Chapter One: April Showers Bring May Flowers
April 9, 2019. A day that would change all their lives forever. A day that started out as any other in rainy Seattle, Washington, yet ended in a tragedy that had the magnitude to leave to even the strongest weak, crying, suffering. A day that would push one woman on the course to her destiny. A day that would push one man away from everything he held dear in his life. An April day in rainy Seattle...
Max Guevara stood at her locker inside the Jam Pony building, grinning like an idiot. Even the fact that Normal was behind her bitching and moaning about every little thing couldn't ruin her mood. She was humming softly to herself, as she tossed her belonging into her bag.
Original Cindy stared at her from a distance for a moment. This was so completely and utterly out of character for her best friend. Cindy walked over and placed a hand over Max's forehead. "Nope, no fever. So explain to Original Cindy why you're in such a good mood. You and your rich boyfriend bang the gong last night?"
To Cindy's surprise, Max just laughed good-naturedly. She didn't even correct the 'rich boyfriend'. "No, I fell asleep on his couch watching movies."
"And...Original Cindy can tell when her best boo isn't producing the truth. Not only did you not come home last night, you were late to work. Explanation." Cindy demanded.
"I fell asleep, when I woke up, Logan insisted on feeding me before he'd let me leave."
"Whatever, spill it Max."
Max hesitated before she spoke. "Well, when I was carrying the breakfast dishes into his kitchen, let's just say we ran into each other. Lips first." With that she slammed her locker shut and walked off to make her next delivery.
Cindy smiled after her. "It's about freakin' time!" She shouted after Max.
Two Hours Later
Max and Cindy were walking out on their lunch break when Max's pager went off. Rolling her eyes Cindy muttered something about short leashes as Max grabbed the pager off her belt loop. "Hmm... It's not Logan. He's the only one who ever pages me in the middle of the day." Cindy leaned against the wall as Max went over to the phone. She could only hear Max's end of the conversation, but it was informative enough.
"Hey Bling...How'd you get my pager number..." Cindy watched Max pale several shades, even from the distance. "What?....What?" Max asked, her voice shaking. She dropped the phone without hanging it up, turning and rushing out of Jam Pony. Cindy rushed after her. "Boo! Boo!" She called as Max ran past her. "Max!" She repeated as she grabbed her arm. "What happened?"
"Logan was in a car accident. It's serious." With that she wrenched her arm free and exited Jam Pony, breaking out into a full run.
April 9, 2019. A day that would change all their lives forever. A day that started out as any other in rainy Seattle, Washington, yet ended in a tragedy that had the magnitude to leave to even the strongest weak, crying, suffering. A day that would push one woman on the course to her destiny. A day that would push one man away from everything he held dear in his life. An April day in rainy Seattle...
Max Guevara stood at her locker inside the Jam Pony building, grinning like an idiot. Even the fact that Normal was behind her bitching and moaning about every little thing couldn't ruin her mood. She was humming softly to herself, as she tossed her belonging into her bag.
Original Cindy stared at her from a distance for a moment. This was so completely and utterly out of character for her best friend. Cindy walked over and placed a hand over Max's forehead. "Nope, no fever. So explain to Original Cindy why you're in such a good mood. You and your rich boyfriend bang the gong last night?"
To Cindy's surprise, Max just laughed good-naturedly. She didn't even correct the 'rich boyfriend'. "No, I fell asleep on his couch watching movies."
"And...Original Cindy can tell when her best boo isn't producing the truth. Not only did you not come home last night, you were late to work. Explanation." Cindy demanded.
"I fell asleep, when I woke up, Logan insisted on feeding me before he'd let me leave."
"Whatever, spill it Max."
Max hesitated before she spoke. "Well, when I was carrying the breakfast dishes into his kitchen, let's just say we ran into each other. Lips first." With that she slammed her locker shut and walked off to make her next delivery.
Cindy smiled after her. "It's about freakin' time!" She shouted after Max.
Two Hours Later
Max and Cindy were walking out on their lunch break when Max's pager went off. Rolling her eyes Cindy muttered something about short leashes as Max grabbed the pager off her belt loop. "Hmm... It's not Logan. He's the only one who ever pages me in the middle of the day." Cindy leaned against the wall as Max went over to the phone. She could only hear Max's end of the conversation, but it was informative enough.
"Hey Bling...How'd you get my pager number..." Cindy watched Max pale several shades, even from the distance. "What?....What?" Max asked, her voice shaking. She dropped the phone without hanging it up, turning and rushing out of Jam Pony. Cindy rushed after her. "Boo! Boo!" She called as Max ran past her. "Max!" She repeated as she grabbed her arm. "What happened?"
"Logan was in a car accident. It's serious." With that she wrenched her arm free and exited Jam Pony, breaking out into a full run.