time there was no craziness
from other relationships surrounding us. 
I realized how important his friendship was to me.  I no longer viewed the friendship as
dispensable.  I was afraid to talk to him
about what I was feeling, feelings foreign to me where he was concerned.  



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