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    Past Revisited – (Chapter: 1-Going Back)

    Story written on October 21, 2006 by Spears06.
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    Words: 2560
    Story Shortlink: https://www.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=12539
    Author Notes:

    10 years since the day they first met, Ashley gets a phone call.

     

    I got on the plane. I took my seat and fidgeted with anything that I could get my hands on. When the flight attendant asked me if I would like anything I requested a cup of strong coffee. If I was going to stay awake I had to have the caffeine. The flight was a good couple of hours and I needed sleep but my brain wouldn’t let me. Too many questions plagued my thoughts.

     

    I eventually fell asleep because I was being awoken by a flight attendant telling me that we were getting ready to land. When we landed I didn’t have to wait on my luggage because I just brought everything that I needed for a couple of days in my carry on. I got a cab. When I pulled out my cell phone and took a look at the time I couldn’t believe it. It was 6:30 in the morning. I didn’t exactly want to go to a hotel. So I took my chances and gave the cab driver the Carlin’s address.

     

    The drive felt like it was taking forever. I paid attention to the environment of L.A. Everything seemed the same except that some of the stores had changed. Looking at it all I felt like I had been away for far too long. As we came up on Spencer’s neighborhood, I noticed only two cars in the driveway. That meant that someone had to be home.

     

    I told the cab driver to let me out in front of the house. I paid him is fair and then I stood there, looking at the house that I used to think of as home. I wondered what was going to become of everything once I walked those steps up to the front door and made my presence known. Somehow I knew that it would make it all a complicated mess. But if it was one of Mr. Carlin’s last wishes then I would see to it that I was here.

     

    I clenched my bag a little harder. I took my first step with my left foot and now was the point of no return. I had to do this. I had to go up to that door, ring the doorbell, and see Spencer again. I reached the door in less time than I had imagined. I looked at the doorbell as if it was a deadly virus that I didn’t really want to touch all that much. My right hand inched towards it. Then finally my index finger connected with the button. I heard the chiming noise echo within the house. I stood there fidgeting with my bag, then with my hair, and then I just gave up and started looking around.

     

    I heard noise coming towards the door. A blonde woman answered the door, she was holding a toddler that couldn’t be any older than three, “Can I help you?”

     

    I knew who it was the moment that I spotted the crystal blue eyes and heard her sweet voice. I gave a small wave with my left hand, “Hey, Spence.”

     

     

     

     

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    13. Oh come on! You left us hanging. Please update soon. I love the begining and I can’t wait to read the rest. You’re a good writer and this story is original is its own way. Good way to bring them back together. Does Spencer have a girl or boy? I hope its a girl;) Is she gay or did she marry a guy? Is she married? I need answers… And fuck, is Paula dead, too? I hope so. PMS

    14. Oh come on! You left us hanging. Please update soon. I love the begining and I can’t wait to read the rest. You’re a good writer and this story is original is its own way. Good way to bring them back together. Does Spencer have a girl or boy? I hope its a girl;) Is she gay or did she marry a guy? Is she married? I need answers… And fuck, is Paula dead, too? I hope so. PMS

    15. I REALLY like this storyline. First, I AM SOOOOO SAD that Mr. C died, I REALLY LIKED HIM. Second, Ashley flew out to LA so that she can be there for the reading of the will. Third, I can’t believe that Spencer was there, the only question is, IS THE TODDLER SPENCER’S. PMS AND GREAT CHAPTER!!!!!

    16. I REALLY like this storyline. First, I AM SOOOOO SAD that Mr. C died, I REALLY LIKED HIM. Second, Ashley flew out to LA so that she can be there for the reading of the will. Third, I can’t believe that Spencer was there, the only question is, IS THE TODDLER SPENCER’S. PMS AND GREAT CHAPTER!!!!!

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