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Summary: a brokenhearted boy southern boy meets a city girl. Interracial. Story about true love when one least expects it, or is avoiding it.

‘Jed Michaels! Get up! This is getting to be ridiculous, it’s been seven months now-‘

‘And four days…’ he said, rolling on his side, turning his back to his mother. She just didn’t understand what it felt like, every single day getting up and looking out the window hoping to see her about to ring the door bell yelling at him. That was no more. No staring at the stars, kissing, laughing, no anything. Why she left-

‘Get up and make the bed. Your dad has gone fishing and the barn needs to be taken care of. It won’t do it itself…you hear me?’

‘…yes ma’am’

Carolynn was about to close her son’s door when she paused and looked back at her son. ‘I love you, alright?’

‘I love you too ma’

She loved her second son just as much as she loved her first, third or fourth. He never had a daughter but he was the closest thing to it, not that he was feminine or anything. He was just a good listener and all that stuff. Jed was the only one who helped her with dinner, cleaning, and whatever else she needed. She hated that he was going through such pain. Heartache for someone who was not ready could be a dangerous thing. He had not eaten a meal with the family since Christmas…it was now July. He loved that girl more than anything else, his family, school, football. Carolynn hated Tenley for doing this to her son. She just up

and left without as little as a word. hmph wait –

‘Mom, what’s for breakfast?’

She looked at her youngest son, seventeen year old Cameron and rolled her eyes jokingly. ‘its Saturday, make your own breakfast.’

Cameron walked over to his mother and kissed her cheek. ‘I love you, that should count for some toast.’

Carolynn laughed aloud and went into the fridge to get the eggs and butter. She loved her boys. Jared, who was twenty-three, Jed who was twenty, Mitchell, eighteen, and Cameron was seventeen. Her life was perfect just the way it was. She loved in a beautiful house on nine acres of land, a good husband, and amazing children. It didn’t hurt that she never needed-or wanted- for anything. She reached for the teacups but couldn’t get it. At that moment, Jed came up behind her and got them down. She looked at him to see that his eyes were as red as they were seven months ago, he also had to have lost twenty pounds or more. He smiled at her.

‘You really should grow some more ma.’ Jed teased.

‘Oh, I don’t know, I’ve only ever been 5’3 since I was twelve, Mr. 6’3.’ Carolynn teased back, smiling. She pulled him down and kissed him on the cheek. One thing she made sure of was that he still felt loved and that his brothers and dad did not tease him about what he was going through. There just was no room to add insult to injury.

Carolynn, Jed, and Cameron ate breakfast while sitting and talking. Jared, Mitchell, and their father had left earlier in the morning for a fishing trip so her and her two sons had some work to do. She didn’t mind though, was just more time to spend with her sons. She smiled as she looked at her two boys eating as though they were being sentenced. Growing boys…

Jed was the second tallest of the four boys, with blonde hair and blue-green eyes, just like Carolynn’s. Cameron was 6’1 with dirty blond hair and the same eyes. She grinned, ‘My boys are so handsome.’

‘That’s every mom’s job’ Cameron said through bites.

‘Along with it being my job to tell you to close your mouth while you chew.’ She said

‘Yes ma’am’ he said, finishing his food. ‘What did the door say to the next?’

They all started laughing. It felt good to see Jed laugh…’don’t you dare tell that dirty joke around the table mister!’ she changed the subject. ‘ I have a good menu for dinner tonight,’ She said eyeing Jed while sipping her tea. She really wanted him there again.

‘Yeah Jed,’ Cameron said with a pleading look in his eyes. ‘I have no one to give my veggies to…’

‘No one to keep my company’ Carolynn added with tears in her eyes. ‘…please.’

Jed looked at his mother and excused himself to his room, the last thing he wanted to do was see his best friend cry. He was heart broken and she was the only one who could remotely understand what he was going through but he still was not ready to face everything. Tenley left without saying a thing. They planned a future together…

He laid down on his bed and ran his fingers through his hair. Jed had changed so much since Tenley left. He dropped football, barely pasted his second year of college, no hanging out with friends, nothing. He looked up at the ceiling. ‘I wish I never met her….’

