Victoria Hull and Brett
Montgomery are childhood friends who are destined to be together.
But
can they survive the trials that life throws their way?
By Mezzo
DISCLAIMERS
Copyright: All characters in
this story are from my own imagination.
Any resemblance to characters living or deceased is purely coincidental.
Copyright © 2002 by Mezzo. All Rights Reserved.
Sexual Content: This
story involves intimate loving relationships between two women as well as other
kinds of loving relationships. At times,
these relationships can be rather explicit in nature so if you are under 18 or
this kind of fiction is illegal where you live, please find another story for
your reading pleasure.
Violence: There is a little
bit of violence scattered throughout the story.
Although it deals with various issues whether domestic battering, sexual
in nature, etc, I have tried to use them sparingly.
Language: I don’t really swear
a whole lot in my own life, so my characters tend not to also. But a slip here and there is very possible as
well as use of words that may come out in describing many intimate situations.
So please be warned and I won’t blush if you don’t.
Hurt/Comforter:
Oh yeah, there is definitely that. Life situations that pull
at the heartstrings. But please be patient. All will definitely be
well. The opening scene is a big one
dealing with a loss of a parent.
Special Thanks: I would especially like to thank my soulmate, K.J. For without your love, I would truly never
know what it is like to spread my wings.
I have loved you from the first time you held my hand and will continue
to walk with you in this life and the next.
Comments/Feedback: This
is my first attempt at writing so any comments and positive feedback are
welcome. I hope my work entertains and
my characters give you as much pleasure as they have given me.
I am truly thankful that they allow me to peak
into their lives on a regular basis. I
myself never know what is going to come next until it truly happens. This is going to be a series of parts and I
hope to submit my installments on a regular basis. Thanks again and I hope you
continue to join me through the melodrama.
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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>The
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>When
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>The children gathered around Dominique’s bed, a little
frightened by their mother’s appearance. Dominique was having a hard time breathing. Nevertheless, she desperately needed
to say goodbye to her babies.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Kids…Mommy has something… to tell you.”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She motioned them to come closer
while Richard stood behind them. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“I’m going to have to go away for a very long time ”, she said stopping for a moment to catch her breath
and hold back her tears.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“I know that this is a lot for you to understand.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I don’t want you to be sad or
scared because everything is going to be okay.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>She gave them a smile and then continued. “You know
Mommy loves you very, very much and I have been… so blessed… to have you as my
kids.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Her eyes were now filling and it was getting very hard
for her to breathe much less speak. Nevertheless, she
went on. “There will be times when you wish that Mommy was with you. When you
need me to help you with your homework or there is something you want me to see
sadly I will
not be able to be there.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>It will be
hard not to have me there to see your baseball games, Ian and Stephan.”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She gasped for breath. “Or your recitals, Tori and Jessie. But believe me when I
tell you that it will be hard for me as well.” <o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>The children ran to her and she gathered them in her
arms.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Placing
kisses on each of their precious faces she confessed, “I think this is what I
will miss most of all.” She looked up to see her husband’s sad face. The kids
were shaking with tears.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Richard
went to the bed and picked up Jessie as she cried uncontrollably holding
tightly to his neck.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Dominique knew that this was upsetting her children
but she knew that they needed to hear what she had to say.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Maybe, not now, but someday, they
would remember this moment when they were older.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Dominique tried to lighten her tone and gather enough
strength to continue. “But you know what? I’m gonna
make you all a promise. And you know that Mommy never breaks her promises.”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>The kids looked up at her and she
saw all the love they had for her in their eyes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>“Whenever
you have something you want to share with me… or even if you just want to talk…
I want you to close your eyes and imagine me wrapping my arms…just like this….
around you.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>She wrapped
her kids in an even tighter embrace. “Even though you won’t be able to see
me…..I promise you. I will… be there.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Oh my
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Dominique beamed with pride as she motioned her eldest
daughter to come closer to her.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Ian sat on
the edge of the bed.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Stephan was
perched on her right side while Tori sat on her left.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Jessica
was still secure in her father’s arms. However, she still listened to what her
Mommy was saying.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yes, sweetheart. Mommy is dying.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>I’m
very sick and unfortunately there is nothing that the doctors can….do…. to help
me.” Swallowing hard, she tried to get her voice back.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Is there anything that we can do?<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>We don’t like to see you sick
Mommy.” A tear continued to roll down Tori’s cheek,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>the
other children sobbing along with her.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yes, there is baby.” She placed a kiss on Tori’s
head. “You can be Mommy’s brave little girl just as you’ve always been.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I need you to be strong for Daddy
and your sister and brothers.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I know that
it’s going to be hard, but they’re gonna need you.”
She gave Tori a wink.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Tori had always been such a
wonderful child.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Each of her
kids were but they all had very distinctive
personalities. Tori had always been so much wiser for her age and always so
considerate of others’ needs.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>She knew
that her eldest would grow up to be an amazing person.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>She
hoped that wherever she was, she would be able to watch in wonder as
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Looking at the rest of her
family, Dominique knew they would all be incredible people one day. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Now… I want you all to make
a promise to me, okay?”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The kids
sniffled and nodded their heads.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>“ I want you to promise me that you’ll always watch out for
one another.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>You will
always have many friends, but you will only have each other as brothers and
sisters. No matter how bad you fight…. and I KNOW you do. You have to promise
me that you’ll always make up and love one another, okay?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yes Mommy.”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>They said in unison.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Good.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>That makes me very happy.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I also want you to promise me
something else?”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>This time
the kids perked up.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They always
wanted to make their parents proud of them. “Daddy is going to be very sad and
I want you to make sure that he gets all the hugs and kisses that you can give
him everyday. I want you to listen to Daddy and Maggie. When they tell you to
do something, I don’t want you to give them a hard time. Because I know that
they love you very much and they only want what’s best for you, okay?” This
time the kids promised making a cross over their hearts.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Dominique laughed as this
gesture sent a flood of happy memories washing over her. Memories of days spent
with her husband and children.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Richard knew that Dominique
was tiring and would need to rest.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Although
he did not want to end the kid’s time with their mom, he knew his wife could
not take much more.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>“Okay my
loves. Mommy is getting very tired and she needs to get some sleep.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>So all of you give Mommy the
biggest hug and kiss you possibly can. Then you are going to go home with
Maggie. She has milkshakes and cookies planned for you.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Richard’s eyes met with
Dominique to make sure that this was all right.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>He
saw the glimmer of tears in her eyes that soon would not be held back.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>With a nod, Dominique opened her
arms to hugs and kisses from each of her children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Trying
to convey in that last moment a love she hoped they would carry with them
through the rest of their lives.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Richard went over to the
bed, “I’ll be right back sweetheart.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>I’m
just gonna get the kids settled and then send them
home with Maggie.” He placed a tender kiss on his wife’s forehead and then led
their children out of the room. When Dominique thought they had all left, she
finally lost all control of the pain that she had been holding back.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>So lost in her grief, she did not
notice that little
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Oh my
girl.
