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I wasn't going to upload for another couple of days but since this story has reached over 500 reviews I thought I would treat you all to a very quick update lol

I'm so happy how much you guys like the characters of Jessie and Cindy, I poured a lot of effort and time into creating them and obviously it was worth it! Cindy will be leaving this story in a few chapters, but I promise you she will be back from time to time. I've grown to love her character as much as I love Jessie's so I'm going to be using her at every possible chance *winks* and I think you'll all enjoy her appearances.

This update is a bit more lighthearted, we have some cute moments to break up the tension. (Flour in the kitchen and two girls... *winks*) but we also have a couple deeper scenes too, especially when Jessie learns some more about Lisa's past...

And of course, we still have the question of if Jessie gets to stay with Jack and Lisa... well, you guys will just have to wait! No spoilers here to see...

Anyway guys, I hope you enjoy! I know your all liking putting together the pieces of Lisa's past together and your about to get a huge chunk of her backstory... but I still have some more surprises with her past further on down the track...

Chapter 20.0

'That's it Cindy.' Jessie encouraged as Cindy turned Warrior in the opposite direction in the round pen, nodding with satisfaction at her riding. The girl was getting better, a huge improvement having taken place since she had first started to ride Warrior. 'Give him a little more rein, don't use them to balance yourself. If you need to, hold onto the horn. You don't need to be hard with his mouth.'

'Okay, sorry boy.' She gave him a little extra rein, patting his shoulder as best she could as she tried to sit the trot. 'Can we go faster now? I think my eyeballs are going to be shaken out.'

Jessie chuckled. 'Relax your body Cindy, move your hips in time to his strides. Don't try to work against him.' She watched as Cindy tried to follow her instructions. 'Yes, that's better.'

'Can I canter now? Please?'

'Alright, alright. Stop moving your hips in time to his stride and nudge him softly with your heels.' Warrior lowered his head slightly as he transitioned into a canter going around her on the outside of the round yard. 'Yes, that's it Cindy. Keep him going forward, you're doing great.'

'Jessica.'

She turned at the man's voice, trying to contain the feelings welling up in her as she walked over to the corral fence. 'Clint.'

'How have you been going?'

'Alright, I guess.' She shrugged, turning back to Cindy. 'Take him back to a walk Cindy.'

'Okay.'

'Jessica, I need to speak with you.' Clint stated, seeing that she was being slightly difficult to approach. 'So can I please have your full attention?'

'Yes.' Jessie looked back at him, trying to control her emotions. She wanted nothing more than to give him a dressing down but she had promised Jack that she would behave herself. How did he think she was going? Really? She'd been told that she had to move to the city, Cindy was leaving, how did he think she was going? 'I'm listening.'

'I've arranged for a psychologist to come visit you this week before you go to Vancouver-'

'Why?'

'Standard procedure. She's going to come on Thursday.'

'Fine.' She sighed. 'Is that all?'

'Yes-'

Jessie turned back to Cindy, ignoring him as best she could. As far as she knew, a visit from a physiologist wasn't standard procedure. Did he think she was weak or something? She could feel anger welling up inside her that she tried to keep a lid on. Seriously, how did he think her mental state was going to be after she'd learnt she had to move away and leave everything she loved behind? What was the point? 'Cindy, halt him now.'

Clint could see from her body language that she considered the matter closed. He couldn't blame her really for the way she was acting. His line of work didn't really earn him friends with the children he had to work with. 'Cindy, can you come here please?'

Cindy nodded, dismounting and handed the reins to Jessie. She patted the stallions shoulder as he nudged her gently. 'Thanks for the ride boy.'

'I'll cool him off.' Jessie mounted, turning him back to the rail. 'You go talk to Clint. I'll meet you inside once you're finished.'

'Okay. Can we make the cookies then?'

'Sure.'

Jessie watched her walk off with Clint as she rode the stallion gently around the yard to cool him off. She patted his shoulder, he was barely warm and hadn't even broken into a sweat but she knew better than to just put him back in his stall without a proper cool down. He snorted as he shook his head, feeling the bit and she chuckled but without joy. 'Later mate, we'll go for a nice long gallop later.'

Riding him slowly around the pen, absorbed in the quietness of her aloneness her thoughts were able to take hold of her mind. She looked over at Cindy as she spoke with Clint, a pang of pain clutching her heart. She loved her like a sister, heck, she was the closest thing to a sister she had ever had. In the time since she had met her they had become close, attached to each other like they were blood family. She was family to her, not by blood but by something much stronger than that. Love.