THAT NIGHT

Jed sat at the windowsill, staring out the window, as he normally did, looking at the fields, dirt road, and the lake. He heard a knock at the door.

‘You coming for dinner?’ Cameron asked, as he always did, every day for the past seven months. Everyone else used to ask, but like his dad, they stopped after the third week. ‘I tell mom to bring your dinner up. Cam said with the look of defeat in his eyes. That was the most faithful brother anyone could ask for.

Jed didn’t want to hurt his family but what could he do? He had his heart broken when he least expected it. Then again, nothing could prepare him for a heartbreak, not even a heartbreak. He looked out the window one last time before getting up. He had enough of feeling like this.

Carolynn sat at the dining table as everyone chattered away at the six-seat dining table set. five people present, she thought to herself, as she did every single night. Her husband was busy talking about his fishing trip when she saw JED come around the corner. As he walked toward the table, it fell beyond silent, mouths left open. Carolynn was in disbelief as she looked at her boy, she sprung up so quickly to pull him into a hug, crying.

‘Ma, stop that, I’m here.’ Jed said as he let go and walked to his seat where his placemat was set. He smiled at his mom as he squeezed Cameron’s shoulders. Those two never gave up on him, EVER. He sat and ate quietly as everyone stared at him. He looked up. ‘You know, I could always leave if you guys feel that I’m interrupting-‘

‘NOOO-‘ everyone practically screamed in unison.

Jed forced a smile as they all started talking at the same time.

‘Miss Gwen’s granddaughter is moving in next to go to University,’ Carolynn started ‘the girl is studying to become a doctor with a minor in law. She is quiet the looker from the photos I’ve seen. any who, Miss Gwen is inviting us all over for dinner to welcome her granddaughter to the south, with her being from Manhattan and all…’

‘I’d love to go.’ Mitchell said, ‘Miss Gwen makes the best honey. Put that on some toast and call it a day.’

‘Count me in, right boys?’ David, Carolynn’s husband asked.

Three of the four boys answered, and then looked at Jed. He looked at them all, then at his mom. He sighed, ‘I’ll be there ma, ok? Will it make you happy and the rest of you stop staring? Your food is getting cold, eat up.’ He said getting annoyed.

Caroline changed the subject to reduce the tension. She was happier that anyone would ever know. It would be the first time he’s gone anywhere apart from school in the last seven months. Maybe she would get her boy back…

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NEW:

‘Alana! You better hurry up! The Michaels will be here momen-‘

DING DONG!

Alana heard the door open and cringed. She’d be in trouble for sure now, her mother and grandmother had been calling her for the past fifteen minutes. But she was on a call to one of her best friends, what was she to do?. Alana had moved down south less than a week and her grandmother was wasting no time introducing her granddaughter to everyone she
knew. In the time she’d been here, she’d gotten straight down to business unpacking because one thing she hated was clutter and not being organized. Alana had beat unpacking but she hadn’t beat getting downstairs.

Her whole entire family was there, he grandmother, mother, father, grandmother, and two brothers/ they’d only be there for another week though, just to help her get settled in and then it was back to Manhattan for them.

She heard the chattering as her family met the Michaels. She took one last look at herself before opening her room door. Alana had shoulder length hair, not too long, but it was considered pretty good for a colored girl. She wore her hair in loose curls and was wearing a one-shouldered red cocktail dress that was almost knee length but not quite. Alana was just a normal girl that grew up in New York, had a love for fashion and full of class. She was five foot seven, straight smile, brown eyes, and brown skin, nothing above average until you got to know her.

