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Serenity Now


Lounging on a bench looking at all the nature around me. Quiet. There’s a light breeze on a hot day. It’s a perfect setting for writing. 

Writing will have to wait though. ☺️ 

Today I’m going to give you a brief update on Dangerous Beauty while I wait for my family to catch up. I FOUND a beta to give me VERY critical feedback and I ADORE her for it. A HUGE thank you to Laura for giving me a reason to keep going and make it better!!! It will be coming out I promise you guys. Just patiently wait a bit longer!! 

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One in a Million

Thomas sat outside thinking. He did that a lot lately. His favorite thinking spot was a white stone bench under a weeping willow. She loved weeping willows. Thomas watched the people walking and running and bustling about their business. The world was passing right in front of his eyes in the fast motion sequence. Everything blurred into colored lines like the ones you get when you try to capture something animated but don’t have the right shutter stop. He stared unblinkingly at the people. They were all so colorful, they were all so busy, they were all so obviously. He continued watching. This had been going on for weeks. Thomas would go about his morning, leave his small apartment on the 5th floor, and walk to the park and sit and watch people for hours. What he was watching or waiting for even he didn’t know.

This morning it was cooler than normal. Thomas put on an overcoat and a hat. He pulled the collar up and tucked his head in, chin down to keep the wind out. He walked to the park and sat on his bench. He sighed. The same day, every day, people were just blurring past. Then it happened. One person was running past, but it was like he was running past in slow motion. Thomas blinked to clear his vision. Nope, it was a man running in slow motion while all the other people blurred around him. Thomas sat stunned as he watched. The man ran past his willow tree without a second glance. But Thomas knew he wasn’t just seeing things. This one meant something, this slow motion runner meant something. But he had to be sure. He would sit and wait. What he was waiting for he still didn’t know. But he sat and waited. After hours of watching people his eyes were nearly crossed. He was bored. Thomas sighed and was about to get up when a throat cleared behind him. He turned and looked up.

Standing there was the man from that morning, the slow motion runner as he took to thinking about him. “Is this seat taken?” the man asked while gesturing to the piece of bench beside Thomas. Thomas looked at the seat and then the man. Before his brain caught up with his words he scooted making room for this man to sit down. “Hello, I’m Kevin.” Kevin held out his hand for Thomas to shake. His face held a warm smile and his eyes twinkled kindly. Thomas took his hand to shake and replied, “Thomas, nice to meet you.” The both sat in companionable silence just watching the people pass them by.

Everyday for years the two would meet up and sit under the weeping willow. They shared their dreams, fears, laughter, and tears. Neither had ever had found someone they enjoyed talking to more. It would appear they were soul mates. They were fated to meet on that day. Thomas’ heart was overjoyed every time he would go to the park to meet up with Kevin. They never missed a day and were always overeager to talk. Thomas found that Kevin shared his love for British Literature and planned to travel around the world. Kevin found that Thomas was great at observation. When he looked at the people he just saw them running about their business, but when Thomas looked at people he saw something deeper. It was as if he could feel their very emotions. This was what Thomas did though. He was a psychiatrist. His job was to help people and he loved his job. Kevin was a writer. He loved helping people too but not in the same way. Every day he would return to his home and miss his friend. He often thought about asking him to move in with him but never got the courage. After all it was a million to one chance that he would get turned down. Thomas was busy with his work and his life. They only met at the park and would only be able to talk for a few hours before they would have to leave, well more preciously before Thomas had to leave. He thought he had odd hours and would make it a point to ask him about it one day. Still the odds were just not in his favor that he would find a great companion and share every moment with him. For now the meetings in the park would be fine. Thomas would leave the park and go to his office, meet up with his clients, and then go home. He kept odd hours, usually late afternoon and evenings. He got the working crowd that way. He missed his park companion though. Walking into his small dimly lit apartment just wasn’t as satisfying as it used to be.