She slowed him to a halt as she was satisfied that he was cooled down enough and dismounted, pulling the reins over his neck. He nudged her gently as she led him to the gate, opened it then led him into the barn to untack him. She cast another glance at Cindy as she tied him to the ring outside his stall and started to undo his cinch. In two days, Cindy was going back to her grandmother. She was happy for her, she truly was, family was important, being with family was everything yet she couldn't help but feel grieved at the same time. It felt like a part of her heart was going to be leaving with her absence. She had gotten used to her warm smile, her laugh when she was around. Cindy lit up every room she was in, she brought joy to everyone by her presence. She even owed her life to the girl, something that she would never be able to pay her back for.

She wiped her eyes as she lifted the heavy saddle off the horses back, wincing slightly from the pain in her ribs as she carried it to the stand. Her physical pain paled to the pain inside her, the mental and emotional pain that wouldn't let her out of its grasp. It held her tightly in its hands, her mind refusing to fight against it anymore as she broke down for the second time that day. She and Cindy were going to be separated and in a week she was going to be moving to the city to live with people she didn't know in a place that was terrifyingly new to her. A new fear rose inside her. Was she ever going to see Cindy again?

Warrior scraped the ground with his hoof, bringing her back to reality and she quickly got hold of herself and headed back over to him. 'Sorry boy, I just needed a minute.' She slipped his bridle off, placing his halter on him in its place. He sniffed her arm as she rubbed his neck, nibbling gently at her coat. 'You still have oats in your bucket boy, you don't need to eat me.' She chuckled as she let him into his stall, the stallion instantly dropping his nose into his feed bucket. 'I'll be back later boy, we're going to head out on a trail ride with Jack, Lisa and Cindy.' Our first, last and only. Her thoughts reminded her as she turned from the stallion and exited the barn.

The wind chilled her slightly as she hurried from the barn to the house, passing Cindy and Clint on the way. She couldn't help but wonder what he was saying to her as she went into the house, glancing back at them as she closed the door behind her. She's the lucky one, she's going home to where she belongs. To a person who loves her. Me, where am I going? From pillar to post from house to house that will never become home. She couldn't help the little sting of jealousy but then felt instantly bad for even thinking it. Cindy had been through enough herself, she deserved to be able to go back home to her grandmother.

She sighed as she pulled her coat off, uttering a small yelp as her ribs throbbed and she had to take a deep breath before she hung her coat up. She closed her eyes as it pounded, knowing that lifting the saddle had strained her a little bit too much.

'Jessie honey, are you okay?' Lisa was by her side in a moment, touching her shoulder gently. The girl flinched but didn't pull away as she nodded, breathing heavily. 'Your ribs bothering you again?'

'Slightly.' She admitted, her eyes focused on the ground as she turned to her. 'Getting the saddle off Warrior was just a little too much too soon.'

'What are we going to do with you Jessie? Somehow you need to be more careful when you are hurt.' The woman sighed, her hand still on her shoulder as the girl kept her eyes on the floor. Gently she made her look up at her, the girl's eyes breaking her heart as she saw the dried tears on her cheeks. Oh Jessie darlin. Jack had told her about the meltdown she had had earlier that morning, obviously she had another one since then. 'You been crying?'

'Yeah.' She conscientiously wiped her cheeks, but the tear stains were still there. 'Silly me. I already had a good catawaling session this morning, I shouldn't have any tears left after that lot but apparently I do.'

'Jessie crying is nothing to be ashamed of.' Lisa replied gently. 'Do you want a hug?' The girl nodded and she took her into a warm embrace. Jessie laid her head on her chest, leaning against her as she kissed her head. She couldn't imagine how she was feeling. Scared, terrified, that was probably a good start.

The girl closed her eyes, leaning into her hold. She wanted to remember her hugs, Lisa's warm arms wrapped around her, the woman's gentle kisses on her head, the smell of the perfume she wore. When things had gotten bad at the foster home she'd used to imagine Lisa holding her, pretended that she was safe in her arms. It was the only place she felt truly safe, Lisa was her safe place. She made her feel loved, wanted, and yet she was going to be saying goodbye again in less than a week. A small sob escaped her and Lisa held her tighter. How could she say goodbye?