She put her smile on and rushed down the stairs, almost in a run before she made it half way, slowing down when she made eye contact with her grandmother. She looked at the Michaels’ children, her heart racing a little. Boys! Boys! Boys! That was all she could think of as she scammed each and every one of them. They all looked like the mother but had Mr. Michael’s jaw line and height. ‘you all look alike,’ she said before she could catch herself. ‘uh, what I meant was, good evening everyone, I apologize for the wait.’

Everyone but her mother and grandmother laughed as she made her rounds, personally introducing herself. Then she locked eyes with one of the boys, walking over to him slowly with a slight smile on her face as he extended his arm.

‘I’m Jed.’ He said in a low southern drawl, deeper than the others. Hmph, thank goodness she was legal, and she hoped he was too because-

‘I’m Alana’ said introduced herself smiling shyly. Man, was he ever good looking, but then again, they all were.

‘Lets get settled around the table,’ Alana heard her grandmother call over the chatter. That was Alana’s cue to get in the kitchen. Miss Gwen was a very traditional woman, believing that housework and child caring was for the woman of the house. So as Alana, her mother, grandmother and Mrs. Michaels finished up last minutes, they mad small chatter about school, New York and fashion. They served dinner and got to know one another pretty well. She found out that she’d be going to the same University as three of the boys, well, Mitchell would be starting this year.

Dinner went well and after clearing the table and cleaning, the adults sat in the living room to talk and have a drink, I guess one of the boys would be driving them home. The Michael boys, Alana and her two brothers [Fischer, and Derrick] went into the Den/rec area to relax and play games. Alana sat on the couch with her legs crossed talking to the two youngest boys, Cameron and Mitchell. She looked over to see Jared playing pool with her brothers, then she saw Jed. He was wearing a burgundy dress shirt and jeans. His hair was cropped, kind of like Chase Crawford almost but with more fullness she was guessing. She laughed to herself, what a loser she thought to herself. Who comes to s dinner party and stands by himself looking out the window? She mentally dismissed him and returned to her conversation with Mitchell and Cameron, they had a few laughs before turning on the PS3.

About an hour or so into playing, Alana noticed Jed was no longer by the window. She skimmed the room with no sign of him. She excused herself to the bathroom with the full intent to find him. Checking if he was with the adults, seeing as to how it would be something he would do, she looked, but he was not there. She made a face as she went upstairs, looking for him to no avail. She was about to give up until she remembered she didn’t check one room. Alana approached the door and creaked it open to see Jed sitting on the window seat with his head leaned against the wall, looking out the window again.

‘What do you see?’ she asked, looking at him then at the window.

Jed was startled. He hadn’t heard her come in. he stood to his feet as quickly as he could, red in the face. ‘I’m sorry, I-I’m sorry, I just wanted some quiet for a while.’ He paused.

‘I’ll be leaving.’

‘Stay,’ Alana said. ‘What do you see?’

‘What?’ he asked.

‘What do you-‘ she cut herself off midsentence as she looked into his eyes. How’d she miss that look? He looked away. ‘You’ve lost someone.’ She concluded.

Jed grew angry. He did not like her being aware of anything. ‘Who told you? Mitchell? Cameron?’

Alana touched his arm to calm him down. ‘No one told me, I just…know’

‘You don’t know a thing.’ He spoke slowly ‘you don’t know me or my life,’

‘You seem to know or think you have the right to know mine seeing as to how you’re in my room.’ She snapped back, embarrassing him.

Jed made to leave. ‘No, wait! What’s wrong? Let me help. It’s not healthy you know that?’

‘You couldn’t help me even if I let you, my life is hard-‘

‘Compared to what?’ Alana asked.

‘Excuse me?’ Jed asked.

‘You just said your life is hard. Compared to what? You’ve only ever lived a life…’

‘I don’t have time for this philosophy sh-‘

‘Next time you complain, let it be worth while. Stop sapping around. Is that why your mother looks that way? With the pain in her eyes? Are you the reason?’ she asked. Before she could take back what she said, Jed turned and ran out of her room, down the stairs and out the front door. As soon as she saw him run, she began running too. She could hear the commotion as she ran out the door. Alana kept running after him. For so long as she could see him, she would chase. Her lungs were burning, she felt dizzy but she was so close to Jed, she could almost grab him. That was until she screamed out in pain and fell to the floor.

