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time trying to catch up on whatever housework she was not normally able to do. Still there was no time for writing, only dreaming about someday resuming that part of her life once again. Whenever the rare idea for a story would pop into her already busy mind, Stephanie would quickly jot it onto a piece of note paper or a napkin the put it into a shoebox filled with hundreds of similar scraps of ideas. Someday she hoped these notes would become the seeds of a new story or a new book, but for now they were just a mess of disjointed thoughts written on snippets of paper.
    Stephanie had a friend from work named Cheryl who liked to go out to the local hot spots on the prowl for single men. Cheryl was always asking Stephanie to join her on one of her weekend expeditions. Stephanie and Cheryl's relationship was a case of opposites attracting. Stephanie was basically a quiet, reserved homebody, a conservative, and a mom with a young daughter and little if any time for going out on the town. She was not looking for either another husband or a boyfriend; she was simply too busy surviving.
    Cheryl on the other hand, was a wild child. She would go out almost every weekend and was well known at all of the local dance clubs and restaurants. Like Stephanie, she was divorced, but Cheryl had no kids, no responsibilities, was very liberal, friendly, outgoing, dressed in provocative clothing and occasionally would end up spending the night with one of the men she happened to meet. The two women had almost nothing in common other than their place of employment, but somehow they had become the best of friends. Although Stephanie had no desire to live Cheryl's lifestyle or vice versa, they both seemed to fill a need for each other. Stephanie provided normalcy for Cheryl, and Cheryl provided a bit of insanity for Stephanie.
    One night, while Cindy was spending the weekend with Bill, Stephanie had agreed to meet Cheryl at a local restaurant and dance club for happy hour.   Stephanie got there about a half hour earlier than Cheryl and went to the bar to get a drink while she waited. As she stood at the bar, a slightly nerdy looking man about her age with brown hair and wire rimmed glasses walked up to the bar with a small plate of snacks from a nearby table and ordered a drink. He seemed out of place and a bit nervous standing with his polyester pants and rumpled dress shirt.
    He glanced over at Stephanie and after a substantial gulp of liquid courage he said "Hi. I'm Jason Wright", and extended his right hand in a very business-like handshake gesture. Somehow, despite his unfashionable appearance, and clumsy social skills, Stephanie saw something very innocent and at the same time appealing in the awkward man. So smiling she replied, "Hi. I'm Stephanie," and she shook his hand. She could not help but feel an instant sense of comfort just being near them man, as if she might have known him all of her life.
    Neither of them was skilled at small talk, but fortunately Cheryl arrived a few minutes later and with her flamboyant   personality, she quickly took charge and kept the conversation going. She could see the immediate attraction between the couple and did all she could to help them learn more about each other.
    Stephanie learned Jason was also divorced and had a young son named Jeremy, two years older than Cindy was.   Unlike Stephanie, Jason had only been single for about two years and had full custody of his son. His ex-wife Sarah and her new husband, Brad now lived in Ohio. Stephanie and Jason were amazed at how they both immediately seemed to get along and how much they had in common. The learned they had both graduated from the same high school. Stephanie was two years behind Jason, but they had never met or even known of each other. This was likely because they were both so quiet and socially reserved.
    Six months later, Stephanie and Jason were married and a little over a year later, they discovered she was pregnant with