'Your okay honey, you're okay.' The girls sob hadn't escaped her notice. 'Your okay.'

Jessie nodded as she pulled back, wiping her eyes. 'I'm fine now, thank you Lisa.'

'Your welcome honey.' She brushed her fringe back out of the girl's face. 'Your pretty upset about Cindy leaving and your new foster home aren't you?'

She nodded again as they walked into the kitchen. 'But I would rather not talk about it at the moment. I've still got the rest of today and tomorrow with her and I aim to make the best of it. As for the foster home, I'm just trying to deal with one thing at a time.' She looked at Jack as he poured himself a cup of coffee from the machine. 'Jack, is it alright if I get the things out to bake the cookies? Clint is still with Cindy so I thought if I got the things ready once he's finished we can start right away.'

'Sure, that's fine with me Jessie.'

'Brilliant.'

'What kind of cookies are you going to make?' Lisa asked as Jessie started to gather utensils and ingredients, taking a seat down at the table.

'Chocolate chip. Apparently they're Cindy's grandma's favourite, so we're going to make some extra for Cindy to give her.'

She chuckled. 'Chocolate chip cookies were my favourite when I was little. The first thing I used to do when I went to visit my Grandmother was stick my hand in her cookie jar. By the time I'd leave she'd be lucky enough to have a quarter left.'

'I guess you'd better put these under lock and key Jessie.' Jack teased, turning on the oven to heat it up ready for the cookies. 'Or Lisa will eat them all.'

'Jack, I have learnt self-control since those days.' She winked at Jessie. 'I might leave half of them left.'

'Lisa.' Jessie giggled, placing the mixing bowl on the table. 'Do you want to make them with us?'

'Sure honey, I'd love to.' She quickly rolled up her sleeves so that they didn't get dirty. 'Just tell me what you want me to do, your the boss.'

'Well, I can see that you have everything under control so I might head out and see to the horses.' Jack put his empty mug into the sink. 'There's some turkey leftovers from dinner last night Jessie, you could turn that into some sandwiches for our picnic if you want.'

'Alright, I'll sort that out while the cookies are baking.' She replied as Jack headed out to the barn and she placed the last of the ingredients down on the table. 'Now we just have to wait for Cindy and we can start.' She sighed as she sat down across from Lisa, resting her head on her arms. Her thoughts started to creep back into her mind and she quickly turned her attention to something else. 'Tell me a story Lisa.'

'A story?'

'Mmmhmm.' She nodded. 'From when you were little. I'm sure you got up to all kinds of mischief.'

Lisa chuckled. 'I was a pretty good kid.'

'Really?' She teased. 'Tell me about your Grandmother then. What was she like? Other than letting you have free rein on the cookie jar.'

'She was one of the nicest ladies you could ever meet.' She replied with a faraway look in her eye. 'I never knew my Grandparents on my father's side so she was the only Grandparent I had. Her husband died a couple of years before I was born so she moved back to Hudson from the States to help my Mom. She had a little cottage not far from Fairfield, quite a bit smaller than this house but it was the perfect size for her and my sister and I when we would go to visit.' She paused for a moment, smiling. 'Everytime we went to visit she always had something baking for us in the oven. I can still smell her banana bread cooking, it was and still is one of my favourite desserts. She was the best cook, I've never tasted desserts that would be her equal.'

'Mmm, sounds delicious.' She replied dreamily, the talk of food suddenly making her feel very hungry indeed. 'What else did she do?'

'Well she loved to garden. Every year she would plant a veggie patch in addition to the flowers she grew. In spring her yard was like a field of gold, daisies were her favourite even though they're considered a weed. They matched her personality, bright and cheerful.' Lisa glanced out the window for a moment, wondering what Clint was talking to Cindy about. 'She'd sew and knit too, I still have the dress she made me for my sixth birthday.'

'Sounds like she was an awesome grandma.'

'She was.' She agreed, the good memories coming with a slight tinge of sad ones too. She'd passed away when she was eight from cancer, it had taken her a long time to get past losing her. 'Yes, she was the best I could ever ask for.'

'You were lucky to be able to know her.' Jessie looked up, her chin still resting on her crossed arms. 'I never met my Grandparents, I don't even know their names.'

'I'm sorry Jessie.'

'No, it's okay. If they were anything like my parents I'm glad I never met them.'