Thomas woke one morning and felt light headed. He hoped he wasn’t getting the flu. He dressed, ate, and walked to the park to meet up with Kevin. When he got to the bench Kevin wasn’t there yet. He sat and watched the people pass him by for a while. A couple hours passed and Thomas began to worry. It wasn’t like he could leave and check on Kevin, he had no idea where he lived. He heard heavy footfalls nearby and turned. Kevin was running down the walkway toward him. Out of breath he stopped and put his hands on his knees. Thomas stood up. “What’s wrong?” He was clearly worried for his friend. Kevin looked up with shining eyes, “My book! It’s been published! I got someone to take it on!” Thomas was over excited for his friend. “Today we should drink to that. Let’s go across the street to the cafe and get a coffee. It’s on me!” He put his arm around Kevin’s shoulders and the two walked smiling and talking to the cafe. To anyone passing by they would just think that two friends were walking and sharing great news. To Kevin and Thomas they were sharing a million to one chance exchange. Kevin was finally getting his dream. He was being published. The two entered the cafe and talked till Thomas had to leave for work. Kevin returned home and that empty feeling filled him. Maybe now he could talk to Thomas and ask him if he’d like to move in.

The days went by with the two meeting up in the park and talking. Once in a while they would catch a meal. Kevin was becoming quieter and less enthusiastic  about their talks. Thomas decided it was time to confront his dear friend. “Kevin, you’ve been so quiet and withdrawn lately. Wanna tell me what’s wrong?” Kevin looked up at Thomas and realized that he just couldn’t tell him. “Oh don’t worry about it. It’s just family stuff. Nothing I want to talk about.” Thomas knew better and wanted to point that out but figured Kevin wasn’t telling him for a reason and he would come around eventually so he let it go. That night he went home and felt saddened. His friend wasn’t confiding in him and he had to return home to this small apartment. It was too much though to ask his friend to move in with him and it would be an imposition for him to ask to move in with Kevin. He sighed. He just wished his odds were better. It was after all a million to one that he would never find anyone else like Kevin but with those odds Kevin must have found someone else. If only he could just tell him.

Kevin’s book was released and it was a huge hit right away. Thomas shared in his excitement and helped him celebrate every step of the way. They had started meeting up at each other’s houses for movie nights, game nights, dinners, and just hanging out. Neither of them would actually ask the other to move in or for anymore than they were already sharing. After all odds were always against them right?

Thomas went to the weeping willow bench one day and Kevin was already seated there. He was just staring off. It was then that Thomas realized how old they were getting. Kevin’s hair was greying. His eyes were crinkled, and age lines were showing in his smile now. How long had it been? How long did they spend under this tree. He observed him for moments longer and thought it had to be his imagination. Kevin wasn’t that old, he himself was only fourty six. He walked over to the bench and sat down. Kevin looked over and smiled. “Hello friend.” Thomas smiled back. Today no words were spoken as they just sat and enjoyed each other and the fast paced world around them. Thomas cancelled his appointments for the day telling Kevin he could catch up later. The two would have a lazy day together. Kevin smiled. “You know, you’re just being lazy.” Thomas laughed. “You caught me. Now where should we go?” Kevin’s eyes lit up, “Let’s go to a play. I haven’t been in so long. Then we can go back to my house for dinner!” The two agreed. Back at Kevin’s house Thomas watched TV while Kevin cooked and chattered from the kitchen. He began to think, THIS must be what it’s like to be cared for, to be loved. He smiled and thought about the man cooking for him. You never knew who your companion in life would be, you went along waiting and watching. He was happy with their situation, but was this a relationship. He looked back at Kevin and smiled. He was still happily cooking away in the kitchen. For now, this would just be enough.

