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Brownsville when Lance spoke. “Candice, I’m sorry if I took things too far. I didn’t intend to force things. I just have all these feelings for you and I don’t know what to do with them. I won’t let it happen again unless you want it to.”
    “Lance, don’t be sorry. Things are just happening too fast.” I sat there thinking of all that had happened in the past few days. Momma dying, Daddy being sick. It was too much to take. I wanted this day to end on a good note. “Lance, I didn’t want you to get wrapped up in all my stuff, and for that I’m sorry.” We pulled up in front of Aunt Sally’s and I started to get out.
    “I hope things are OK with us, Candice.”
    “Of course they are. No harm done.” I leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” As I got out of the car and walked in the house I couldn’t help but feel things were unsettled with Lance and me. I would have to think about that tomorrow.
    I walked into the house and saw Aunt Sally sitting in her favorite spot on the couch. “How did things go tonight with you and Lance?”
    “They went OK I guess.”
    “You guess? You and Lance have known each other for a lifetime. Don’t let anything come between the friendship you and Lance have. They are hard to come by.”
    “I know, Aunt Sally, and I won’t. I’m tired. I think I will just go to bed.”
    “Ok, Baby. I will talk to you in the morning. By the way, are you leaving tomorrow?”
    “Yes. I need to get back to work.”
    “Well let’s talk about it tomorrow.”
    I walked down the hall thinking about Lance. I wondered if Lance and I would still be together if things had been different. I guess things turned out just as they should have.
    I turned the covers back as my mind wandered to Ashton. I didn’t know Ashton the way I did Lance. Lance was my childhood sweetheart and the kindest person I had known. Ashton was the man I loved, or so I thought.
    Morning came quickly and I planned to go back to New York today. The morning was going to be a hot one. I could smell cooking from the kitchen. It didn’t matter how hot the day, Aunt Sally was going to cook.
    I began packing for the long trip back wishing I would have flown instead of driving. I picked up my phone to check my messages. I hadn’t gotten any from Ashton since I’d been here. I had four messages, all from Brenda.
    I listened as I continued packing. “Candice, I hope things are going well there because things are going haywire here. Anyway get back to me soon.” Brenda always made things seem a little over the top. I was sure everything would be ok. I did need to get back though. I actually missed the city and Ashton.
    I took a bath and dressed in my traveling clothes. Aunt Sally had made pancakes. I had to get away from all this homemade food or I wouldn’t be able to get through the door. As Aunt Sally and I sat down to eat, the doorbell rang. “I’ll get it Aunt Sally.”
    I opened the door and there stood Lance. “Can I come in?”
    “Sure, we were just having breakfast. Would you like some?”
    “No thanks, but I would like to talk to you.”
    “Have a seat and I’ll be with you in a minute.”
    “Who was that at the door Candice?”
    “Lance. He wants to talk”
    “Well why are you in here?”
    “I want to finish my food.”
    “Candice. If you don’t get in there and talk.... You are just stalling, Candice.”
    “Your right, but I don’t want to hurt him.”
    “Then don’t.”
    Here goes nothing, I thought, and walked into the living room where Lance was waiting. “So you wanted to talk to me?”
    “Yes, Candice, I do. I wanted you to know that nothing has changed. Things aren’t the way I want them, but we can still be friends I hope.”
    “Lance, we will always be friends. Nothing will ever change that.”
    “Maybe I could come to New York and spend some time with you?”
    “I have to think about that one.”
    “Sure. You can just let me know when’s a good time.