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Kadma squatted at a large cardboard box unsure of what exactly she was searching for. Her elegant, coacoa brown fingers ached as they sifted through her things.
Knock knock knock!
Three light, but swift knocks demanded Kadma's attention.
"Who is there?" She asked sharply.
"An old friend." A sage voice replied.
Kadma rose from her spot on the floor; taking effortlessly graceful strides across the room to open the mahogony front door. Her features arranged themselves into a sincere smile at the sight of her small asian friend.
"Hello old friend." Yan Lin said. She held out a red package which was emitting a succulant smell.
A few minutes later the two women were seated on the large red leather couch in Kadma's living room sipping tea, and eating the almond cookies Yan Lin had brought.
"So what brings you by?" Kadma asked conversationally.
"Just checking on you before you go into recluse." Yan lin replied. She sipped her tea.
"What?"
"I know how you like to deal with things Kadma." Yan lin said matter of factly, "Grief, anger, depression, sometimes even joy. You always lock yourself away to deal with it on your own."
Kadma humphed, but said nothing. She knew Yan lin was right.
"Remember when you first got married? We all knew you were ecstatic. So much so we didn't hear from you for almost a year." Yan Lin laughed.
"My first marriage? Don't remind me." Kadma replied with an eyeroll before sipping her tea.
Knowing that that particular subject brought her friend a lot of pain, Yan Lin decided to change the subject.
"So what were you doing?" She motioned towards the small mess of boxes.
"Oh, excuse me! Let me get that." Kadma said a tad apologetically. Yan Lin knew how much her friend hated any kind of mess.
"Let me help you." Yan Lin scurried her way over to help.
"No no you're my guest."
"I insist."
The two women continued their polite argument for a while until something caught Yan Lin's eye.
"You still have that?" She said in disbelief.
Kadma follwed her friends gaze to a book. The title read: Booming Future! Ugh! Fifty years later, that title still made Kadma groan.
"Believe it or not." Kadma replied laughingly. She carefully picked up the old book.
"Tiān a!" Yan Lin exclaimed as Kadma handed her the old year book. The two flipped through it laughing at the cateye framed glasses.
"Would you look at that!" Kadma pointed out.
"Talk about a blast from the past." Yan Lin agreed.
"Oh!" Kadma explained suddenly, "Speaking of which!" The old woman didn't finish the thought instead with renewed vigor she searched her things.
While she did Yan Lin amused herself by flipping through the images of greased hair, cateye glasses, and loose socks.
"Aha! Here it is!" Kadma said. She proudly displayed a book with a pink, and black polka dotted cover. A felt poodle, ribbons, and glitter adorned the front. Yan Lin recognized it immediately.
"My scrapbook!" She exclaimed. Before Yan Lin, and her old friends entered the ninth grade; Yan Lin had made them all scrapbooks for the memories they would share...
"Yes my friend. Now who has a hard time dealing with the past?" Kadma stated smugly.
Yan Lin ignored the comment. Ditching the yearbook, she grabbed this newest piece of history giddily. Kadma laughed at her friends childish behavior. Tegether the two flipped open to the first picture.
"Oh my goodness!" Kadma, and Yan Lin laughed.
"Did you ever see a better dressed group of kids?" Kadma said approvingly. She was pointing to a picture of herself, Yan Lin, Cassidy, Halinor, and Nerissa fifty years ago at the Silver Dragon resturant.
The five girls wore matching fluffly poodle skirts. Yan Lin stood in the center practically doubled over in laughter, as the other girls yelled: Happy Birthday! In the background as many kids as possibly tried to squeeze into the shot making peace signs, and goofy faces.
"Good times." Yan Lin said wistfully.
"Yup." Kadma seconded. "That," She tapped the picture for emphasis, "Was before this." She turned to a second picture, and tapped it triggering both ladies memories. Mentally taking them back in time...
Yeah...the next chapter will begin their story from the very beginning, but until then please review! And stick around for more chapters. Hope this was OK