Thought that I would write a story that reflected my life, all character represent someone in mine!
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Margaret Houlihan was just getting out of a nice relaxing bubble bath when she heard a key turn in the front door, and it slam shut. The next thing she heard was a BANG, BANG, BANG, as her intruder stomped up the stairs. Exiting the bath room she was greeted by a stroppy 16 year old girl with long dark hair pulled back into a pony tail.
"I'm staying here tonight" said Margaret intruder as she dived on the bed in the spare room.
"You are" asked Margaret
"Yes" was the muffled reply, as her head was buried in the pillow "I can't stand another minute in that house with that woman" she spat
Margaret laughed "Let me guess, you on about the lovely Alison?"
"Yeah, the bitch"
"Language, Jennifer" Margaret scolded, but her eyes twinkled at what Jennifer had said
"Sorry…the witch" said Jennifer sarcastically removing her face from the pillow to look at Margaret
"That better" they both laughed "Now tell me what's wrong" asked Margaret
"I'll tell you over hot chocolate that I am going to make in your kitchen…with marshmallows, if you have any" getting a nod from Margaret she continued "while you get dressed" This was all said while getting off the bed, and leading Margaret towards her room.
"Sounds like a plan" said Margaret, giving Jen a kiss on the temple before they separated.
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Down in the Kitchen
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After two mugs of steaming hot chocolate had been made and the girls were curled up on the sofa in Margaret spacious living room, Jennifer's story came poring out.
"She's worming her way in between me and dad and I hate it" said Jen, nearly in tears "Were not as close as we used to me, I mean from the age of 6 it's just been me and him… I mean…sure he's had his girlfriends…some I liked but they were never permanent…not like Alison… I wouldn't mind is she wasn't such a bitch…and that daughter of hers is so close to getting a smack of me…" she trailed off and took a deep breath "Why did you and dad break up any way, you were one of his girlfriends that I liked"
"We just weren't right for each other Jen, to different" answered Margaret sincerely
"Yeah, but your still friends, I mean you live over the road from each other, you work together… that must be hard for you to see dad with other girls" asked Jen
"Sometimes" she answered taking a sip of her coffee
Silence fell on the two, both thinking about the same man…one Hawkeye Pierce. After the war Margaret had moved to Maine to take a job as a OR nurse at Maine general hospital, and ended up working with Hawkeye again. Hawkeye had returned home, and met a Erika, Jennifer mom; who had died when Jennifer was 6 years old in traffic accident. Margaret and Erika fast became best friends, and Margaret became a sort of Aunty/older sister to Jen. Since Erika's death, Hawkeye had, had a string of girlfriends, including Margaret.
All thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of the phone
"One guess who that is" said Jennifer as she collected up the empty mugs and took them back into the kitchen
"What you want me to say?"
"The truth"
"I'll think of something then..." taking a breath "Hello" she said cheerily
"Margaret, is she there?" the voice on the other end asked
"Yeah, she's here"
"Send her home now" said a pissed off voice on the other end of the line
"What…Why"
"I need to talk to her"
"Hawk, by the sound of it your both upset… why don't you leave it for tonight, and we'll sort it out tomorrow"
"This needs sorting now Margaret, what she said to Alison was despicable"
"What did she say" asked Margaret, who was now very interested in what Hawkeye had to say
"She told Alison, that she looked like a cross between a horse with constipation and has eyes like a little beady eyes like a ferret…" he was cut of by a snort from Margaret's end of the line "Your not laughing are you" he asked
"No, just….just a sneeze" she lied, smiling and giving Jen a thumbs up as she entered the living room again "What else did she say?"
"That a person who talks through helium, has a better voice than her, and that she and Megan should get back on their broom stick and fly back to what ever cave they came out off"
"Oh…dear" was all Margaret could come up with to say
"Oh dear Margaret, she's 16…she shouldn't be that disrespectful" he said clearly annoyed
"Can you blame her, she's 16, and has a so called step mother who she is supposed to hate…and she feels threatened by her"
"You think?" he asked
"Yeah, listen Hawk its late…sort it out tomorrow…OK?" she asked
"Yeah, listen…thank you for being there for her, and me…I appreciate it"
"It's ok…now go back to horse face" Margaret couldn't resist
"Bye Margaret" the line went dead, and both girls fell about laughing
"Constipated horse…" Margaret said sliding off the sofa and sitting on the floor laughing
"Good one I know" said an equally doubled over Jen
"You have a way with words" said Margaret calming down and walking over to Jen who was using the door frame for support
"Just like my father"
"Don't I know it" she said, stroking Jen's hair "Your very much like him"
"Is that a good thing?"
"Sometimes…but that mouth you need to watch it could get you into trouble one day, honey" said Margaret who was walking around the living room, turning of the lights "Time for bed I think"
"Yeah" came a sleepy reply from the teenaged Pierce
"Come on you" said Margaret leading Jen by the small of her back up the stairs
"Tuck me in" came a voice that sounded much younger that the owner
"How old are you" came the cheeky reply, as she poked Jennifer in the ribs
"Not to old to be tucked in" came the reply that was followed by a Pierce trade mark grin
"OK, OK"
Margaret sat on the edge of the bed, as Jen got her self comfy.
"Thank you" said a sleepy voice
"For what?"
"Everything, for being a…a …mom to me"
"I love you kiddo" said Margaret placing a motherly kiss on Jennifer's head "Sleep good"
"I love you too, Night…oh and can you leave the landing light on"
"Of course don't I always for you" and with that Margaret shut off the bedroom light, pulled the door to and made her way to her own room. Not two hours later did Jennifer find her way into Margaret's room, and curled up next to her.
More soon… I promise, just that it's late now and I have a busy day in the morning and need by beauty sleep
Please review…I you like I will continue" 3