Days turned in to weeks, weeks turned in to months, months turned in to years. The two grew closer everyday. They shared everything and talked about everything. Thomas still left his apartment every morning and went to the park to meet with Kevin. Kevin would still call every night and ask Thomas over for a drink. Tonight Kevin was nervous. Thomas could feel the tension in the air, could probably cut it with a knife. “Kevin what’s wrong?” He reached out and touched his shoulder and Kevin nearly jumped out of his skin. He laughed a high pitched nervous laugh, “Nothing. Don’t worry about anything. I’m going to go get some crackers and cheese to go with the wine. Kevin disappeared in to the kitchen. Thomas watched his friend go with concern. He was hiding something. Kevin went to the kitchen and took a deep breath. He would ask him tonight. There was no getting away from it this time. He would just ask him to move in and that would be that. He got a tray of crackers and cheese and walked in to the living room. Thomas was the picture of health. He was fifty and looked as if he were not a day older than thirty. He envied that. He walked to the couch and sat, setting the tray on the table. “Thomas I have something to ask you.” Thomas turned to Kevin and raised an eyebrow in question. Kevin swallowed and said, “Can you watch the house for a week while I go out to town to visit family?” Thomas laughed, “You are nervous about asking me to watch your house?” He nodded and said he’d grab the mail and stay at the house while he was away, after all what are friends for? With that statement Kevin’s world seemed to crash around him. Right. A million to one chance.

Thomas watched Kevin leave the house. He would miss him. Somehow their friendship had grown into something stronger. It had morphed without his knowledge and he just needed to figure out how to tell Kevin. This week while he was gone he’d figure it out. He’d talk to him. Who knew maybe he even felt the same. Kevin walked away from his house feeling empty. He waved and smiled at Thomas as he left but his smile never reached his eyes. He just couldn’t keep faking it. He called his family to say he was coming home for a visit. But really he just needed to get away.

Thomas cleaned house and took in the mail. It was amazing being there everyday and taking care of things. He had a clear mind and knew just what he wanted to say to Kevin when he returned. For a whole week he didn’t go to the bench under the weeping willow. He would be at the house to greet Kevin. The day Kevin was supposed to reach home he text Thomas. “Meet me at the tree.” Thomas smiled. It was always at their tree. He took a deep breath and walked out he door. Chances were a million to one that nothing would come of their conversation, but there was that one chance.

He walked to the tree and saw Kevin standing under it looking at the bench. He walked closer to him and could see a single tear slide down his cheek. Thomas was alarmed. He walked quicker to Kevin and put his arms around him in a hug. Kevin was taken aback but returned the embrace. He hadn’t realized he had been crying. Thomas spoke, “Kevin you are my best friend, my solid companion, my soul mate. Move in with me?” Kevin laughed and agreed. He had been so afraid of that one chance, that one in a million chance. Thomas was afraid of the million chances that he took the one he wanted to take. They walked away from the weeping willow hand in hand.

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The Amazing Family Share Teaser

As promised….. just a little bit of a teaser to the script I wrote up. A small synopsis of the store and a character description. Up next……. figuring out how to film it and with whom!!! 🙂 Names are not set in stone.  😉 So what do you all think?!

THE AMAZING FAMILY SHARE SYNOPSIS

What really happens when you start family sharing on your devices? There are inner workings that are out of the scope of normal understanding. Experts are hired just to take phone calls to help with those pesky Family Share problems. But what REALLY happens when you add and remove family members?

Linda is a woman in her mid twenties. She’s got an unmatched love for all things technology. Her love has landed her a dream job of being able to work at home while answering technical questions. Her enthusiasm for life comes out in all of her interactions, whether they be her customers on the phone or her personal life. She has never been one to crumble under pressure and her office is her sacred place. No one is allowed in her office.

Bob is a middle aged father of three kids. His calm demeanor helps him manage technical devices with ease. Bob is the first to admit defeat and call for help when faced with a difficult problem, however, Bob isn’t as clueless as he may seem to be. His mother-in-law is the bane of his existence and all he wants is a quiet weekend to himself.

Mary is a middle aged mother of three and wife of Bob. She is a very soft spoken woman who knows how to run a house efficiently. She is level headed and cool under pressure although her methods for dealing with stress often make her seem a bit out of this world. She is always happy no matter what is going on.