A/N: hey guys, bare with me, I’m working in the characters and the set up. As you can tell, Jed is one of the main characters. Please, please, please let me know what you think.the story is almost finished so i can upload quickly.just need some reviews.

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Since writing this four chapter story and posting on several websites, I have received numerous feed back; mostly along the same lines, IE the dad should be Mark! Let me try to explain my idea of the story. I wrote this story as a sexual who dun nit! In a normal who dun nit, a murder is committed but in a sexual who dun nit is directly opposite to this and it's a case of who created the new life. The story was aptly named 'What would be the chances' because right from the first chances...

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Second Chances

Instant gratification. That’s what most people want these days. Thanks to instant communication with email, instant shopping online, instant pornography too, we all want exactly what we want, exactly when we want it. That’s what made things so frustrating. Much as I don’t want to admit it, my middle-aged brain has been re-wired to operate in the modern era of instant gratification. She made me wait. I had clicked the “send” button and sent my video clip to my foreign correspondent. She was...

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Second Chances Chapter 30 FINAL Hello my name is Chrissy

Sunday, October 5, 1997 I woke up on my own. I sat up in bed. I remembered last night... or rather I remembered what I wished for. I suddenly got really nervous. What have I done? I'm stuck in 1997 now. I'm stuck as Christina now. I was so caught up in the moment I really didn't think it through. Breathe Chrissy. You asked for this. You wanted this. Yeah, But now it's real. I looked at the mirror in front of me. This is very real. This is me. This is me forever...

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SECOND CHANCES

One of my classes is critical to all students graduating high school. They must get a passing grade or else they cannot move on to whatever awaits them beyond the hallowed halls of the only high school in this county. It is English after all, our native language. I moved here from the city because I wanted peace and quiet. I had thought that maybe my experiences would be different. But I see the same amount if not more students just squeak by or drop out. Then they go on to local farms thinking...

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Chances AreChapter 11

Our very private chat now done, we headed on home with naught but a grocery stop at the A&P planned along the way. We agreed that mission number one for tomorrow morning was shopping to seriously upgrade our extremely limited wardrobe. I’d picked up a few basic items of casual clothing at a couple of local used resale shops in North and South Hell over the last couple of weeks, but I still had nothing that our old pal Rags would have been caught dead wearing. We now had the dough, so it...

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Chances

We’ve never met. At least not in person. She is just a screen name to me and an avatar, and I suppose that is all I am to her. A few exchanged messages online. That’s what we share. And perhaps she knows more about me than I do about her, since she’s read some of my stories posted online. She knows a bit of what I look like, at least from the waist down, and she knows my age and where I live. Her? I know where she lives and how old she is, but I have no idea what she looks like. I don’t even...

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Chances

We’ve never met. At least not in person. She is just a screen name to me and an avatar, and I suppose that is all I am to her. A few exchanged messages online. That’s what we share. And perhaps she knows more about me than I do about her, since she’s read some of my stories posted online. She knows a bit of what I look like, at least from the waist down, and she knows my age and where I live. Her? I know where she lives and how old she is, but I have no idea what she looks like. I don’t even...

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Chances AreChapter 8

So, on that peaceful Saturday evening I was sitting up on the roof of Murder Mansion, alone and slowly enjoying four fingers of fine quality rye, enjoying the late-night spring breezes and the sounds of the city from off in the distance. Most of the flat roof was covered with a series of four long rectangular greenhouses, but everything inside had been dead for a full decade or more. Orchids most likely, from all of the dried petals on the floor. At the northwest corner of the roof, the...

