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Pen Your Pride

Chapter 17

We’re all a little weird and life’s a little weird and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we fall into a mutual weirdness and call it love.

-Dr. Seuss

Missy came into my room the night of our Christmas party as I was putting lipstick on.  She sat on the edge of my bed, looking very much grown up in a red dress I’d picked out with her at Macy’s.

    “Ryan and Logan are downstairs.” she said.  “They’re helping Mom set up.”

    “Great, I’ll be right down.” I said.  I turned to face her.  “By the way, who’d you invite this year?”

    “Emily,” she said.  A blush crept up her cheeks.  “And Trevor.”

    I raised my eyebrows.  “Trevor?”

    “We’re just friends!”

    “Mhmmm,” She slapped me on the arm and we giggled.  

         “Sheryl!  Margaret!” Mom called from the bottom of the stairs.  “Come down, please!”

    “That’s our cue.” I said.  We found Ryan on the bar stool in the kitchen, yapping to an uncomfortable looking boy I assumed to be Trevor.  Missy rushed over to intervene and I went over to Logan who was putting appetizers on the table.  

    “You look...wow.” he said when he saw me.  His expression turned slightly puzzled.  “Haven’t I seen that dress before?”

    I blushed.  “It was the one you helped me pick out for my first date with Connor.  He didn’t appreciate it the way you did.”

    “Well, clearly he’s an idiot.” Logan said, pulling me close and giving me a quick kiss.  

         “No time for that!” Missy exclaimed.  “Mom wants you on coat-taking duty!”

    Logan grinned.  “Well I don’t want to keep you from that.”

So I know what you’re thinking; a fairytale ending for a girl who stopped believing in fairytales.  Well, here’s the thing:  happily-ever-afters are what you make them.  This could all be gone in the blink of an eye but it’s how you keep going that defines your future.  I learned that the hard way.  Just remember when one happily-ever-after ends to always keep an eye out for the next one.  Maybe, just maybe, that’s the one that will stick.  

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