Joel is a teenager just trying to live the most amazing life before he has to go off to college. While he loves his family he thinks his dad is out of touch and his mother is just plain crazy. No one can be that happy all the time. He’s not the best one to have around if anything is going to go wrong but his sense of humor and willingness to break any and all rules make him quite the handful.

Mackenzie AKA Kenzie is a vivacious six year old who loves her dolls and her little sister. She is hyper and always up for running circles around anyone. She is the light of her mother’s eye and the only person able to nearly pop a vein in Bob’s head.

Elizabeth AKA Lizzie is a two year old toddling along for the ride with her crazy family. She loves her daddy and is hardly ever far from him.

Mother-in-law is an elderly, spry woman who thinks her daughter married the person most wrong for her. She has made it her personal mission to do anything she can to sabotage him and make him miserable. Her daughter is the most perfect person on earth and unfortunately her grandson is turing out just like his father. She is often frowning and always attempting to get Mary to grab the girls and move home with her.

Noel (or whatever her name is) is a teenager that is never good under pressure and completely devoted to Joel.

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Growing Pains

I’ve been stretching my creative brain lately and working on new projects. I was doing short stories (and still am don’t worry), my novels (also still an ongoing project), and now took up the challenge of writing scripts for short movies!!! There is quite the learning curve though. I’m gathering that now. Writing a story I just have to get you to imagine everything. I give you JUST enough information to give you a picture while I take you on a full journey from beginning to end. There are twists, turns, loop de loops, and backwards rushes in those journeys but you are in it with me. When writing a script there are no surprises, you direct, you use dialog, and you have to have everything so precise. I never realized all that a writer of a script goes through. I commend those writers! You guys are amazing and I can only hope to accomplish just a small part of what you all do everyday!!! Anyway….. things they do have in common: they tell a story. I’m good at that. I can take you from step A to step B and then work my way through the alphabet entertaining you. A script does that as well on a more direct level. There is a tone of voice that has to be written in. Have you ever had to write a tone of voice?! It’s a lot harder than you think. I spent a lot of time thinking “How would I react to this? What are my facial expressions?  Am I agitated?” Then I spent a lot of time rewriting those exact emotions. It was so much fun and so much work and there were times, just like writing the novels, where I felt like pulling out my hair and or throwing my computer against a wall because it just wasn’t typing right…. I mean I can’t blame that on myself right?! I can’t wait to show you guys what I’ve been working on. I’ll put up small snippets of it soon!!!  PROMISE!!!!!  Until then….. this short little blot will have to do….  😉

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Dangerous Beauty

Well guys… I know I haven’t updated lately with a new short story or writing of any kind. I’ve been a bit busy.  It seems when ideas come they just flood in!!! ANYWAY my amazingly wonderful friend who is helping me edit made me aware of a contest out there that The Nerdist is hosting partnered with Inkshares. So I decided “Ok what the heck let’s put Dangerous Beauty out there”

Now Dangerous Beauty is the project I’ve spent blood (literally), sweat (thankfully figuratively), and tears (sadly literally as well) in to for eight years!!!  EIGHT YEARS of going over words and words and thoughts and letting them all churn so long there were times I thought I’d just scrap it. FINALLY I’ve made peace with my own project and brought some life in to it. So I’m on here tonight to urge you to take a look…. NOT just at Dangerous Beauty (although you know it’s my ultimate goal) but at all these books being crowd funded on Inkshares. There are some AMAZING works out there!!!

My fellow authors can attest to this, creating the project seems to be the easy part. You get it finished and find you’re looking at it going YAY!!!  *fist pump* and then come down and think…. Ok so now what.  I’m at the And now what part.  I want nothing more than to see this book put to print!!!!!  Sooooooo I’m asking you readers/writers/lovers of books out there. Check it out. It’s worth the look, if nothing more than for your PURE entertainment!!!

Check it out, drop me a line, preorder a book or two and for the love of everything and anything out there share and spread the word!!!!!

