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"Billy…that Billy?" Eric asked Bridget, who was now pacing back in forth in their bedroom. "Read the letter…" Bridget pulled the note out of her back pocket and unwrapped it. "Here." She put in his hand, and fell down on the bed. Eric flattened it out on his lap and began to read it.

Ms. Vreeland, I suppose you are wondering why I am sending this home with your daughter. I am her homeroom teacher…Mr. (Billy) Klein. It's me Bee…yeah. It's strange how things work out. I never thought that I would get the chance to see you again. But here I am…living in the same city as you are. I read about your new coaching position in the paper. I was surprised. My wife…I am married, had to help me off of the floor. Laura and I never worked out, but I fell in love during my junior year of college. Her name is Jackie, and we are expecting our third child in October. She works in the children's psychiatric center in Manhattan. It's a very interesting job.

I started teaching about 15 years ago. I teach American History and I coach soccer. I haven't done that in years. But the principal at MLK, (MLK is an actual school in Manhattan…but I'm a bit iffy on the details! So…that's where he teaches and Ella goes.) Knew about my previous soccer experience, and he called me up and offered me the job. Of course, I have a lot to work with this season. I hope that we will be seeing more of each other as the year goes on. Jackie and I would love to have you over for dinner one night…if you have time, of course. I know that your job will take you away from home, more than you would like.

-Billy

"I think we should definitely take him up on that offer of his." Eric sat down on the bed and started taking off his shoes. "I think you two need this closure." "Oh no!" Bridget said sitting up. "That closure happened 20-something years ago."

Ella walked past Eric and Bridget's open bedroom door and stuck her head in. "Isn't it ironic? Don't you think? A little too ironic! Yeah I really do think!" She sang the words to the old Alanis Morissette song and went on her way. "This is a little too ironic for my taste!" Bridget joked.

The next morning Ella walked into homeroom and walked right up to Billy. "Hey Mr. Klein…or can I call you Billy?" "Good morning Ella. No…call me Mr. Klein." Billy seemed a little agitated this morning. "I'm sorry…it's just that my mom read the note." Billy turned away from the board and put down the chalk. "Oh…and?" "We will be at your house tomorrow night at seven." Ella started to walk away but Billy caught her arm. "We?" "Yeah," Ella stopped walking. "My mom, myself…and Eric." Ella caught a glimpse of jealousy in his eyes. For the rest of homeroom, Billy seemed lost. He called out everyone's names in a slow and monotone manner.

Tiki leaned over and whispered to Ella. "What's his problem this morning?" "Eric…I thought he knew about Eric. I guess he didn't." Ella cringed back, as if she were expecting a blow to come from the front of the classroom, at any moment. "Oh." Tiki sat back in her chair and pulled her head phones back on.

SoccerMom: Hey Carmen

Carmeenabelle: Hey Bee! How are you feeling?

SoccerMom: Blah…you know the feeling. I have some more news.

Carmeenabelle: You're not having twins are you?

SoccerMom: No…it's not about the pregnancy…it's about someone else.

Carmeenabelle: Get to the point Bee.

SoccerMom: Billy

Carmeenabelle: Billy what? You're going to have to tell me more than that

SoccerMom: Billy Klein is Ella's teacher

Carmeenabelle: Wow…that's interesting. Does he know about you and Eric…and the new addition?

SoccerMom: Not that I know of…but he seems happy. He has two kids, and one on the way. His wife seems really nice. She's a doctor at a children's hospital in Brooklyn. Ella and I…and Eric, are all going over to their house to eat dinner. It should be fun.

Carmeenabelle: Ah, well I really have to go now. The paper is due at the printers in ten minutes. I'll call you later Bee, love you as always

SoccerMom: Yeah you too…talk to you later.