'Can we make the cookies now?' Cindy asked as she cheerfully bounded in. 'I'm starving.' She emphasised the word, hanging up her coat. 'Riding has given me an appetite.'

Lisa laughed, Jessie chuckling as she got up and grabbed the last couple ingredients from the fridge. 'Wash your hands first Cindy, we won't start till you're here.'

'Yeah, they are pretty dirty.' She glanced down at them then headed to the bathroom. 'I'll be right back, make sure you wait for me!'

'Yes Cindy, yes.' Jessie rolled her eyes, turning to Lisa as she placed the butter and eggs onto the table. 'I think that to say she's excited is an understatement.'

'She likes doing things with you.'

'I know.' She sighed heavily. 'I don't know what I'm going to do with myself when she goes back home. She's the closest thing to family I've ever had.'

Lisa touched her cheek gently, wishing that the two girls could have been able to stay together but she knew that wasn't possible. Cindy had to go back to her family, and Jessie, heaven forbid they were turned down by the department, to a foster home. She didn't know what to say to her, but somehow her touch seemed to reassure the girl. Cindy returned, breaking the moment up. 'See, we haven't started without you.'

'Good.' Cindy smiled, her sleeves rolled up as she took a place beside Lisa at the table. 'What do you want me to do Jessie?'

'You can test the eggs, we're going to need six of them.' She handed the cartoon and a beaker of water to her. 'You know how to tell if an egg is good or bad?'

She frowned as she tried to remember. 'Sink, good. Float and it's bad.'

'Yep, that's right. We don't want rotten eggs in our cookies.'

'No, we don't.' She agreed with a chuckle, gently dropping the eggs into the water. 'They're all good.'

'Alright, dry them off and break them into this bowl.' Jessie passed her a small bowl in-between measuring the butter and sugar. 'Try not to get the shell in it, they're supposed to be chocolate chip cookies, not crunchy egg.' Cindy chuckled, taking the bowl and started to crack the eggs. She turned to Lisa, handing her the bowl with the butter and sugar. 'Can you mix that up please?'

'Sure.' She grabbed a whisk off the table and began to fold the sugar into the butter. 'That about do it?'

'Yep. You finished with those eggs yet Cinds?'

'All done.'

'Alright, pour them in with the butter and sugar.' Cindy put the eggs into the bowl as she measured out the milk to go into the mixture. 'Just stir it up again Lisa please. Cindy, can you sift the baking powder into the flour?'

'Okay.' She took the sifter and dumped the flour into it, giggling as some of the flour landed on Jessie and Lisa. 'Woops.'

'Cindy!' Jessie pretended to be mortified for a moment, then as she put her hand into the flour bag a cheeky twink came into her eyes. 'Oh you're going to get it.'

'Stop, stop.' She laughed as Jessie threw the flour at her, grabbing her own handfuls to toss back at her. 'Hey.'

'Girls, girls!' Lisa complained, trying to keep out of the line of fire. 'That's enough.'

Jessie grinned mischievously, looking at Cindy as she grabbed another handful. 'I think she means she wants in on it too.'

'I think so too.' Cindy agreed, throwing a nice big handful her direction as Lisa tried to hurry out of the kitchen, laughing hysterically. 'I got you!'

'That's it girls.' Lisa made a dive for the flour bag, grabbing it before Cindy and Jessie could get another handful. The girls giggled and laughed as they tried to get away, Lisa bombarding them with flour. 'My turn.'

'Okay, okay.' Jessie gasped between fits of laughter, sneezing from the flour in the air. 'I surrender, I surrender.'

'I do too.' Cindy laughed, looking up from where she had ducked down underneath the table. 'You won fair and square.'

Lisa chuckled, placing the half empty bag back on the table. She sneezed, her jacket and shirt covered in flour as she looked down at her clothes. She was just as covered in it as the girls were. 'I think we'll just call it even girls, you got me pretty good too.'

'What on earth happened?' Jack asked, looking into the kitchen as he and Ty walked in to grab a drink. Lisa, the girls and most of the kitchen were covered in flour. He couldn't help chuckle at Lisa, her hair and clothes absolutely covered in it but her bright blue eyes sparkled. To him, she couldn't look any more beautiful. 'Looks like a blizzard came through here.'

'I have got to get a photo of this.' Ty chuckled as he grabbed his phone from his pocket. 'The three snow women.'