Check out J.M. White’s new book, Dangerous Beauty: https://www.inkshares.com/projects/dangerous-beauty-9777?referral_code=fd76c85a

And yes I promise you a new short story next week!!!  *scouts honor*  😉

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Differences of Opinion (Challenge from a friend Hopefully it doesn’t disappoint)

Monica was completely set in her ways. She was born upperclass. Everything was handed to her all of her life. By the time she became an adult her vision was obscured. She shopped only name brand. She had a beautiful car but never learned to drive since she had a driver. Thus her life passed pretty pleasantly for her. Monica was a very smart woman albeit born with extreme prejudices.

Daniel was born in the slums. He was always dirty and his family was poor. They never really knew where their next meal was coming from. He played in the streets with his friends and had hardly a care in the world. He never saw himself at a disadvantage. He never looked at anyone with hatred or malice. He was a pleasant boy. As he grew up a dark seed was planted within him and hate grew. It was no fault of one particular thing, more society as a whole where he was concerned. He had to work hard for everything he ever did. People stepped on him, trampled over his generosity, and tore away at his heartstrings. Before he knew it he grew up a bitter adult. He hated the upperclass people who never knew hardships beyond not having their driver while he/she was on vacation. His bitter thoughts kept him from enjoying his adulthood like he should have been able to. School was rough but Daniel pulled through and went off to college to get his degree. He knew he was looking at a life of debt while he made his way and hatred grew further in his heart blackening his view of the world.

Monica was dealt a huge blow one morning. Her parents sat her down and told her she needed to make her own way. They would be paying for her college, but she was a smart girl, she needed to attend. Monica stomped through the house throwing every fit she could muster. However, confronted by her maid who had been her lone friend to stay by her since she was a baby, she controlled her temper and apologized. As independent as she was, she depended on money to help her along. She worked a little while she was in high school but only because she wanted to she never had to. This would be different. She would need to work for her grades and would need to make a name for herself. People would treat her differently and she hated that. She viewed most of the people she met as shallow, money grubbers and didn’t associate with them. It was why she didn’t have many friends growing up. It wasn’t worth hating them though, it wasn’t even worth hugely disliking them. It just took too much energy. This though, this would be different. She could go away to school where no one would know about her money or anything. She could start over and maybe find someone who would accept her for her and not her money.

First day of college made Monica groan. Her parent’s insisted on taking her in their private jet and drive the limo up to the school. People stared and everyone tried to get to know her. She turned her nose up to everyone and sighed when she got into the building and found out that her room was actually an apartment instead of the dorm room usually issued. She grumbled as she grabbed her schedule and her maid and some people hired by the family carried her belongings to her room. She sat on her bed dreading the beginning of school. Daniel was caught up in the crowd. He just wanted to get his room and his schedule and go. Everyone was pushing and crowding each other. it seemed there was some celebrity or whatever ahead of them. He watched as a girl got her schedule looking bored and annoyed. He thought to himself, she’s probably so stuck up they put her in a special apartment away from all of us “low-lifes” He looked at her with eyes clouded by rage and hate. By the time he got his schedule and room he was exhausted. All the hatred building up wore him out. He was angry at himself for letting that one incident get to him. He would probably never see her or ANY rich brat in the school. Daniel’s grades were actually pretty good. He was in many advanced classes and his major was in business. He got to his room and went to bed not wanting to talk with anyone that day.

Daniel woke early and got ready. He followed his schedule and the day seemed pretty easy. He got to his first class and almost cursed outloud. The girl from yesterday was there. He sneered as he walked past her. She looked up slightly shocked but glared back just the same. Daniel sat as far from her as he could and opened his book. He was determined to ignore and hate her for the entire year. Monica was startled when a man entered the classroom and looked at her with hate. He’s just jealous she thought and glared right back at him. She hated when people treated her with malice for no real reason. She was determined to ignore the man as long as she could.