You will never know how precious you are to me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>I
don’t know what I did to have you as a daughter. But there is no doubt in my
mind it must have been very good.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I love you
so very much.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Dominique
held
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Richard had seen his
daughter run back into Dominique’s room and stood at the doorway watching the
scene before him.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Walking over
to the bed he gathered
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>With tears running down her
face and one hand reaching out to her Mommy, she looked over her Daddy’s
shoulder as he carried her out.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>In a voice
that would break ones heart, she said one last time, “I love you Mommy…I love
you.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>*****<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Richard comforted his
children and wiped away their tears.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>When
he was positive that they would be okay, he had Maggie, the children’s nanny,
take them home while he stayed with his beloved Dominique.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Taking a moment in the men’s
bathroom, he tried to compose himself as best as he could.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>He did not want to waste a moment
of what little time he had left with the love of his life.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>When he entered Dominique’s
hospital room, the sight before him broke his heart.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>His
wife was both mentally distraught and physically in pain.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>He went to the bed and scooped her
frail body in his arms.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Rocking and
loving her, trying to give her the strength she needed to face what they both
knew lay ahead.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>******<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>As the weeks went by and
Dominique’s health got progressively worse, Richard and Dominique talked
whenever her health would allow.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>As time escaped them Richard
lovingly listened as Dominique slowly came to terms with her fate.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>They spent the last days reliving
memories and conveying last requests.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>“Richard…
We’ve lived a charmed life, haven’t we?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yes..
yes we have.. my love.” He
kissed her tenderly.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Though she
was very ill, she was still so beautiful in his eyes.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Will you promise me that
when I’m gone… you won’t be sad too long? When you think of me, will you always
remember how happy we were?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“I will try, my love. But
you can’t blame for being so in love with you that it takes me time to gather
the strength to face my life without you.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Smiling,
he looked into Dominique’s eyes.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>“ But I will try. Because there has never been and never
will be anything that I can deny you.” The look in his eyes showed all the love
he held for her.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“I know, Richard. You have
been the best thing in my life.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The one
shining light that led me to all my joys.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>They
shared a tender kiss. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-size:16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt'>When the kiss ended, she
began again. “Richard… promise me… that you will show our children every day
how much you love them. When they grow up, promise that you will try to accept
the choices that they make.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Be a father
that they can come to, who will listen to their problems no matter how hard it
is for you to hear them. And whenever possible, guide them when you can. But
also give them room to make their own mistakes.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>He gathered Dominique in his
arms and tried to hide the tears that threatened to escape.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>This wasn’t how it was so supposed to end.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>We were supposed to watch them
grow up together. “ Yes my love, how can I not be good to them.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>They are a part of you and living
proof of the love we share.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I will
always cherish them as much as I cherish you.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Oh
Richard.
These past few years that we’ve shared together have been the most incredible
time of my life.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I want you
to know that I would never give up what little time we’ve had… for anything in
this world.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I would
rather have twelve wonderful years with you than a whole lifetime without you.
I love you Richard Hull. And I always will.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“I love you too, Mrs. Hull.
I never knew what love was until you. I promise that it will always be you that
holds my heart.” Richard buried his face in Dominique’s hair and held her
tightly until she fell asleep again. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>*****<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Richard stayed with
Dominique through the night never wanting to leave her side for a minute. Just as the sun peaked across the eastern sky. A quiet calm
seemed to radiate that morning.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Richard
held Dominique lovingly and caressed her hair.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Giving
her a look of love and acceptance, he let his beloved wife go. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Oh my, Dominique… As long
as I live… there will be no other like you.” Richard let out a painful cry for
the loss of the other half of his soul.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>He
bent down and kissed his wife’s still sweet lips one last time. Though his
heart was breaking, he promised he would carry on for their children. Even if
it killed him, he would keep his promise to his wife.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>He
would carry on because his family needed him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Malcolm Hull was the founder
of Hull Enterprises. In the beginning, Malcolm worked endlessly to give his
family the American dream. After years of working diligently, cutting corners
and tirelessly striving to make his mark, Malcolm was able to buy a second hand
cargo ship. He used the ship to carry anything and everything for a price.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Sometimes his cargo would be
questionable, but discretion was his middle name.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>By
the time Malcolm was ready to retire, he had amassed
quite a fortune and had turned one-secondhand cargo ship into one of many.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Though he worked many long hours,
he and his wife raised a very loving family.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Malcolm
loved his work, but even more, he loved his wife and son.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>He always told his son Ethan that
