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?

 

 

Impulse: Book One

AFTER ALL IS SAID

 
“Impulse: A sudden inclination or urge”
The American Heritage dictionary

 

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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Sincerely,

Mezzo

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Installment One

 

<span style='font-family:Garamond'>The Hull family consisted of Richard and Dominique Hull, their eldest son Ian, daughter Victoria (Tori for short), son Stephan, and youngest daughter Jessica.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>They lived a fairy tale life and they spent their days making the most of every minute they had together.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Young Victoria was a beautiful girl. She had long black hair and vibrant blue eyes that always seemed to have wisdom beyond her years. She idolized her parents and would watch as the two lovingly carried on at times when they thought no one was watching them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>They were the prince and princess of their castle. She made a silent wish that, someday, she would find a love like that. <o:p></o:p></span>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>When Victoria was nine years old, Dominique became very ill and was rushed to the hospital. She was diagnosed with a rapidly spreading cancer in her liver. The doctors tried desperately to fight the disease. Unfortunately, they were fighting a losing battle. When Dominique’s prognosis was bleak, she asked Richard to bring the children to the hospital before she was too incapacitated to speak.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span><o:p></o:p></span>

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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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Victoria sat up on the bed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>“Mommy?  I heard Daddy talking to Uncle Gordon and Auntie Janice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>They said that you were dying.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Is that true?” <o:p></o:p></span>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Oh my Victoria. No one can ever pull the wool over your eyes, now can they?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span><o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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">              

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<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 Victoria blossomed into the beauty that Dominique knew she would be.<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yes Mommy.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>They said in unison.<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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 Victoria had run back to her room.<o:p></o:p></span>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Victoria jumped onto the bed and held her Mommy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>“Please Mommy…please don’t cry…I promise to take care of everyone.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>You…you don’t have to worry.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>You have to get some sleep so you won’t feel so bad anymore, okay Mommy?”<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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 Victoria tightly to her. Both cried with pain over the days that they spent together and the ones they would never have again.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span><o:p></o:p></span>

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<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 Victoria in his arms and told her it was time to go home.<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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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>

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<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 South Hampton. The kids grew up having many friends.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Many who were kids of kids that Richard had grown up with. One of the families they were close to was Richard’s childhood friends, Gordon Montgomery and his wife Janice. They had five kids: Eric, Lauren, daughter Brett, Scott, and youngest daughter Erin. They were a close knit family and Richard’s kids had grown up thinking of the Montgomery’s house as a second home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span><o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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 Victoria sitting beside her. Janice came over and motioned Victoria to get ready as she placed Brett in her lap.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span><o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>The look on Victoria and Brett’s face that day was one everyone would remember.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Tears came to Tori’s eyes when she looked at the baby in her arms.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>She took in Brett’s short light hair and soft cheeks.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>When the baby opened her eyes, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes"></span>Tori was given a big beautiful smile from a happy baby with laughing green eyes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>She caressed the top of Brett’s head with her little hands and planted a tender kiss on the baby’s cheek.<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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 Hull home, Brett’s infectious laughter carried across the wind. Another crisis was defused that day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>As was many more throughout the coming years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">       </span><o:p></o:p></span>

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<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 Hull home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>He pretended to want to see Ian.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The truth was he wanted to see Victoria.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Every time he was around her, his palms would get all sweaty and his heart would race a mile a minute.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>He had it bad and tried hard to get Tori’s attention. <o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Ah…uh… Hi Tori…” <o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“What do you mean, Cole?”<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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 Victoria held all the answers for Brett.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>She loved Tori with every bit of her heart and if Tori said she could do something, there was no doubt that it was so.<o:p></o:p></span>

<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>

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<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 Victoria.<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… 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>