The day went by normally after that. Monica and Daniel were in several classes together. Monica was near tears by lunch. It just took so much of her energy ignoring and loathing a person she never met. Her maid’s words came to mind. “Monica, walk a mile in another person’s shoes before you are determined to think ill of them.” She smiled and decided she would confront this man who seemed to hate her. Daniel was in a horrible mood. He was tired, he was grouchy, and he had no appetite. Lunch came around and he went to the cafeteria and sat down. The girl he was determined to hate was there. With a growl of frustration he got up and confronted her. “Don’t you have anything better to do than to come here? Don’t mommy and daddy pay for everything? Just go home!” Monica reeled at the tone of the man’s voice. Something entered her eyes that made Daniel pause. Pity, he saw it there. She pitied him. This made him angrier and he stormed out. Monica watched him go. She cocked her head to the side in wonder that someone could hate her. She went about her lunch and day.

Next day Monica was determined to talk to Daniel but her avoided her every attempt. She remained quiet until lab time. It would appear the teacher would not let them pick lab partners. He assigned them. Daniel and Monica were partnered up. Daniel gave up. He spent so much time hating her and he just had no more energy to fight it. Monica sat down next to him slowly. “Hello” she said without looking at him. He looked over and noticed she was tense. They would get a horrible grade this year like this. He took a breath and blew it out. “Hello.” was his gruff reply. He still refused to look at her. Monica sighed but continued on their work. Days went on like this. Daniel did minimum work and Monica worked as hard as she could. Frustrated one day she grabbed him after class. “What is with you?” She yelled at him. He turned to her and spat back, “You! You are what is wrong with me. You spoiled brat. You’ve never had to work for anything!” Monica stared at him. “You know, I can’t help who I was born to. I was a lot like you and I can see that hatred is just not worth it. If you would let me we could be friends.” He stared at her incredulously. “We have NOTHING in common.” She smiled at him. “You don’t know me. Give it a chance. If we can’t find anything common I’ll even ask the professor to give us different partners.” Daniel thought it over. “Fine.” Really what did he have to loose.

The two went to lunch together. They talked about likes and dislikes. The more they talked the more Daniel relaxed. it would appear they had a lot in common. They shared the same books. They shared the same interest in music. They had so much in common it was hard for Daniel to remain hating Monica. Daniel never realized he could have so much in common with his enemy. Monica laughed and he found himself relaxing even more. They parted ways and went back to their rooms. Daniel had to rethink his entire life up to this. His hatred was for nothing? When did it even start? Why was it there? Monica was a great girl and he was letting his hatred keep him from a great friendship. Making up his mind he walked out of his room to seek a new friend. They had exchanged numbers. He text her and she agreed to meet up with him.

A few years went by and the two became fast friends. They were hardly ever apart. Daniel seemed to come out of his shell and made several friends. Monica worked hard and made friends herself. She trusted Daniel’s judgement when it came to people and she was no longer afraid that they would betray her for her money. It was nearing summer break. The two friends had planned a trip together after going home first to spend time with family. Daniel talked about Monica often and his parents were excited to finally meet this girl. They text every night. Monica would be flying out to meet up with him and staying with his parents for a few days before they left for New York to catch a flight to Europe. They were so excited. They talked every night.

The flight day came. Daniel invited some of his friends with him to pick her up from the airport. His friends didn’t believe he had made a friend out of Monica. It would appear that Daniel had truly changed his outlook. They went to the airport to pick her up. They waited and waited. But the flight never made it. Daniel stared in disbelief. It was all over the news. Maybe she didn’t catch the flight. He text her frantically. There was no answer. The girl who changed his mind, the person who helped him let go of his hatred, the one person who could open up and care about him regardless of his attempts to keep her away was gone.

Daniel turned to his friends and smiled. “She wouldn’t want me to be unhappy and go back to being hateful. Let’s go out guys.”