two things mattered most in life: (1) was “that family always came first” and,
(2) was that “no matter how hard it was, you had to treat people the way you
would like to be treated”. Words that Ethan passed on to his son, Richard, and,
in turn, Richard would pass on to his own children. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Although Richard Hull’s
responsibilities at Hull Enterprises increased and his father eventually handed
the reigns to him, he always remembered his promise to Dominique.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>With the help of Maggie, her
husband Gaston, and their son Gibeau, they did
everything in their power to provide a stable home for the kids.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Whenever Richard’s work called for
him to travel, he would bring the children with him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>He
hired the best tutors and made sure that they spent ample time with their
friends. Richard and the children continued to live in the childhood home he
had grown up in and had shared with Dominique in
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Gordon came from a
successful family of lawyers and was a partner with the law firm Montgomery,
Montgomery and Locke.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The firm
was one of the most prestigious in the country.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Gordon
was well on his way to making a name for himself and he would be known for many
landmark decisions under his clever mind.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Other close friends were
Cole and Pamela Crawford, Adrian Arden, and Alexi Filenni
also children of Richard’s childhood friends. They became an inseparable gang
with Maggie’s son, Gibeau, watching over them. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Year after year, the kids
built bonds that would carry them through for the rest of their lives.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>One bond that was incredibly
strong was one shared between young Victoria Hull and Brett Montgomery. The day
Gordon and Janice Montgomery brought Brett home, a three-year-old Victoria
stood by the crib in wonder.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>With blue
eyes the size of saucers, Tori begged to get a better look.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Getting Janice’s approval,
Dominique Hull, who was still alive at the time, led her daughter to a large
comfortable chair that was in the nursery.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Gordon,
Richard, and their older kids watched as Dominique sat down on the chair with
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Now honey. You have to be
very careful.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Hold Brett
just like you hold your brother Stephan.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Dominique
watched with pride as Tori readied herself for the privilege she had been
given.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Tori held open her arms and skooched back into her chair,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>“Okay,
Auntie Janice… I’m ready.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>The look on
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Everyone was speechless.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>The tenderness of this scene was
indescribable.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>It was as
if the two children were old friends and were meeting again.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Dominique watched in wonder
as her three year old daughter lavished baby Brett with more love than she had
ever witnessed from a child or adult.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Honey… are
you okay?”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Dominique
asked Tori, pushing the hair back from her daughter’s eyes.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yes Mommy. Isn’t she
beautiful?”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tori had a
very thoughtful look on her face. It was as if the most important thought in
the world rested in her mind.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Looking
once more at her mother and leaning in close so her mother could hear her
clearly she asked, “Do you think Uncle Gordon and Auntie Janice would let me
keep her?” She stated in all seriousness.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>With that, all the adults in
the room burst into laughter.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They all
knew that what they had witnessed was something very special.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>No one was ready to elaborate.
However, something told them that what Victoria and Brett shared was going to
be something very special indeed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>What that
was exactly, no one dared to speak.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Janice
came over to the chair and knelt down beside them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>She
took Tori’s hand in hers.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>“Well,
sweetie, I know that you’re Mommy’s little helper. But anytime she let’s you,
I’d be glad to have you help me take care of our little Brett, okay?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>A smile lit up Tori’s face
and she nodded,<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>“Oh yes
Auntie Janice! I would like that very much!”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Janice shook her head and
planted a kiss on Tori’s and Brett’s face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>“I
don’t know you guys”, as she looked at Dominique and then Richard. “I know you
told us that Tori’s three, but I think there’s an
adult trapped in that little body.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Dominique smiled and patted
Tori on the head motioning Tori to give her the baby.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>“Okay
sweetie, I think it’s time for the baby’s nap.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>She’s
had a long day and she’s going to need to get some sleep.”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Okay Mommy.”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Tori gingerly gave the baby to
Dominique. But before she did, she gave Brett another kiss, “I’m going to go
now baby… so you can get some sleep.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>I
will come back when you’re awake…okay?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>I love
you.” The baby kicked her legs and gave Tori another heart stopping smile. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Tori got up and went to her
father.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>“Daddy I’d
like to go home now.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I think I
want to take a nap, too.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Taking her
Daddy’s hand, she led him towards the door. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Richard threw his hands up
in the air totally at a loss.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>This
child is making parenting just too easy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>I
think it is time we get her I.Q. tested. I want to make sure she gets the best
education she can get. I sure wasn’t talking in complete sentences when I was
three. We had better do our research so her skills are nurtured and she doesn’t
get frustrated when she gets older. I am going to have to talk to Dominique
about this. <span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]><![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>*****<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>So it began. From that day
on, Victoria and Brett were inseparable. Dominique and Richard had Tori’s I.Q.