Lisa looked down at the girls with a chuckle. 'We sort of had a flour fight-'

'We started it.' Cindy interrupted, trying to shake the flour out of her hair. 'But Lisa finished it. She got me good.'

'C-Cindy.' Jessie sneezed loudly as Cindy covered her in more flour. 'Please.'

'Oh, sorry.' She moved away from her, giving her some space. 'I didn't mean it.'

'It, it's, Achoo!' She sneezed again, trying to stop herself but not being able to. 'It's okay.'

'Did you actually manage to get any flour in the bowl?' Ty teased, trying to dodge the flour on the floor so he could get a drink from the fridge.

'A little.' Cindy replied, heading back to the bowl to finish her job. 'I think Lisa has more flour on her though then what has to go into the cookies.'

'I can't argue with that.' Lisa agreed, trying to take off her flour laden jacket without putting more into the air. She caught Jack's eye, smiling as he looked at her. 'What?'

He shook his head, chuckling. 'I never thought I'd see the day that Lisa Stillman got into a flour fight with a couple of kids and still somehow manage to look beautiful.'

'Jack Bartlett.' She laughed, throwing a handful of flour at him that she had scraped off the table. He dodged it as he laughed, putting his hands up in surrender while the two girls started cackling hysterically. 'Is that all you can come up with?'

'You two.' Jessie managed to get out between fits of laughter, tears running down her cheeks she was laughing so hard. 'You should have seen your face Jack. It was hilarious!'

'I think I should probably get before Lisa throws another lot of flour at me.' He teased with a smile, Lisa's eyes dancing as she looked at him. 'Come on Ty, I don't want to get caught up in round two.'

'Oh, you sure you two don't want to join us?' Cindy grinned mischievously as Ty gingerly made his way out of the kitchen. 'There's room and flour for two more.'

'I think I'll stick to mending fences Cindy.' Ty replied, glancing at Jessie. It was the first time that he'd heard the girl laugh and look genuinely happy. Their eyes met for a moment and Jessie quickly looked away, focusing on her mixing bowl. It must have been quite something for her to get so involved and it made him happy to see her enjoying herself. Goodness knew she deserved it. 'Save me a couple cookies will you? If they manage to make it to the oven that is.'

'Go.' Cindy ushered him out the door, threatening to throw flour on him and he and Jack made a quick disappearance. She turned back to them, taking her place at the table again. 'What next?'

'A thorough clean up of us three.' Lisa replied, trying to get the flour out of her coat but not having much luck. She gave up, throwing it over the back of the chair and turned to the two girls. Both of them were covered from head to toe in flour, Jessie's face drying the flour on it with tears from her laughter. 'Look at you two.' She exclaimed with a chuckle. 'Your both an absolute mess.'

'You wouldn't exactly be going to dinner with Jack looking like that either.' Jessie teased, Lisa looked like she was covered in more flour than Cindy. 'Let's get these cookies in the oven and get cleaned up shall we? Jack won't appreciate his kitchen looking like this. Add the chocolate chips in now and we're done.'

'Yeah yeah.' Cindy rolled her eyes with a sigh, dumping the chips into the mixture and folding them through. 'It was fun while it lasted.'

'Hand me those trays please Lisa.' She motioned to a couple of trays on the bench and Lisa quickly passed them to her. Quickly she divided the cookie mixture up, filling the three trays with dozens of quarter-sized cookies. 'Right, they are ready to go in. Now-' She looked around the kitchen. 'Let's get this mess cleaned up.'

Lisa chuckled, seeing her reflection in the bathroom mirror as she went in to clean herself up. Her hair was snow white with flour, her face smudged and dirty and her clothes covered in it. And Jack still called me beautiful. She thought with a smile as she washed her face and tried to get the flour out of her hair. Covered in flour and I still look beautiful to him.

Jack was one in a million, the only man she knew who made her feel truly special. Truly loved. He hadn't said those three little words I love you yet but he didn't have to for her to know he loved her. It was his touch, his smile, his caringness. The way he looked at her, the way his eyes would sparkle when they were together. She knew he basically worshipped the ground she walked on. It felt good to feel needed, wanted, loved.

She gave up trying to get the rest of the flour out of her hair, instead turning her attention to her clothes. She brushed off her jeans as best she could, then started to unbutton her shirt from the bottom up to quickly shake it out.

