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Chapter Three: Topanga Lawrence

            The phone rang in the small general store in the tiny town of Caribou (A.N. I made that up) An aging but still beautiful woman reached over to answer it. The Arctic sun coming into the store windows glittered in her hair. When she heard the voice on the other end, a shudder went down her spine. She was shocked to hear the voice from the past. She hung up the phone, her hands shaking, and walked across the store to her boss.

            "Mr. Richardson?" she said.

            "Yes Ms. Lawrence?" the old man said, turning to face her.

            "I'm going to need a few days off…I have to catch a plane to Philadelphia. In fact, I better head over to see if someone will fly me to Anchorage so I can get to Philly tonight." She said.

            "Of course Ms. Lawrence. Have a safe flight," He said.

            Topanga turned and headed to the door. She waded through the deep snow and to her car. She drove to her small, quiet, and lonely home, where she packed a few things and headed to the tiny landing strip in town to see if anyone was available to fly her out.

            Once she found a pilot, she boarded the small two-passenger plane and strapped herself in. As soon as the plane took off, she was left in her own thoughts.

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            Topanga Lawrence is seated on the toilet seat in the small bathroom of the apartment she shares with her husband, Cory Mathews. They are both poor college students. Her head is in her hands, and she is crying. Every so often, she glances up to look at the positive pregnancy test in front of her. Cory Mathews enters the bathroom, takes one look at the test, and storms out. When she leaves the bathroom, Cory Mathews is gone, along with his things.

            Topanga shudders at this painful memory, and at the fact that she will most likely see Cory again in Philadelphia.

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            Topanga Lawrence is seated on the cold table at her doctor's office. The doctor walks into the room, and tells her that her baby is for sure gone. She sobs, knowing that her last link with Cory is gone.

            Topanga sobs, the scars from the miscarriage still remain on her heart.

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            Topanga Lawrence is sitting at the kitchen table, with divorce papers sent to her from Cory, and with the address of a divorce lawyer in Seattle. The papers have instructions for her to sign them, and then send them back to the Seattle address. She signs the paper, as her tears fall on it.