tested and she was off the scale.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Dominique
and Richard agreed that Tori would have the best teachers to stimulate her need
for learning.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>However,
they were adamant about giving Tori a happy and balanced childhood.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>The teachers that they chose had
to understand this.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>She was
allowed to go to school with the rest of the kids but she also had private
tutors.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>This helped
to give her a well-rounded education. And one that
allowed her to have some semblance of a normal childhood.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>During the summers all the
kids would go biking, swimming, etc.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>If it
kept them active, they did it.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>When Brett
was old enough, she tried to play with the bigger kids. However, Brett’s tiny
little legs would always fail her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Even
the kids closest to her age were taller.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>No
matter how she tried, she was unable to keep up. Her tiny legs would tangle up
beneath her and she would be reduced to tears. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>On one such day, her
longhaired blue eyed guardian angel came to her rescue. “Hey
there little one.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>What are
you doing sitting by yourself on this rock?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Brett
looked up and jumped into Tori’s waiting arms.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Oh Tori. Why can’t I play like you
and the other kids?<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I feel so
bad. Why?” Tears rolled down Brett’s face and she was hiccuping
now.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>She was
working herself into a tizzy.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Seeing
Brett so upset always made Tori upset as well. She would do anything to make
sure that Brett’s beautiful smile would always quickly return.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“You know Brett? My mom used
to tell me that everyone has a gift.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>That gift
makes a person very special.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Some kids
can climb trees or run fast. Some skip rocks on the water or even hold their
breath long.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>But you….. You my little Brett have an even better gift.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Brett looked at Tori
inquisitively.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Very eager
to know what her gift was, “What Tori, what is my gift?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Your gift my little Brett
is very, very special.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>You have
this big beautiful smile and heart that can make sad people happy.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>When my Mommy died, I didn’t think
I would ever be happy again.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>But you did everything you could to make me
smile.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>You stayed
with me everyday when all I could do was cry. And you fed me all that ice cream
cause you said it that always made you feel better.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>You kept it up until one day, I couldn’t help but be happy that I had you for a
friend.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>That is a gift Brett.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>A very special
gift.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tori was given a bright shining example of that very gift.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Brett hugged Tori again,<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>“Oh
Tori. You have a gift also.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Oh yeah… what’s that?”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Tori smiled at her precious
friend.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Whenever I’m sad, only you
can make me happy.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I love you.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>You’re my best friend.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Brett
hugged Tori so tight she had to loosen Brett’s grip a little.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“You’re my best friend too
and you always will be.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tori wiped
the hair out of Brett’s face.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>“Come on
little one. I know if you use that smile of yours,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>we can get
Maggie to give us some ice cream.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>As
they made their way from the beach to the
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>*******<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>As years went by and the
older kids hit their teens, hormones reared its ugly head.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>A
fifteen-year-old Cole Crawford developed a crush on thirteen-year-old Victoria
Hull and Ian Hull was falling head over heels for Pamela Crawford. Every day
Cole would visit the
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>One day, Tori ran to the
door to answer thinking it was Brett.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>They
were going to collect shells on the beach.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Always
excited to spend time with her childhood mate, she was a little disappointed to
find Cole standing there fidgeting nervously. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Ah…uh… Hi Tori…” <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Hey Cole. Come on in. I’ll go get
Ian”,<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tori turned
and was about to yell up the stairs to get her brother.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Cole quickly stopped her.
“No Tori. I’m here to see you.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I…ah…I
ah….. was wondering if you would like to uh… you know
uh…maybe…go out with me…. some……time?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Tori went over to where Cole
was standing.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>With a confused look on her face,
she stared at Cole not quite understanding why he was acting so weird.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>They had always been friends but
never had they gone out alone.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Usually
they were with their whole pack of friends.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Why
was he asking her to go out with him alone? </span>The only one that she spent time
alone with beside her sister and brothers was Brett.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She always had time for them.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Especially
Brett.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“What do you mean, Cole?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Well… I like you Tori. And
I …..would like to go out with you.”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Cole looked like he was going to
run any minute.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Go out? Like
in boyfriend and girlfriend?” Tori was beside
herself.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>She had
friends in school that had boyfriends but she didn’t understand what the big
deal was.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yeah. Just like
that.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Cole was
beginning to think it was a big mistake asking Tori out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>He
really liked her and there was no one else he even remotely felt the same about
except her.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Um…thanks, buddy… But I
don’t think I want to be your girlfriend.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Tori
didn’t know what else to say.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>She hoped
that she didn’t hurt Cole.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>But she saw
how her friends acted with their boyfriends and it really didn’t appeal to her.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Ah…okay, I guess.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Well if you change your mind, will
you let me know?” Cole felt very small just then and wanted to cry but
wouldn’t. Not in front of Tori. With slumped shoulders, he walked over to the
door.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Brett was now standing
there. “Hey Cole. Where you going?<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>You gonna
collect shells with us?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Cole walked past and
replied. “No thanks. I’m going home…See you later Brett.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Brett was baffled.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Cole was always so happy.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>He always kidded around with her
and Brett thought he was very special.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>They
all seemed to have a bond.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They were
all as close as their own brothers and sisters.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>However,
today Cole just wasn’t himself.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>“Hey Tori?<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>What’s goin’ on with Cole?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“I think I hurt his
feelings.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>He asked me
to go out with him and I said no.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Tori
didn’t like making their friend unhappy but she just wasn’t interested.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>At the moment, the only thing she
wanted to do was spend the day with Brett collecting shells on the beach.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“You think he’ll be
alright?”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Brett was
always very thoughtful when it came to her friends.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>She
didn’t want any of them to be unhappy and always went out of her way to try and
cheer them up when they were sad.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yeah…Hey, I thought we were
going to the beach?<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I was
thinking I could show you how to skip rocks.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>What
d ya say?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Eager
to see the smile that she was sure to find on Brett’s face<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes">, </span>Tori
held out her hand so she could lead them to the beach.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yeah?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Do you
really think I could learn to skip rocks?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Brett’s
eyes lit up.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>It was so
obvious that young
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“You stick with me kiddo and
you’ll be a pro by the end of the day. I promise.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Tori
flashed Brett a smile.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The same
light that covered Brett’s eyes was mirrored in Tori’s when they were together.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>They were inseparable and that was
how they wanted it to be.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tori squeezed
Brett’s hand and smiled down at her little friend.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>With
all certainty she captured Brett’s eyes, she continued, “….and you know I
always keep my promises.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Brett’s heart filled to
overflowing.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tori
believed in her and gave her the confidence to do anything she set her mind to.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Standing at the edge of the beach,
Tori picked up a flat piece of slate and placed it between Brett’s tiny
fingers.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Covering
Brett’s hand with her own, she pulled Brett’s arm back with her’s
and with a quick motion set the rock skidding over the ocean tide. By the end
of the day, Brett was skipping rocks longer and further than even Tori could.
