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Three Things Challenge 535

Three Things Challenge 535

Pensitivity101 Rules:

Welcome to The Three Things Challenge.
Below are three things that may, or may not, be related. Simply read the prompt and see where your creativity takes you.
You can use one, two or all three words in your post, there are no restrictions regarding length, style, or genre apart from keeping it family friendly.
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Invite us along by creating a pingback to this post, then leave your link in the comments so that other people can read your writings and I’ll see it to respond to you directly. You might like to check out some of the other contributions while you’re there.

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I look forward to reading your responses, and as always thank you all for your continued support.

Your three words are:



Beach Party Part 16 (Part 1Part 2Part 3Part 4Part 5Part 6Part 7Part 8Part 9Part 10Part 11Part 12Part 13Part 14, Part 15)

By Tessa Dean March 2021

Mrs. Jones arrived home quietly hoping the kids were asleep and she could just sneak in and up to her bedroom to get ready for bed. She knew Kimberley was on a date and would be coming in shortly before her. Cassie should have Janet’s precious little ones in bed and be doing her own thing by now. Peace, she was almost dreaming about it and the softness of her bed.

Unfortunately that wasn’t the situation that greeted her. Cassie entered the living room with tears streaming down her face and a crumpled tissue laid testament that she had been crying for quite a while. She didn’t see Kimberley or the babies so she hoped they were asleep or at least in bed.

“Cassie, what is wrong my love?” She put her arm around Cassie and hugged her close, brushing the tears away as best as she could. This must be bad, because Cassie was at the age where she didn’t talk to her mother much and Janet was worried about her. Usually Cassie would pull away if Janet tried to hug her.

“Oh Mommy, I had to break up with Peter today and he tried to punch me in the face again. His rage was out of control and if I didn’t have my friends on the sidelines hidden from his view he might very well have lost total control and hit me. I know he has always had a temper, but this rage is different. He goes into a trance almost and it is as if he doesn’t know what he is doing. I tried to do the adult thing and break up with him in person.”

Janet led Cassie to the couch and sat her down. She debated and then sat next to her and pulled her head down onto her shoulder while rubbing her back in an effort to comfort her. She didn’t know how to help her older daughter who seemed to never need help. Tonight was different. She was asking for help and allowing her mother to hug her. Janet wanted to be there for her. This thing with Peter was getting seriously dangerous to her precious daughter. She’d kill him herself if he laid a hand on her.

“Ok, tell me what happened, Cassie.”

“I called him up and told him we had to talk and to meet me at the beach in Cove Bay, our usual spot. Then I called all of my other friends in the group and asked them to come and stand behind the dunes as I was actually terrified he might try to hit me again. He arrived all jolly and goofy as if he knew all along I had been kidding with him. He assumed I wanted to get back together. When I told him no I was officially breaking up with him, that glazed look came into his eyes and he balled up his fist ready to punch me. I screamed no and he sort of lost the glazed look and of course my friends came out immediately and grabbed a hold of him and asking him what was he doing. He scares me. I told him it was over, done, we were through, and then I left with my friends. Mom, I am afraid he will try something else. What if he doesn’t accept that we’re through and tries to interfere in my life?’

“You two were always so close growing up. Do you really feel he would do something to hurt you?”

“Mom you didn’t see his face, the look, the glazed look that comes over his face just before he tries to punch me. It is nothing I have ever seen before and Mom what if he finds out I am dating someone else? I didn’t tell you yet since I wasn’t sure what I was going to do, but I met a guy at the restaurant. He is older than all of us, but he appears to be a decent guy and he told he he would like to take me out if I didn’t have a boyfriend. I told him about Peter and what he had done to me and he asked me if that is what I wanted out of life. I told him, of course not. I have plans and want a man who is responsible and wants the same thing out of life as I do. He said he won’t hound me or ask again. I have his number and if I lose the boyfriend to call him and we will go on a real date this Sunday. The day I don’t work.”

“Oh Cassie, are you thinking about doing it? I worry, as your mother, of course, but I want you to be happy also. I know Peter is childish and from the look of things planning on staying that way.”

“I want to, Mom. He is even wiling to let me choose the restaurant including the one I work at if it will make me feel better and he would take me to the movies. A real date! I want to see where this goes. He is gorgeous. He has bright blue eyes and a shaved head. I loved the bald look on him. I don’t know his age, but he was all dressed up like he came from work and definitely mature as opposed to what I dealt with when Peter and I were together. He actually talked me through a rough patch with a nasty customer. I want to try this Mom. I want to see what a real date is like and what a man and not a child is like. Peter is never going to grow up I seriously doubt, so this is a chance to see what life with an adult is like.”

“Well Cassie you are 19 so no drinking and well you know about the sex talk, etc. I won’t ask you to do anything except make sure it is what you want and that you are protected. You are an adult now and so I can’t really say no, but I can warn you to be careful.”

“I will Mom, I promise. This is what I want. Just remember it is this Sunday and if you decide to work make sure Kimberley or a sitter is available. Thanks, Mom for understanding.”


Tessa – 

Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses

New Author’s Website –http://www.tessadeanauthor.com

Author – Old Writing –  http://www.finallyawriter.com

About my life –  http://www.tessacandoit.com

Author of a book published on the blog, https://tessacandoit.com/government-property-a-memoir-as-a-military-wife/

I am also a youtuber in the authortube section on writing. See my videos here:  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSpNS-6gfJ0s8eD1berLwQg

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