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Chances AreChapter 16

I muttered something about sandwiches and brewing up a pot of fresh coffee for everyone, back at my place, and a few of the heroines agreed to hang around there for a while. For now, at least, all of the fun, mayhem, and destruction seemed to be over. Most of the gals decided that they’d rather enjoy a long bath at home, along with a dozen or more stuff drinks instead, and most of them made their farewells. Even the horde of newsies and television camera crews started to look bored and began...

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Second Chances Chapter 13 Foolish Games

When Gym class ended, I avoided Fay. I avoided Amber. I was afraid. I was afraid of confrontation. I was afraid of rejection. Much of the school day passed without much drama. My last two classes were uneventful. Since we had a show later this evening the band focused more on honing the field-show. So we ran through that 3 or so times. Occasionally Fay and I would make eye contact and she'd turn away. That was certainly not a good sign. At the end of band class, I was packing up my...

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Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 1

August?? 2004 "Tell me a little about yourself, Doctor." "Why?" I asked the Voice. It came, I supposed, from a face ... but it was a face I couldn't see. The bandages wrapped over my eyes and around the crown of my head kept me blind and in the dark. Was it a male or female voice? I couldn't be sure, but from the speech patterns and word choices I thought it was most likely male. Where the ideas about speech patterns and word choices came from were as much a mystery to me as the...

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Secondment

When my mistress informed me that she would be going away on a business trip for several months I was secretly quite pleased at first, until she informed me that I would be staying with a friend of hers; Mrs Chappell. The dread set in, I knew any friend of hers would not bode well for me. My thoughts turned to my recent dealings with another friend of hers, Miss Allison and I inwardly shuddered. I was not told when she would be going, but about three weeks later, on the appointed day,...

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Second Chances Chapter 3 Questions and Answers

Tuesday, September 23, 1997 Ron's truck stopped in the driveway. Metallica spilling out of the rust and pock-marks of the truck. I laughed to myself. Ron in 2018 is making enough money to drive a Lexus, or rather his wife is. His music taste has changed too. The music stopped as I walked out of the house and down the front porch. I opened the passenger door and threw my backpack onto the seat. Behind the steering wheel was a younger Ron. While Ron is older than I am by a few months, it's...

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Second Chances Chapter 10 Escalation

Thursday, September 25, 1997 I woke up and looked at the clock. 4:59. A minute before the alarm goes off. I get out of bed and stretch. The alarm goes off and I stop it. It's a new day. I feel great. I have a spring in my step. Today is going to be another great day in the life of Christina Demarco. I walked over to my closet to pick out my clothes for today. The floral dress I found in my closet looks nice. I hadn't wore a dress to school yet. Let's try these heels too. I...

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Second Chances Ch 06

We arrived at the casino on Friday at 8 PM, a full 2 hours later than our plans. It took us a while to get out of Portland and get there. Weekend traffic, getting away from work, an accident on the highway. Both Jerry and I had last minute emergency issues to clear at work before we could leave. It all conspired against us, but we finally made it. It’s Jerry’s birthday this weekend. We’ve been living together again for about 11 months now, and we both needed to get away from work and be with...

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Second Chances Chapter 17 Youre Makin Me High

During the car-ride home, I talked about my day. About how I made the track team. About how hard my first track practice was. Ron asked about Chase. I talked about date night tomorrow. I said nothing about Jessica. I drove us all home. When Cindy and I arrived home, I decided I needed to shower if I was going to Jessica's house. "Hi Mom," I said passing her in the kitchen. "I'm going to go over a friends this afternoon." She gave me a look. "We're not going to have a repeat of...

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What Were the Chances

July 1st 2013 I had just started a long shift behind the bar and I wasn’t in the mood for being friendly to customers. I’d had a row with my boyfriend, Chris, before I’d left the house. I can’t even remember what the row had been about; it was that meagre and irrelevant. The cause of the arguments never stayed put in my mind because the rough make up sex would always wipe my memory of the reasons why. Thankfully, the bar had been quiet that night, so my cheeks only slightly ached from the...