'Lisa, where are y-' Jessie stopped at the door, seeing the scars on the woman's body as she undone her shirt. She took a step back, horrified. Lisa was scared like her.

Lisa quickly pulled her shirt back down over her torso, her heart racing. 'Jessie, you scared me.'

'I, I'm sorry. I thought you were getting the vacuum cleaner.' She backed away another step at the tone Lisa used, her lip quivering. The look in Lisa's eyes scared her, she hadn't seen her like this before. Her eyes stung with tears, her emotions threatening to make her break down. It was a huge shock to her, seeing the scars that she had. Now it started to make sense with what she had said to her before. She wasn't the only one who had scars, Lisa had them too. 'I didn't know you were in here. I just wanted to wash my hands. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please don't be angry with me.'

Having gotten over her fright Lisa quickly calmed herself down, knowing she had frightened the child by her reaction. 'I'm not angry with you sweetheart.' She quickly assured her, walking over to her. The girl looked up at her, her body language reminding her of a dog that was begging not to be kicked. 'I'm not angry with you honey, it's my fault. I should have locked the door.' She put her arm at her gently. 'It's okay, there's nothing to be upset about.'

Jessie nodded, fighting back tears as she slowly calmed herself down too. She took a deep breath, looking up at her. 'Your scars-' She paused for a moment. 'We're the same. You said you understood me but I didn't know how anyone could. I was so mean to you Lisa-'

'Hey, there's no need to cry darlin.' She quickly wiped the girls' tears away. She could only imagine what she was thinking. 'I know you didn't understand at the time but there's nothing wrong with that. I know what it's like thinking no one could understand what you've been through. It happened a long time ago sweetie, I've lived with them a long time.'

She nodded, her brown eyes looking up at her. 'Was it your dad?'

Lisa shook her head. 'Not my dad, but a person I loved very much who I thought loved me.' She sighed, wiping another tear from the girl's cheek. 'Men haven't always been so kind and good to me like Jack is. I was in a really bad relationship when I was young, only a few years older then you actually. He was very abusive, very controlling.' She paused for a moment, trying to think of a way to explain to the girl as gently as possible to answer her question. 'But that is in the past, I moved forward, I got through it.'

'Does-' Jessie thought for a second. 'Does Jack-'

'I've never told anyone. Dan, my ex knew about my scars but I never told him how I got them. It wasn't something that I could talk about, even to him.' She looked her in the eyes. 'Jessie, I have kept my knowledge about your scars a secret since you spoke to me in confidence and I'm hoping that you will be able to do the same for me. One day I will tell Jack, once I am ready and can move forward but can you please not tell anyone?'

'I won't Lisa, I promise.' Jessie whispered, taking her hand gently. 'Jack will still love you, regardless. Don't ever think that he won't. I see the way he looks at you, the way he is with you. He sees you, not your outward appearance. He loves you for who you are inside. Nothing could change that. You could be covered in mud, or flour for instance-' She teased with a grin. 'and he'd still think you are gorgeous.'

She chuckled. 'I know. I'm lucky to have such a wonderful man in my life as he.' She paused, looking down with Jessie. 'When did you grow up to be so wise?'

'Oh, I don't know. I guess it's just from watching and thinking a lot.' Jessie smiled. 'When I see you two together, it makes me happy. You two are meant for each other, I know it.'

'Sssh, don't say that out loud or it mightn't happen.' Lisa tried to lighten the mood of their conversation.

'My lips are sealed.' She glanced back towards the kitchen. 'I need to finish cleaning up. The cookies are almost done.'

'Alright, I'll be out shortly.' Lisa kissed her head gently. 'Jessie, thank you. Your words mean more to me than you know.'

'It's okay.' She blushed slightly, her cheeks going red under the layer of flour. 'You've been here for me, now I get to return the favour.'

Lisa stood quietly for a moment after the girl had gone to get the vacuum cleaner herself and return to the kitchen. Sighing, she went back to the sink to finish tidying herself up, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Jessie might be right, but was telling the truth about her past to Jack something she could do when they had only been seeing each other for a year? She shook her head. She wasn't ready and maybe she never would be.

Today, here in Australia it's ANZAC day, a day where we remember the brave men, women and animals that fought in WW1 and WW2 that came from Australia and New Zealand, hence where ANZAC (Australian and New Zealand Army Corps) name comes from.

Least we forget