Bridget, Eric, and Ella drove to Billy's house, which was near the hospital in Manhattan, where his wife worked. She greeted them at the door; her protruding belly, very noticeable. But from the neck up, she looked normal, like she wasn't pregnant. "Hi! My name is Jackie. Billy seems so exited to have ya'll join us." "Oh he is!" Ella said under her breath. Bridget kept a tight grip on Eric's hand. He could feel the tension that was already in the air. And Bridget hadn't even seen Billy yet. He wasn't even sure if Billy knew about the pregnancy…or even about Eric and Bridget. "I'm Ella." Ella reached out her hand to shake Jackie's. "Mr. Klein is my teacher." "Oh yes, he told me about you. He said you were the spitting image of your mom…and he was right! It's eerie, isn't it?" She ushered them into another room, two teenagers were sitting on the couch watching television. "Jason, and Alicia, come here for a second. Our guests are here. This is Bridget Vreeland, and her daughter Ella. Ella is sixteen…she's the same age as you are Alicia…" "Duh mom. I know how old I am." Alicia blew a bubble with her gum and then sucked it back in. "And this is…" Jackie stopped talking and held out her hand to Eric. "I'm sorry; I failed to get your name." "I'm Eric…Eric Richman." "And this is Eric Richman." Jackie pulled her hand back in and pointed to inside the kitchen. "Dinner is actually ready, so if you all want to come into the dining room…and please excuse the mess. We just moved in a couple of weeks ago." "Oh no problem!" Bridget said trying to ease the tension that only she and Eric were feeling. "I, um, my daughter and I just moved in with Eric. The place is a mess."

Billy walked into the dining room and placed the chicken on the table. "So you cook too?" Bridget asked. Billy looked at her and his smile went away. "Yes, but you wouldn't know that would you?" That hurt Bridget. "Listen…it isn't my fault that…" Eric covered her mouth with his hand before she could say something to hurt Billy. "So let's eat!" Jackie said taking the hint from Eric that the subject shouldn't be discussed in front of the kids. He obviously knew more than she did.

After dinner, Alicia left to go out with her friends, and Jason went upstairs to his room. Ella was now sitting with the adults in the living room. "So, how'd you two meet?" Ella asked Jackie and Billy. She needed to divert the conversation away from Billy and Bridget. "Um…well I was a sophomore and Billy was a junior. We kind of just met at a party…yeah and then that's basically it! I mean we married three years later and started our careers. Then we had Alicia, and then Jason. What about you…Eric and Bridget?" "I can tell you that story." Billy cut in. Bridget looked at him, staring him down. Billy didn't care what she thought right now.

"Bridget and Eric met when Bridget was sixteen, Eric was nineteen. Then you know they had a rough summer. So it never went any further. Um…then let's see if I can remember this correctly. Oh yes…Bridget met up with him again two summers later. Then she left him again. Now she's back with him…I wonder how long that will last." Bridget's jaw dropped. "Billy…I can't believe you…" Ella and Eric sat back in silence and watched the war between Billy and Bridget. "Oh yeah!" Billy added. "And…" Before he could finish Ella stood up and stepped in between him and Bridget. "Shut up!" She yelled. "Can't we all just be civilized here? Billy, I don't want to have to hate you for anything that you say to my mom about why you are a loser and have never gotten over her. And mom…I don't want you to regret anything you say. Plus you need to calm down. It's not good for the baby!" "Oh my!" Jackie exclaimed. "Oh my gosh Bridget! You're expecting too! We must get together and talk. It would be lovely." "Yeah…lovely." Bridget said. She looked at Billy as his wife went crazy about the fact that she and Bridget were both pregnant. There wasn't pain in his eyes, or in his expression, but there was another emotion there that she couldn't quite place.

Hello to all. I am off of work until Saturday, so if I don't update before then, then there is something seriously wrong with me! Lol! No… I'm just kind of stuck right now. It's not a good place to be! (And plus I've got this hectic and crazy and weird life going on right now!) But I will try my hardest to update. Rachel