Joe Trebble and the Bio Tech Conspiracy
Chapter 9: Joy
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Christie entered the house and collapsed on a chair in the living room. Tears swelled in her eyes. The golden retriever looked up at her. "I'm not going to cry Duncan." Christie stroked his muzzle. "I'm not going to cry!" she said louder, to no one in particular, as tears started to roll down her cheeks.
"It's alright dear" Rachael said entering the room from the hall at the bottom of the stairs. "Joe has been away for a long time. He has changed and now has his own life. I'm sure he still has feelings for you" Rachael said putting an arm around Christie.
Christie looked up into her mother's eyes, through tear soaked ones of her own. "I know, but it still hurts. I have known for a while" Christie looked down." At least could guess, as you guessed at my crying."
Rachael kneld down infront of her. "You have been holding on to him for too long. We all have. At least now you know it won't happen" Rachael said gently holding Christie's chin up and meeting her gaze.
"You're right mother" Christie lent over and gave her a hug. "I'm sure I'll feel better after some sleep."
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Christie awoke to her mobile ringing. "Uh. . . hello" she said in a sleepy tone after groping for it beside her bed.
"Hey Christie. Um. . . "
"Who is this?" Christie said sitting up and rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"Trevor" the voice on the other ends sounded a little shocked and downhearted.
"Oh hey Trevor. Sorry I just woke up, had a late night." Christie looked at the clock and was surprised it showed 1:03 PM.
"Oh. . . . Um. . . ."
"An old friend was in town, nothing special." Her heart ached.
"Oh? . . . So, . . . um. . . want to study together?"
Even though her heart ached from Joe's news, she laughed a little at Trevor's request. She had to get him over this shy romantic bumbling. "Not really in the mood to study. Kind of in the mood for something more entertaining."
"M . . . m . . .movie then?" His voice squeaked.
Christie knew Trevor's age, and thought it was slightly weird his voice cracking at 21, but, hey, he had a crush on her and the mere fact he managed to studder out asking for a date amused her. "Sure, why not. What about the one you told me about yesterday? But not before four."
"Great! There's a 4:35 PM showing. Want me to pick you up or meet there?" Trevor said quickly and anxiously.
"Why don't you pick me up. Make this a real date."
In the dead air of a reply Christie could almost hear Trevor blush.
"Pick me up around 4 PM." Christie gave Trevor her address and hung up after a meek acknowledgment. She looked at herself in her dressing mirror. "It feels like spring" she thought as her aching heart was also filled with joy.
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