Chapter 13— DAVID THOMPSON

David was everything to me, he came for me at a time I needed him most.

He is tall and fair-skinned, blonde haired. He is stout, slim, simple but radiant! He has long arms and a well-built strong body. Lovely blue eyes that shone.

His favourite fashion— jeans, a T-shirt and sneakers.

To me David was perfect! He loves ranching, he's kind. He's beautiful on the inside and out.

David is a good son, a friend and a brother and he loves me.

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I met Becky and Abigail at a dinner party in June 2003, they were two beautiful women; slim and young, with young husbands. They were really kind.

Becky's brown-haired and Abigail's black-haired. These women do love parties, they always smiled and spent time with me. The moment we met at the party, it was perfect, we just loved each other more from then on. They'd come over with their kids, who'd run around the mansion laughing and playing, while the three women would have lemonades at the back of the house under an old house. Every moment with Becky and Abigail were memorable.

"So what about your mother, Susan?" Abigail inquired.

"She died when I was 9 and father was 40 years old".

"I'm so sorry susan, that was really a long time ago!"

"Yeah it was, I still miss her", I replied with my eyes looking down at the white table and a glass of lemonade in my hands.

"Susan, where's Frank? He doesn't seem to be around much, does he?"

"Hmph! Sometimes. He's out to watch the cricket match".

"You should've gone with him", Becky put in.

"No way! You know I'm happy whenever he's gone, don't you?"

"You'll never warm up to him, would you?"

"Who knows? He treats me wrongly. Who locks up his wife like a prisoner?!" My voice held a hint of anger. Both women exchanged unsure glances at each other, as if they doubted my words. "Well Frank does! That old brat!"

"Hey! We're here for you okay? We love you!" They assured me with smiles.

"Thanks!" I sighed. "Okay ladies let's do something fun!" I suggested.

"How 'bout shopping?!" Abigail put in. "The beach?!"

"Why, yes! But first I'd like to take you guys along with me to the other side of Callington, where I grew up, would that be okay?" I just wanted to move around, I wanted to feel my old house, to see the Thompsons, maybe Mr Sunny too.

"Let's do it!" The ladies agreed.

The driver drove us to the Mines. Becky, Abigail and I, walked along the old streets. The Mine had been closed down— Not enough funds, they said. Then, we moved to Mr Andrew's house, and the old ranch in sight. Callington was evergreen to me.

"Come in Susan, welcome!" Mrs Charlotte always so kind, accepted our unexpected visit. It had been almost 4 years since I last saw them, they were so happy to see me. "These are my lovely friends Becky and Abigail", "Hello" they exchanged greetings.

"Oh Susan, we have greatly missed you, are you okay?" Old Mr Andrew gently said

"I have missed you too, well I've been surviving. David visited me, he said Stella's in college, that's splendid!"

"Yes Susan, she's doing fine, David's been visiting, he told us about how Frank's been treating you" Charlotte added, "I just wish it didn't have to be this way for you my dear" Mr Andrew said. There was an awkward silence for a moment there.

"So are you two married?" Charlotte asked as she turned to my friends, breaking the silence, "Yes we are and blessed with kids too" they both answered

"Good, very good. And your husbands, business folks I suppose?" Andrew inquired. I sat there watching all of us get along well, I felt relieved.