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Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 3

The passing of time was no longer a blur to me, the way it had been just instants before. Time was moving, and fairly fast, but now it was more like a movie put on fast forward rather than the vapor trail it had been. And my memories were returning, no longer events to be observed, but actual pieces of myself and my life; just a trickle at first, but as one moment made itself known it was quickly followed by another, and another ... faster and faster and faster, until the trickle was a flow,...

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The not so innocent minds Ch 2 STANDALONE

There stood my childhood bestie drinking water. I thought of calling out to her but with held myself as she was acting peculiar. I hadn't even walked across the hall but she was on her third glass. The hallway is pretty crowded during the breaks so not many were paying attention to Delra but if they had, I wouldn't have minded their judging eyes. Well I put on a "looking at trash" expression and stood beside her until she noticed me. Bad idea. She spat out the water on...

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Second Chances Chapter 22 Go The Distance

Thursday, October 2, 1997 I woke up to my alarm clock. I was still clutching the cordless phone. I had dried tears around my eyes. The events of last night came flooding back to me. It was such a good day until I screwed it up at the last possible moment. I slogged out of bed and forced myself to get ready for school. I pulled out a blue skirt and tossed it onto my bed. I wasn't feeling happy. I really wasn't into looking cute right now. So I pulled put a black t- shirt and tossed...

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Second Chances Chapter 18 Face Off

I am sitting on my couch watching American Idol with my roommate. I remember living here. But I don't anymore. My roommate doesn't live with me anymore. I think she moved. She says something to me about the last singer. I can't remember what. I smile at her. I wish we weren't roommates. I'd totally try to date her if she wasn't my roommate. Maybe if I flirt just a little more. My cellphone rings. I look at the caller ID. It's Ron. I flip open the phone and answer it. "Hey man," I...

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Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 16

When I left the safe house, a quick glance at my watch told me I'd been there the better part of seven hours. It was all I could do to keep from bouncing up and down on my toes like Peggy or Tink were prone to do whenever they got excited. I couldn't believe Roberts had gone unnoticed for so many years. Why hadn't someone picked up on the signs? The man was absolutely convinced of his own intellectual and professional genius. No one was as smart, or clever, or ... just think of an...

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June Cleaver Leave it to Beaver

Back June's mind turned to the first day she met him. Normally she hadn't thought about another man. She had been the perfect wife and housekeeper. Meals at the right time. Always wearing dresses. Hair just perfect. House spotless. Just the way her husband Ward liked it. The milkman showed up at her door to introduce himself. He had just taken over the route and wanted to make sure all the housewives knew him. He was a very good-looking man. June found herself tingling all over when she...

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My Missed Out Chances

Hi, Glad to meet you all again thru ISS. I have been reading stories in this site for 5+ years and I have written my experiences as well here. Today, I’m not going to write anything sexy but the missed out chances. If I had capitalized those chances, it could have led me to have sex with those girls/ladies. About me, I’m from South Tamilnadu and right now in Chennai. Year 1991: I don’t know when exactly I started getting addicted to sex. But I could still remember it started at the age of 6 or...

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Chances AreChapter 9

“I get the idea, rather clearly, that most of your ‘relationships’ have been with other women. Same I think for nearly all of the other super-heroines that I’ve met so far. You’re all Sapphists ... and most of you nearly exclusively lesbian. Odds are that none of you, including yourself, would find any long term romance with a man, such as myself, satisfying or enduring. I’d just be an isolated, momentary, object of dalliance. In fact, chances are that none of your relationships with other...

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Chances AreChapter 15

Chances were, if I could help it ... that not a single bullet was going hurt me or any of my mortal friends! As for most of the three dozen or so assembled super-powered heroines, there wasn’t one of them really that was the least bit frightened by gaggles of gunsels spewing lead! Some, especially the mightiest ones on the front line, were innately bullet-proof and others had protective armor in their costumes or else were just too fast to be hit either in flight or on the run. A cameraman...

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