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An Eternal Loyalty

Max was tiny when he was born. No one thought he would make it. Everyone was surprised when he finally opened his eyes and took his first breaths. They were so excited and a celebration was put together. As the days wore on Max grew. He was strong, smart, and very playful. He took on a companion. Someone he was hoping to spend his life with. You see, Max is a beautiful soul with unconditional love. His best friend and life long companion was named Al. Al was a gentle sort of person. He was aged and his hair silver and thinning with his years on earth. He spent long days sitting on a porch swing talking with Max. Their day was pretty simple; Al would wake up, call for Max, and together they would eat breakfast. This morning would be different. Al got up later than normal. He didn’t call for Max. Max woke on his own and trotted in to the kitchen for breakfast. “Max, I’m getting old. We’re going to have some company ’round here. My son is coming with his family to take care of me.” Max dropped his head to his food and ate pondering the man’s words. Al looked no older than he was yesterday and yet he seemed slowed down and tired. In the next week the house turned chaotic. People ran here and there and Max was trodden on more than once. He stalked off to the backyard where he heard voices. It would appear that Al’s son had some children of his own. Max galloped up to the nearest child who squealed and began an impromptu game of tag. Max spent the next few months in raptures. He got more attention than he had ever had. He continued to keep an eye on Al though. Al got up later and later. He became slower and slower. Six months went by this way. Al would still come to the table and Max was still called. Everyone would then join in on breakfast and then the kids would all go out to the yard and play. One morning Al didn’t come down to breakfast. Max was concerned and looked all though the house. No one appeared to be home. He had spent the night out and didn’t return to the house till morning when he knew Al would be down to breakfast. He lay down on the couch and whined to himself. Tears gathered in his eyes. Soon he heard the door and bound up to go greet everyone and see Al. They all walked in through the door. Al was not there. Max waited by the door and looked back at the people who came in to the house. Al’s son came up. “I’m sorry Max. He’s not there. He’s not coming back.” He turned and walked into the kitchen to make food for everyone. Max stood near the door. What did that mean? Why wasn’t he coming back? A kid walked up and sat with Max. “It’ll be ok. We’ll take care of you now.” Max looked over. This boy was still young and yet he could see Al’s eyes in him so he smiled and got up. He would never forget Al and their days together. Days turned into months, months turned into years. The house saw many people come and many people go. The only thing that never changed was Max. Max was constant. He never changed and he never lost his love for Al and his family. Al’s son departed one day years later, there was an accident he was told. The boy who had Al’s eyes told him so. This boy was named Todd. Todd was now the man of the house and he took care of Max. Max stuck next to him like no other. This person meant the world to him. He was there when Todd started school. He was there when Todd had his first kiss. He was even there when Todd proposed to his girlfriend. He was in the wedding and stood next to Todd as he married. He was at his side when Todd’s first child was born and he mourned with him when his first child departed the world too soon. Todd and Max were more inseparable than Max and Al ever were. Another child was born and Max played his heart out with him. He took care of the family and they in turn took care and loved him. He was getting tired though. Max was growing older. Todd had to help him walk around now. No matter what though he would play with the kids. There were now two of them, a little girl who just began walking and a boy who was about the age of Todd when Max met him. He had Al’s eyes too. It was a beautiful spring day. The breezes brought in the smell of flowers. Max wanted to go outside. Todd and his son went with him. They walked around the yard and walked the paths that lead to a small creek. Max was visibly tired so Todd carried him home while his son tramped behind. They sat on the porch and Max lay down. Todd’s boy beside him. He smiled as the boy lay next to him talking in his gibberish while Todd laughed. Max closed his eyes and drifted off to the sounds of their voices. “Max! Max! Here boy!!!” He knew that voice. Max lifted his head. He could see him! Al was in front of him calling to him. He leap for joy! Something was pulling at him though. He was seeing Al after all of these years but something told him to turn around. He did to see the small boy crying over a furry lump on the porch. He realized with a start that was himself. The sorrow coming off the boy permeated the air around him. He looked back once more and saw Al. Al nodded to him giving him permission. Max walked up to the boy and licked him. The boy startled and looked wide eyed. Max smiled his doggish grin and  turned and bound back to Al. The boy stood and with his father watched as their beloved Max lopped over the rainbow bridge spy as a puppy again. Al turned and waved and the two of them wandered off beyond the rainbow bridge.

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