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Cards (2nd Draft) – Part 12 (Ending)

Author’s note: This is the original ending. It’s pretty weak, in my own opinion, and my least favorite part about this story, but is included here for completeness. The final draft (which is currently being proofed and edited for release on Amazon’s store soon) has a much much MUCH more satisfying ending, I promise! Thanks for reading and for the positive feedback! If you like this version, you’re gonna love the final version as much as I do!

Jim sat on the bed staring off into space, her short legs dangling a couple of inches off the floor. She suppressed a sniffle and wiped the tears from her face with the sleeve of her shirt in a very unladylike manner.

The last few days had been surreal. Losing a loved one was always a shock to the system, but compounded with her other… changes, it just left her feeling about as disconnected from reality as humanly possible and still walking around.

Familiar faces became strangers with their actions. Complete strangers acted as if they were familiar to her, such as the gaggle of teeny-bopper friends who showed up at the funeral home to give her support in her time of need, friends that she had never laid eyes on before today.

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Cards (2nd Draft) – Part 11

“So Jamie, how are you enjoying your little visit the past couple of days?” Karen asked patting her on the head in a condescending manner. If it wasn’t for the fact that this girl was now nearly twice her age, nearly a head taller, and a girl, Jim would have punched her in the nose.… Continue Reading

Cards (2nd Draft) – Part 10

It was like tuning a radio from overlapping signals to the clarity of just one strong station. The overwhelming flow of thoughts all focused into one at the same moment. It was a strange sensation. Compounding that was the feelings associated with the poster on the wall. One moment, Nick Jonas was causing a disconcerting,… Continue Reading

Cards (2nd Draft) – Part 09

“Where are they?” Becky demanded, kneeling on the metal bleachers, glaring intensely at her sister. “Where are what?” Rachel said innocently. “You know what I’m talking about Rachel Ann” Becky countered. “The cards??? Where are the cards you stole from my room?” Stephanie gasped and Amanda pulled her knees up to her chest nervously. Rachel… Continue Reading

Cards (2nd Draft) – Part 08

Jim’s brain started back up after 8 hours of rest. His eyes closed, he felt the warm body pressed up against his back, one arm draped across his shoulder–the other wrapped around his mid section and enjoyed how nice it all felt to be this close to Becky again. He tried to piece together the… Continue Reading

Cards (2nd Draft) – Part 07

Somehow, for the past half hour that she had been a she, Jim had managed to push the reality of the situation out of her pretty little head. Acting almost on autopilot, she had gotten through the ordeal of dinner by just doing the things the male Jim would do. In fact, unless she looked… Continue Reading

Cards (2nd Draft) – Part 06

“So Jem, what toppings do you want?” Mr. Parks’ smile beamed down at the girl before him. Little did he know that the girl before him wasn’t really a girl at all. Well, at the moment she was, but a moment earlier he wasn’t. Jim, or rather, the newly christened, ‘Jem’ took a shaky step… Continue Reading

Cards (2nd Draft) – Part 05

Mr. Parks opened up the closet to put his coat away when he was startled by a young girl hiding in the dark. “Rachel, who’s your new friend?” He laughed as he realized he had startled this girl more than she had startled him. She was white as a ghost. “Hi, I’m Rachel’s dad.” he… Continue Reading

Cards (2nd Draft) – Part 04

Jim’s arms were draped over the steering wheel, his feet barely touching the floorboard. He sniffled, wiping his runny nose with the slightly baggy sleeves of the shirt he borrowed from Rachel earlier in the evening. He hadn’t cried like that since he was a kid. He chuckled a bit at that thought. There was… Continue Reading

Cards (2nd Draft) – Part 03

“What the hell are you DOING!!!???” Jim screamed out from the back seat as the entire van rocked violently to the left, threatening to topple over. Rachel was thrown up against him, her weight and G-forces effectively pinning him against the window where he saw the oncoming Prius swerve away mere inches from the back… Continue Reading