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Jean sat at her vanity table, brushing her hair and staring at her reflection in the mirror. So much had happened in the past few days that she didn't even know where to begin. The one thing that had been praying on her mind most lately was thoughts of her daughter. Rachel. The last time she saw her ( Read more... )

Jean and Logan rode into the mansion on Scott's borrowed motorcycle late in the evening. He parked in the garage and she slid off the back end of the bike, gave him a lingering kiss, and then slipped into the house. Feeling like a teenageer about to be busted by their parents, she began to stealthily creep up the back stairs to her room, praying ( Read more... )

( Two a.m. and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake... )

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Jean stood at her bedroom window. It was midnight. A new year. She could see fireworks streaking the sky and reflecting on the water of the lake. Downstairs the academy had turned out in mass to celebrate the occasion. But she didn't feel like celebrating. Lifting the flute of champagne she had brought with her to her lips, she took a sip and ( Read more... )

Jean sighed, staring at the paper on her desk. The letter she had just recieved from Tara. She had gone back to California. LA to be specific. And she was back with her Willow again. Happy. At least someone was. She smiled slightly. Even with as much as she had on her mind, Tara had that effect. No one in the world was as kind, gentle or giving. In ( Read more... )