As the sun set, Tori’s face was filled with one of admiration and love for the
little imp that sat happily beside her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>She
would do anything to make sure that Brett would always be happy.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Brett turned to look at her
friend as the orange hue of the setting sun cast its glow over Tori’s face.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Taking Tori’s hand in hers, she lay her head on Tori’s shoulder and let out a contented
sigh.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>In a voice
that could barely be heard, Brett whispered,<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span><span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“Thank you Tori. I never thought
I’d be able to skip rocks. But as long as you’re with me, I can do anything.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I love you Tori.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>You’re my best friend.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Tori placed an arm around
the small blond and pulled her tightly to her side.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“I love you too little one.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I love you too.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I always knew you could do it. And
you are and always will be my best friend.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>The
two sat there on the cooling sand as the ocean swallowed up the last rays of
the setting sun.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
**********************
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>As Tori went through her
thirteenth year and entered age fourteen,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>her
need to spend time with Brett was becoming overwhelming.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>When
Tori was around Brett, she always seemed to reach for
Brett’s hand.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>When Brett
stayed over at Tori’s house, she would find herself waking up early so she
could watch Brett sleep.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>During the
school week, she would quickly finish her homework so she could play with Brett
after dinner. The feelings she had for Brett were confusing her and she was
beginning to think she was suffering from some sort of sickness. She was afraid
that one day she would scare Brett with the way she was acting.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>It was just after Tori had
turned fourteen that Brett and Tori had spent the day on the beach. Tori was chasing Brett around.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Catching
up to her, Tori climbed on top of her and tickled her furiously.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>When Tori stopped all she could do
was look at Brett’s beautiful face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Brett
made Tori feel so happy.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Waves of
emotions went through Tori’s head and she didn’t understand what was happening
to her.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Getting up
quickly she ran home leaving a confused Brett behind on the beach.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Tori ran up the stairs to
her bedroom. Locked the door. And
collapsed to the floor in a flood of tears.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“No…No… No what is happening
to me.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I almost
kissed Brett.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I can’t do
that…I’m sick.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I am really
sick. Nobody feels like this.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Only boys
kiss girls.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>In health
class, they explained about girls and boys.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>They
didn’t say anything about this.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tears
rapidly fell down Tori’s face and she crawled up in a ball on the floor. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>A soft knock at the door
startled Tori. She knew it was Brett.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>How am I going to explain this to her?<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>It was breaking her heart not to
share her feelings with Brett.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>But she was
certain that her little friend would never understand.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Tori..
Are you in there? Let me in.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Are you
okay?” Brett’s little hand tried the doorknob and was disappointed when the
knob didn’t move.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Brett had
figured that Tori needed to go to the bathroom or something.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She was confused when she found
the door was locked.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tori never
shut her out before.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yeah, I’m okay.”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Came the
whisper through the door. “I think I just have an upset stomach. I’m just going
to go to sleep and maybe it will go away.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Tori
hoped that Brett would leave and let her sort out her feelings by herself.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“I can get Maggie if you
want?<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Maybe she
can give you something.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Brett
leaned her head against the door trying to get closer to
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“No… No… Please don’t…I
really just need to be alone, Brett.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>I’ll
see you tomorrow okay?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Brett didn’t like this but
Tori hardly ever asked her for anything.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>So
she would let her friend be alone for now.<span style='mso-tab-count:1'> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Okay Tori, I’ll come by
tomorrow.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I love
you.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>With one
more glance at the door Brett hoped that the door would suddenly open and she
could once again see the face of her friend.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>When
silence was all she was given, she lowered her head and sadly descended the
stairs.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>She didn’t
know what was going on and surely was unaware that her world was about to hit
bumpy waters.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“I love you too Brett.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>More than you’ll ever know.”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Tori knew that Brett
wasn’t at the door anymore but it didn’t stop her from saying the words just
the same.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tori felt
the tears sting her eyes as her heart begged for mercy.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>******<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Tori crawled into bed and
fell into a deep sleep.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>In her
dreams, she saw herself kissing Brett and feeling emotions she had never known.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>When the kiss ended<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes">,</span>, she looked at Brett’s face and saw
tears streaming down. Brett pushed her away.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“What are you doing?<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>You’re not my friend.”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Brett’s face was red with anger
and fear.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Brett, I’m sorry… I didn’t
mean to kiss you.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tori
desperately tried to reach for Brett but she just kept moving farther and
farther away from her.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“How could you?<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I trusted you and you hurt me.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>You are not my friend anymore.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>You’re a monster.” Standing behind
Brett was all of their friends and family.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>They
all laughed at her. Taunting her and calling her a monster and a freak.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Tori woke from her sleep
shaking and draped in sweat.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>She got up to go to the
bathroom.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Looking in
the mirror, she looked broken and sad.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>In
her heart, she knew what she had to do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>However,
the thought of not seeing Brett’s face everyday broke her heart.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>What choice did she have?<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She knew that Brett would hate
her.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>She knew she had to distance
herself from Brett.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Remembering
Cole’s offer to go out with him, a decision was made that night.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“At least this way, Brett
will think you’re just interested in boys. It’s better than showing her the
sick, misfit that you are.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tori’s
reflection said with tears cascading down her face and an intense pain in her
heart.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Nothing
would ever be the same again and a light that had always shone so brightly in
Tori’s blue eyes blew out with the thought of what she was about to do.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>*****<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Brett had tried to call Tori
and see her all week.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>But Tori was always out. Brett searched for her all over and
finally found her at the local ice cream parlor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>There
in the back of a booth was Tori, Cole, Ian, and
Pamela. Brett went over to the booth and saw Cole and Tori kissing.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Tears filled Brett’s eyes, not
understanding what they were doing, but something told her she didn’t like it one bit.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Tori
and Cole finally detached themselves and Brett stood their unable to speak.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Tori looked at Brett and
wanted to die right there. You can do this.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>You
have to.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>“Brett what
are you doing here?” Tori asked.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“I was looking for you.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I haven’t seen you all week and
didn’t know what happened.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Brett wiped
the tears that were falling down her face.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>The rest of the group sat in
the booth quietly.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They knew
Brett was upset and they didn’t know what to do.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Tori and Brett were always
together and were a little surprised when Tori didn’t
invite Brett to join them.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Well I kind of wanted to
spend time with Cole.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I’m sorry
but I can’t be playing with you all the time.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Tori
tried to keep her face as emotionless as possible but deep down she was hating herself for causing her little one such pain.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Please…please help me get through this. Tori had been avoiding
Brett all week<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>not wanting