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<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 Victoria to help her along when she felt lost. No guardian angel to make the sadness go away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span><o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yes Mommy… I like Rocky Road ice cream a lot.”<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yes, sweetie?” Oh God what now.<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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 Victoria for valedictorian of their class. His father was a Yale graduate, as was his father’s father, and after his senior year next year, he would be on his way to being one also. Although he came from a rich family, he didn’t have the air of being from one.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>He was so personable and friendly everyone in school loved him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span><o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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, Victoria thought she might have come to a point where she finally got over her feelings for Brett.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Even convinced herself into believing she was in love with Cole.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>By the time their senior year was close to an end, Victoria had come to the decision that she was ready to take the next step and go to bed with Cole.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span><o:p></o:p></span>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>After their senior prom, Cole and Victoria went to his parents’ cabin in upstate New York for the weekend.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Cole did everything he could to make it special for Tori.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>He bought her flowers and had the cook prepare enough food for the weekend<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  t</span>aking care of every detail. Right down to the protection.<o:p></o:p></span>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>The prom had ended at ten o’clock and the trip would take about four hours.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>They had packed before they left for the prom and told their parents ahead of time that they wanted to spend some time together before they went off to college.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Cole’s parents, trusting the kids completely, gave them permission and sound advice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Richard on the other hand was more than a little protective of his girl.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>But since Tori was going off to college, he felt he would have to learn to trust her judgment.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>This was one of those times he wished Dominique was with him so he could discuss this with her face to face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Having no other choice, he did what he could. Pulling Cole aside, he told him he had better be careful with his daughter or he would not live to see Yale.<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Cole<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span><o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Victoria left for Harvard business school at sixteen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>She breezed through the bachelors and masters program in three years.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>She was skillfully sharpening her mind to become a force to be reckoned with.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>At 19, she was accepted to Cambridge Law School and graduated at 22 with honors. With a law and business degree under her belt, Tori had more offers from corporations and law firms than she could keep up with.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>She could write her own ticket to almost any situation but the next step had already been made.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>She was going to do what she had dreamt of her whole life which was to work along side her father at Hull Enterprises.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>The day of her graduation, Tori was called to the Dean’s office.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>When she arrived, she was met with a very proud Richard Hull and an equally proud Gordon Montgomery.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Richard wrapped his strong arms around his daughter. Conveying all his love, just as he had done countless times throughout her life,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>“Tori. Uncle Gordon is here to make you an offer.” <o:p></o:p></span>

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<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 Europe, but also in the States. That is very impressive.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>We would like to offer you a very competitive package and would be honored if you came on board with us.” <o:p></o:p></span>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Victoria was floored.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>She had always admired Gordon Montgomery. Heck, she did her thesis on him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>She studied and analyzed all of his cases.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>One of the main reasons she was as good as she was, was because of what she learned from him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>But how could she accept his offer?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>She didn’t want to let her father down.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Ian had just announced that he and Pamela would be getting married and most likely start a family soon. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>As hard as it was to admit, her brother just didn’t have what was needed to be the next CEO of Hull Enterprises. Hull was not only a Fortune 500 Company, but also one of the most successful companies in the world.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">    </span><o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>It was Spring Break and Tori had come home from college.<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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 Princeton and would be working at Hull at the end of the year. <o:p></o:p></span>

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<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 Hull Estate on the veranda.<o:p></o:p></span>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Yeah? Why you doing that?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">,, ,,, 

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<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 Hull what it is today.”<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“Well Tori, I think they loved what they did.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Hull Enterprises was in their blood.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>They saw the possibilities and went after them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>I’ve watched Daddy all these years and wondered why is it that he never remarried. I think I understand why he hasn’t.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>He loves Hull Enterprises just as much as they did. I think if Mom had not come along, we probably wouldn’t be here today.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>He would have been satisfied to live his days running Hull and enjoying every minute of it.”<o:p></o:p></span>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“So what are you trying to say Ian?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Victoria could see that Ian was working out a problem in his head and was on the verge of coming to some kind of conclusion.<o:p></o:p></span>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>“What I’m trying to say is…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Though I like Hull Enterprises, I don’t love it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>I can’t see the possibilities.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>I never could.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Give me a project and I will get it done.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>But ask me to create a project and I fall short.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>I’m graduating this year Tori and all eyes are on me to take over someday. But I’m afraid. I just don’t want the job.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>He looked at his sister hoping that she would understand. They had always been able to communicate with very little words and Ian hoped with all his might that his younger sister would understand him even now.<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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 Hull everyday. But not the one giving the orders.”<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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 Hull come to you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>How excited you get when Daddy talks about his work.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>I guess I want you to know that if Dad someday offers you the job of CEO… its okay with me.”<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<span style='font-family:Garamond'>Ian looked at her and gave her a questioning look.<o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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 Victoria the first time he gets beat up at school.” <o:p></o:p></span>

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<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>

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<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>

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<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 Hull someday and of course take your seat as CEO, this will give you the experience and credibility you will need.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span>Besides I’m still a pretty young guy and I’m not quite ready be set out to pasture.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes">  </span><o:p></o:p></span>

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<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

 

Impulse: Book One

AFTER ALL IS SAID

 

 

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