So now I know you’re wondering why anyone would want to go through this torture.  Reliving the times when you were happiest only to be ripped away when you realize what reality is truly like.  Spencer sat and watched as everyone was looking at Ashley’s pictures.  This was the time Spencer would leave towards the bedrooms, to go talk to A.C., Chelsea and Clay’s adopted daughter.  But this time she stayed, not because she wanted to see the pictures but because she was remembering three years ago today.

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Three years ago

Spencer heard her phone ring and picked it up, knowing exactly who it was.

“Hey! Happy Birthday Ash!” Spencer said way too enthusiastically.

 “Spence,” said the brunette, “you’ve wished me a happy birthday 3 times today,” Ashley couldn’t help but smile.

 “I know, but I just wish you were here so we could celebrate.”  Ashley could hear just how heartbroken Spencer was.  After all they were best friends.

 “I know but I hear Clay is going to throw me a wicked party as soon as I get back tomorrow.” Spencer chuckled.

 “Hey by the way,” Spencer sounded nervous, “did you open the present I sent?”  Spencer was playing with her hair nervous of what she was going to say. 

“No not yet.  I want you to be there when I do.”  Ashley was twirling around the box that Spencer had sent.

 “No Ash I think you should open it tonight, or when you are on the plane or something.” 

“Sheesh okay Carlin; don’t get your panties in a bunch.”  Spencer giggled at Ashley. 

“God I love you” Spencer whispered accidentally.  “What was that?”  Ashley couldn’t hear her.  “I said uh-I can’t wait till you get back?” Spencer knew she just dodged a bullet.

“Oh me either” Ashley was hoping Spencer had said something different.

“Anyways Ash, why’d you call me yet again tonight?” Now it was Ashley’s turn to be nervous.