Waist deep in boxes there was an on-going search through the closet for the mate to her favorite pair of slippers. “Last one,” she says and opens a box that was hidden amongst the many of the closet. “Old Faithful,” she whispers to aloud pulling a leather bound notebook out and holding it to her bosom. She takes a moment and then walks out to her bedroom and places the notebook on the bed debating whether or not to open it. She paces a few steps, there’s a lot of history in this thing. I don’t know if I can relive it. No, no, I am a grown woman and I am passed this. I need to face my fears head on. She opens up the notebook and thumbs threw the first few pages, skimming the her own handwriting from her teenage years, all of her entries starting ‘Dear O.F.’ She reads about halfway through where the pages have been torn out. She fingers the spine of the notebook as if it would maybe make the pages reappear. God all that time was so fulfilling but held so much pain beneath the surface. Even though the pages where gone it didn’t take away the exhilarating tingle that ran through her at the thoughts of falliing in love and also running away from it. She held on to the memories for a few more moments and returned back to it’s hiding place and head towards the kitchen just in time for the front door to burst open with her boyfriend barely holding on to their dinner and his briefcase.

“Hey” she says grabbing the bags from him.

“Hey, how was your day?” he asks taking off his coat and placing a gentle kiss on her cheek.

“Good I guess. The office has been pretty boring lately.”

“Sorry to hear that, why didn’t you just go hang out at the mall or something to relax.’

“The mall. Relax. Yeah right. You know I can’t go to the mall alone and you were working and you know that going anywhere where Ash can have a shopping spree is anything but relaxing.”

“True. How has she been lately, haven’t seen her around much. Been busy I suppose.”

“Yeah, she has been working on setting up her new office building and accomodating some new clients here. She is a busy woman. So…Let’s eat, I’m starving!”

“Eager much? I swear you can out eat me and that’s saying a lot. I grew up with 3 older brothers and we put it away”

“Yeah, yeah. I got the food, just grab some drinks, we can just watch one of the new movies that’s On-Demand.”

“Whatever you say boss, lady, ma’am” he says trying to salute and keep a straight face towards Spencer.

“You are such a dork.” She says throwing a french fry at his head

“But you love me”

“Yes, that I do. Still doesn’t make you any less of a dork.”