to<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>confront
her friend. But
she couldn’t put it off any longer.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Brett felt her heart break
into pieces.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>“So you
don’t want to be my friend anymore?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Tori thought about her next
move.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>She could
totally annihilate Brett right their in front of their friends or she could
find a better way.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Thinking
better of the latter, she excused herself from the table, got up, and led Brett
outside.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Taking a deep breathe, Tori
steeled herself for the task at hand and looked Brett
in the eyes.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>This of
course was almost her undoing.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Brett’s
eyes held such pain and at the same time so much love and trust for Tori that
she truly just wanted to toss all reason to the wayside and
take Brett in her arms and beg for forgiveness. You have to do this not for yourself, but for her.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She’ll
hate you in the end.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>You have to
protect her from the monster that you are.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>She’ll get over this.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Now
stop being a whimp and do it now!!<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Brett, you may not
understand this right now.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>But when you’re older, you will.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>When
a girl and a boy like each other, they want to spend time together.”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Tori took a deep swallow and could
feel the acid burning a hole into her stomach lining.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“But you and I like each
other. Why can’t we spend time together?” Brett was really
hurting and she just didn’t understand what was happening.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She did not understand why Tori was trying to hurt her.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Did
she do something to make Tori mad?<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Brett, what I do with Cole,
I can’t do with you… and right now… I like what Cole and I do together.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I am sorry…but this is what I
want.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Please
Brett… Please understand?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>We
can still do things together.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Just not all the time like we used to.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Brett was crying
uncontrollably and she just wanted her Tori back.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>She didn’t like this game and she just wanted it to end.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Unable to hold back any
longer, Tori took Brett in her arms and kissed her on the top of her head.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She just wanted to tell Brett it
was all right. That they would go back to the way things were.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>But she
just couldn’t. No matter how much she wanted to,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"></span>
this was the best thing for Brett.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Someday
they would be friends again.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>But not until Tori could get rid of this sickness inside of
her.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Tori lifted Brett’s face to
meet her eyes and ran her thumb across Brett’s cheek. “Go home Brett.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I promise we’ll do something
soon.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Brett nodded her head and
cried all the way home. Tori stood in front of the parlor until she couldn’t see Brett anymore.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>She
had never hurt Brett before and this moment left her wishing that she never
had. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>*******<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Brett watched as the older
kids held hands and giggled as if they knew something that the younger ones didn’t.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Brett cried herself to sleep
every night feeling like she was left behind again.
This time there was no
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Janice Montgomery noticed
the sadness that had taken residence on her daughter Brett’s face and decided
it was time it was resolved.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>She knew
that Victoria and Cole had started going out and she had a feeling that this
was why Brett was so unhappy.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>But this kind of thing was bound to happen.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She knew that Brett and Tori were
incredibly close and this development with Tori and Cole had to be very
confusing for her daughter.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>This phase
happened in every child’s life.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>How many
friendships were lost due to a boyfriend or girlfriend appearing.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She hoped Brett and Tori would
find their way to each other again.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Something
told her that there was something between them that would not
be denied. Janice prayed that she would have the strength to accept it
when it happened.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Going to Brett’s bedroom,
she knocked on the door.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Opening it,
she found Brett lying on the bed trying not to let her mom see she was crying.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Hey sweetheart… How’s my
little girl doing?”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>She placed
a hand on Brett’s back.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Brett didn’t
look at her mom but answered,<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>“I’m okay. Just doing my homework.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“That’s good honey. But I’m
surprised that Tori isn’t doing her homework here with
you”.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>She felt
Brett flinch at the mention of Tori’s name.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“She’s doing her homework
somewhere else. She probably won’t be doing her homework here ever again.”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Brett burst into tears and threw
herself into her mom’s waiting arms. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Oh my Brett… I heard that
Tori is going out with Cole.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>This
must be very hard for you to understand.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>She
felt Brett nod into her neck.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Brett…. you know I was
about Tori’s age when I first started going out with boys.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>It’s what
happens when you get to a certain age.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>I
know you think that Tori is trying to hurt you.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>But she
really isn’t.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Someday you
will like a boy and you will understand what Tori is
experiencing right now.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Janice
thought about the situation and tried to come up with a way to describe dating
in terms that Brett could understand. “ You know how…
last summer you wanted to try every flavor of ice cream that the parlor had?”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She looked down at her daughter.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She saw Brett nod.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>“Well ..some
flavors you liked and some you didn’t.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>But
how would you know if you liked them if you hadn’t tried different ones?”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Brett gave her mom a look, trying
to understand what she was saying. “You didn’t like mint ice cream, remember?”<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Ew, that was really yucky,
Mommy.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Brett face got all scrunched up.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Janice laughed at the look
Brett gave her. “I know sweetie.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>However my point is…you wouldn’t know that unless you tried
it.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>You and
Tori have been friends for so long that she knows you well.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>But there comes a time, when you
have to make other friends.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Pausing to
see if Brett understood what she was saying. “ Now
that you’ve tried all the flavors of ice cream, you have some that you like a
lot and some you don’t like at all.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>But I
know that you have one that is your favorite.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yes Mommy… I like
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“I know…” Janice had to
laugh at the way Brett’s face lit up at the mention of ice cream.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>“Right now Tori is trying to find
out what kind of boys she likes.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Until she finds one that is her favorite.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Just like Mommy and Daddy.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Someday you’ll
want to find out what kind of boys you like. When that happens
sweetie, I want you to come to me and we’ll talk and sort out all your feelings
together.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Janice
moved Brett back so she could see her face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>“You
are very important to Tori and she will always care for you.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Just try to be
patient with her, okay?<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Right now, she’s going through a hard time also.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>She
just isn’t sharing this time with you.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>But someday I know she will.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“But Mommy I love Tori.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I don’t
think I could love a boy like I love Tori.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>She has
always been my friend.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Why can’t a
girl just have a girlfriend?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>Oh boy, I
think I’m in trouble here</span><span style='font-family:Garamond'>. Janice thought. Where’s Gordon when I need him.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Honey we can have girls
that are friends and we can have boys that are friends.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Right
now, Tori wants to have boys that are friends. Someday
when she has had many girl and boy friends,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>she’ll
decide which one is her favorite.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Janice
hoped that she had sufficiently explained things for now.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She felt she was digging herself
into a hole. She knew this conversation would be revisited
again.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Hopefully not too soon.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>I think I need to do some research on this subject. I think I had
better prepare Gordon as well. Janice thought.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Mommy?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yes,
sweetie?”
