Author Note: ... Memories...they take out characters back to happier times...well, for some at least!

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Chapter 07 – Remember

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June 2011

Red and Kitty were eating an early dinner at the kitchen table. She was going over the old photo albums like she did every week hoping to help her husband retain as many memories as he could.

"Ben was the cutest baby." Kitty said touching the photo of the blue blanketed bundle. Red looked at the picture. "It's a shame that his mother had to go and run off like that." Kitty was startled because she didn't think her husband thought about Donna. If at all! What else did he remember? "You know why she went to Panama don't you?"

Red opened the top of the one beer he was allowed that week. "Yeah, she came by the house the day before she left to talk to us. Don't you remember?"

Kitty shook her head. "Was that the night I rushed Eric and Ben to Eergency because he stuck that Hot Wheel tire up his little nose?"

Red laughed. "Maybe that was it. She said that she felt better working than being a mom and housewife. She thought that Eric was a great dad and would make sure Ben got everything he needed but Kitty, I think she was being unfaithful. Maybe not at that particular time but…she saw it coming and wanted to get out of town fast."

Kitty paused, "You know…I think I remember having a couple of discussions like that with my ex-daughter-in-law….I thought it was cute that she had a work crush on her boss. But Red, I never thought she would act on it."

Eric opened the patio doors and rushed in sitting at the table. "You are never going to believe this!" The younger Forman said excitedly.

Red looked at his son and raised a brow. "You have shocking news? Is my hair growing back or something?"

Eric smiled, "No. Someone donated all new equipment for our music department! We have new trombones, a drum set, a piano and get this….three electric guitars!"

Kitty smiled. "See honey? There are still nice people in the world. Eric, sweetie…that is just the nicest thing. Don't forget to write a thank you note."

"No can do mom. It was an anonymous donor. The equipment was just there." Eric peeled off his jacket and laid it over the back of his chair. "Oh, did I tell you Ben got in contact with his mom? She's buying a ticket so he can fly down for a week and visit."

Kitty smiled. "That's nice sweetie. Will Benjamin be back before our special day?"

"Yeah, he's leaving in a couple of days and I've got a weekend planned with Delilah Rockwell!" Eric mimed rubbing his hands together. "I can't wait!"

Red looked embarrassed. "You can't wait for what? Your own son to leave? Or getting that nice Betsy Kelso's aunt in your bed?"

Eric's face fell. It did sound bad when his father said it like that. "Actually I'm glad Donna's taking the time to visit with Ben. I think she's going to be surprised to see what a great kid he is."

Red looked at his beer and then looked up at Eric. "Who are you?"

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Casey and his wife were unceremoniously arrested and taken to an airport hanger in a private field. Only the rich and famous ever used this tiny airstrip in all of Winnipeg. Casey was concerned for his wife – she looked like she was going to have a nervous breakdown.

They tried to flee with the measly little hundred Kelso bucks but that black haired man with the Ray Bans managed to stop their broken down Tercel just outside of town. "You either come with me or I'll have you arrested."

Later, at the airport, Glory didn't know what to think. Casey made all the big decisions. This was HUGE! She was almost relieved that they had been caught. Being on the run had seemed so fun and exciting in the beginning but now…it was old and she was tired. She just held out her wrists for the handcuffs. Her husband made a half-assed attempt to run but just exhaled loudly and sat down on the curb. "We'll go with you." He said resignedly.

"Thank you Mr. Norman. Every little thing you do to be accommodating will make it better for you in the end."

Glory looked up, ready to cry. "Where are you taking us?"

Ray Bans looked down his nose. "Back to the US. You have some explaining to do. You have some obligations to repay. My employer will discuss this with you when the plane lands."

Casey looked at the handcuffs on his wrists and all he could think of was that casino owner's goons ready to bust his knees if he didn't pay up. Owing the casino wasn't his only debt. Casey Kelso was always running some kind of get rich quick scheme and then running off with the money. But when he ran to Canada and fell in love with Glory Norman, he resolved to live a better life.

Yeah. Look where it got him. He was going back to where it all started.

He hated remembering.

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Jackie looked at her pedometer and the second mile had just passed so she stopped the treadmill. Pam Macy looked at her and grinned. "You have a secret." Jackie blushed, "Do not."

Pam climbed off the bicycle, adjusted her bra strap and waved at the cute honey that was lifting weights. "Yes you do. You've been dying to tell me all night. Let's shower and go get a sandwich. Tell me all the details."

Jackie laughed and grabbed her gym bag, heading for the locker room. Should she tell the most gossipy woman in all of Point Place her secret? Well, Pam was her best friend and it couldn't hurt to get a woman's opinion! Jackie followed Pam to the showers and reached in turning the taps so the spray wouldn't be too hot. The gym water always seemed to dry out her skin!

She wet her hair and applied a light shampoo and suddenly, all she could think about was if Steven was in the shower with her? What if that was his hands running all over her body and maybe his lips trailing kisses over here…and down here and ooh! The water pulsating on her body made her think about his broad hard chest – what would it feel like under her hands? The cold water suddenly pulled her out of her daydream. Damn! How long was I in here?

Pam swirled her straw through her diet Coke. She looked at her friend. "Okay, enough is enough. Start talking or I'm going to tell everyone what I saw in the gym shower."

Jackie's eyes got big, "You wouldn't dare!"

Pam laughed, "I was faking it but now I want to know that too! Talk to me Jackie."

Jackie toyed with her napkin. "Pam…do you think it's possible to fall in love with a voice?"

"Hell yeah, I do it all the time. Every time I hear Patrick Stewart's British accent, I think I'm gonna wet my panties."

"Pam! God, I don't want to know that about you!" Jackie said shocked. Pam only laughed, "Then don't get me started on Jack Nicholson. I can't watch A Few Good Men without pausing and rewinding 800 hundred times! Mm-mmm….a man in a uniform. Yum. So….what voice is it that you're falling in love with?"

"Steven J Hyde.' Jackie confessed.

Pam leveled a warning look. "The Mr. Hyde that broke your heart? The Mr. Wild Weekend-of-Sex and Left – that same guy?"

Jackie blushed. "I know, it's crazy but I'm older and I can see how impulsive I was. Look at us. You and me were rivals but now we're best friends. People can change. I think time has changed for me and Steven and I don't want to wait another 30 years before talking to him. He's coming to the party."

"Well honey, you better jump on that pony as soon as he rides into town."

"Pam, you are so tactless." Jackie laughed, "But it's good advice. Now, I have some remaining party things to do so I'll meet you next week."

"Girl, next week just break out the bikini because we are swimming. Summer is coming and I'm tired of sweating. Besides, I want to see the cuties in their banana hammocks."

"Stop! You're going to gross me out!" Jackie laughed. She adored Pam but she was on a mission now to make this party a success and if she fell in love with a voice and Steven turned out to be an uggo? She could live with it.

She would only remember the good things.

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