It was a usual Thursday morning and John went into the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee. Chelsea was cleaning the worktops. “Hey Chelsea” “Mornin... John” She flashed him a smile. It was a warm day and Chelsea was wearing a thin white t-shirt - he could see the outline of her dark blue lacy bra beneath it, and her cleavage was looking particularly fine today. “Working hard today John?” “As usual Chelsea- so are you by the looks of it!” “Got to get these worktops nice and sparkly for you!” “Thanks,. " Well then. You don't have to worry about this for another fourteenyears. Unless of course this proves to be the real thing. Then your docmight want to get you started on mammograms sooner."I crushed out my own cig. "I can hardly wait," I said. This was all stillmore than a little surreal. As far as my mother remembered, I had alwaysbeen her little girl Dawn. The whole world only seemed to remember Dawn.It was as if Don had never existed. Except for Brittany.We never figured out why Brit. More

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