Oh God what now.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“I hope when Tori decides
what flavors she likes<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I’ll still
be her favorite.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Brett kind of understood what her mommy was trying to say.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>But it
didn’t stop her from missing Tori just the same.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Well my love, we’ll just
have to see.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Janice gave
her daughter a kiss and hoped this conversation was over for now.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Well young lady. You go
change into your pajamas and get ready for bed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>I’ll
wait here and we can do our prayers together.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Janice thought about other
ways to help her daughter understand her feelings and decided it might be a
good idea if Brett had a diary. Going to the local bookstore, she found a
beautiful leather bond one with two angels on the cover. She gave Brett the
diary for her eleventh birthday.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>It proved
to be a very good idea.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Brett would
write down everything she felt and did everyday.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>This
was a catalyst to expose Brett’s hidden talent.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Her
teacher informed Gordon and Janice that Brett was accepted
into the gifted and talented program for her writing skills. Brett had written
a story entitled “The Unexpected Knight.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>It
was very well written for being created by an eleven-year-old and the teacher
believed that Brett could be a very a successful writer someday if given the
proper training. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
*******************************
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]><![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>True to her word, Tori did
things with Brett.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>However,
she always made sure they were with the rest of their friends.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Being with Brett was easier this
way because Cole would always be there to be a buffer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Tori
felt guilty for using Cole as she was.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>But in time she really grew to like Cole very much. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>The two were just
discovering their sexuality. Though Tori loved Brett, her feelings were
wreaking havoc with her changing body.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Luckily,
Cole was a very special boy and never pressured her to do anything she wasn’t ready to do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Cole Crawford was the only
son of Paul and Diane Crawford.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>He was the
All-American boy with his dashing good looks and a smile that would make girls
melt. At sixteen, he was well over six-feet tall. He was captain of the Varsity
swim team and tied with
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>The girls of course were all
clamoring to be his girlfriend.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>When they
found out that Cole was dating Tori, the fourteen-year old school genius,<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> t</span>hey were devastated.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>When asked why Cole was dating the
young Victoria, who’d be graduating next year with them, he would simply reply
that Tori was too special to let get away.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>For the next two years, the
two built a very close friendship.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>A
friendship they would come to depend on long into their adult lives.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Cole’s humor and good nature was
infectious and never failed to make Tori smile.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>They
made a cute couple.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Cole had
straight dirty blond hair that was constantly in his face and warm hazel eyes.
Contrasting with Tori’s dark hair and piercing blue eyes, the two complimented
each other.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Cole’s
parents loved Tori and Cole’s sister Pamela got along fabulously with her.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Pamela was dating Tori’s older
brother Ian. They were inseparable.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Everyone
was sure they would be married someday and the same hopes were
cast upon Victoria and Cole.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>For a
time,
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>After their senior prom,
Cole and Victoria went to his parents’ cabin in upstate
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>The prom had ended at
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yes Mr. Hull. Your daughter
is very important to me and I would never do anything to hurt her.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I would like to thank you for
trusting me with her and I promise to take very good care of her.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I would never ask her to do
anything she didn’t want to do. Her happiness is very
important to me.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]><![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Richard looked at Cole and
tried to find any signs of insincerity.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>To
Richard’s relief there wasn’t any. He shook young
Cole’s hand, “Okay son. I’m taking your word for it
because I know you’re a good boy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>But most of
all I trust my daughter.”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Looking at his daughter, he
could see she had already made a decision.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Being
a teenager once himself, he knew he could do little to stop them.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Therefore, he decided to support
his daughter. He wanted her to remember her first time as a wonderful
experience instead of one of regret.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>This was one time when Richard had fought tooth and nail with
himself. He had promised his wife that he would allow their children to make
their own mistakes. He hoped with all his heart that this was not one of them.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>They arrived very early in
the morning. The time of night where the morning and evening
are one.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Okay Tori wait here…I’ll be
right back.” Cole sat Tori on a lounge chair that was on the porch of the
cabin. When he was sure she was comfortable, he
unlocked the door to the cabin and turned on the lights.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>The cabin was beautiful. It
had four bedrooms and a master suite w<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"></span>ith
a large stone fireplace running through the center of it.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>It overlooked the lake and with
the moon so bright you could see the silhouette of the
mountains. The hoot of an owl and the sounds of the crickets filled the air.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>It was still a little cool to have
too many mosquitoes and Tori watched as a moth bounced against the screen of
the front door trying to get to the light in the living room.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Cole had finally returned.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Tori could tell that Cole was just
as nervous as she was.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>As soon as
Cole reached to take Tori’s hand they both seemed to
calm down.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Cole led
Tori through the front door and gave her a quick tour of the cabin.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Once they reached the master
suite, Cole motioned her to go in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Once
inside the room Tori let out a little gasp.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Cole
had lit the fireplace and turned down the bed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>On
the bed lay a red rose and a note tied to it.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Going to the bed
Tori picked up the rose and untied the note:<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>To my dear Tori,<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]><![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>These last two years have
been the most amazing two years I have ever had.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>I
know that we are going away to college and it will be very difficult not to see
your beautiful face everyday. Nevertheless, we have to be realistic and accept
the fact that there is a chance that we may grow apart. Possibly meet other
people.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We are so young and have hardly seen much of the world.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>When we both agreed to share
this moment together, </span>I
was in shock.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I did not
know how I was so lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I have loved you since the moment
we went on our first date and have been unable to be away from you since.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Knowing all that, I want you
to know that if all we do this weekend is enjoy each other’s company,<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>I will have been truly lucky
indeed.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>You have helped me to be a
better person and have taught me the importance of being thankful for what we
have in life.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Know that
no matter where we go or what we do, I will always
know that at least once in my life I was truly blessed. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>I love you,<o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Cole<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-size:16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt'>Tori carefully rolled up the
note then placed the note and the rose on the nightstand next to the bed.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She looked up at Cole and saw the
look of love in his eyes.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>With
absolute certainty, she held up a hand inviting him to come to the bed.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>That night Cole and Tori shared
their innocence and without regret, shared a moment that would always be theirs
to remember.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>So the age of innocence came
to an end.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p>
********************************
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Tori took a deep breath as
she waited for Gordon to speak,<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>“ Well it
is so good to see you, Victoria.” He went over to her and gave her a big hug.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>He always had a soft spot for her.
He had watched her grow up with his kids and she had won him over from the get
go. “I know that your father is very eager to get you working at Hull
Enterprises. But I have convinced him to let you do
your associates with me at the firm once you pass the bar.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Eric just passed his and Lauren
will be finished law school next year. Once she has passed, she’ll
be on board as well.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>You are one
of this year’s top sought after graduates. Not only here in
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>It was evident at an early
age that Tori would be perfect for the seat of distinction. She was the one who
would sneak into the boardroom and watch her father negotiate deal after deal,
wielding his magic over every contract negotiation and every acquisition.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>That brilliance was
not passed on to his eldest son, but to his eldest daughter.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>It was Spring
Break and Tori had come home from college.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“Hey big guy.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tori
went over to Ian.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>They had
always been close.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Especially after their mother had passed away.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Though Ian was the eldest, it was Tori that held the family together. She made sure
that they took care of one another and never took each other for granted. Ian
and Tori were a tremendous help to their father. They always watched over the
younger kids and together they helped keep the family close.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“What’s going
on?”,<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tori was
happy to see her brother. He was finishing up his last
year in
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“Nothing. I’m just sitting here looking
at this place.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They were
standing outside of the
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yeah? Why you
doing that?”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes">,, ,,,
, </span>, Tori asked.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“I’m just
trying to understand what our Great Grandfather and Grand Father had to do to
buy all this.” He made a show of the vast property.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>“They
worked really hard and they did whatever it took to make
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>Tori listened
intently to what her brother was trying to say,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>concerned
by the worry lines that were evident around her brother’s eyes.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“You know,
Tori. They were able to raise their families and go to work everyday.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Working long hours and for a long
time had nothing to show for it. Yet, looking at Grandpa Ethan and listening to
stories about our Great Grandpa Malcolm, you could hardly tell that they worked
so hard.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They always
seemed so happy.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Ian paused
for a minute to gather his thoughts.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>“Do
you know why I think that was?” He waited for Tori to respond.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“I have an
idea, pal.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>But why
don’t you tell me what you think?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“Well Tori, I
think they loved what they did.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“So what are
you trying to say Ian?”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“What I’m
trying to say is…<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Though I
like
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“So Ian, what
is it that you see yourself doing?”,<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Tori asked, concerned that her
brother was feeling so much stress from this.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“I see myself
getting married to Pamela and having a couple of kids.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Going to work at
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“Well then.
Who do you see taking over after Daddy retires?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Tori
knew that the decision was not one to be taken lightly
and had an idea as to where this conversation was headed.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“I see you,
Tori.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I see you
taking over.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I have seen
how natural things at
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>Tori thought
about what her brother had said and for some reason it felt right to her.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>The company was in her blood.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>She could see all kinds of
possibilities for the family business and was eager someday to achieve those
goals.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Hearing
that her brother supported her and wouldn’t have any hard feelings somehow made
Victoria feel a lot better about running Hull Enterprises someday. <o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“Okay Ian… If ……someday….. Daddy offers me the position of CEO, I promise to
accept.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>But only on
two conditions?”<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>Ian looked at
her and gave her a questioning look.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-size:16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Garamond'>“Condition one: I’ll take the position only if you are at my side. And……Two is an important one.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>You
have to name your first child Victoria. Whether it’s a boy or
a girl.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tori raised
an eyebrow daring her brother to deny her.<o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>“You know
Tori… I would be happy to do that.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>But
I’m going to make you explain to my son why his name is
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'>The two
laughed hysterically that day on the veranda.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>Planning
their futures and the deals they would make together.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'><![if
!supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>To say that Tori was torn between a rock and a hard place was an
understatement.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>She dreamt
of working side by side with her father and brother taking on the world with
them. She did not want to keep them waiting. Her father especially had done so
much through the years and always put his children first. But
a chance to actually work for one of her mentors and heroes, even if it was a
temporary position, was still a chance of a lifetime.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span><o:p></o:p></span>
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Knowing his daughter all to
well and seeing the battle that was raging inside her, Richard took Tori aside.
“Listen to me sweetie. I know that this offer means a lot to you and I really
think it is something that you need to do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">
</span>If
you are going to oversee the legal division of
<span
style='font-family:Garamond'><![if !supportEmptyParas]> <![endif]><o:p></o:p></span>
<span style='font-family:Garamond'>A tear slowly rolled down Tori’s
cheek as her father amazed her yet again. “Daddy, I don’t know what I ever did
to deserve you… but I’ll never ever be ready to see you out to pasture. I love
you so much.”<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Kissing her
Dad on the cheek and sharing a father and daughter hug, she turned to Gordon.<span style="mso-spacerun:
yes"> </span>Offering him her hand, she
accepted his offer.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Determined
to be the best damned lawyer she could be i</span>f only to make her father proud of
her yet again.<span
style="mso-spacerun: yes">
TO BE CONTINUED. Installment
Two
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