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<blockquote data-quote="Karin Schill" data-source="post: 23347"><p>Thank you for the feedback. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /></p><p></p><p>Sanda, I'm glad that you enjoyed reading the first Margaret scene. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /></p><p></p><p>Crazy about SE and JR, I'm glad that you'll continue reading. But what are you anxious about? </p><p></p><p>Also time for another update. More Cliff...</p><p></p><p></p><p>After driving around in circles for hours Cliff finally found the townhouse he’d been looking for. It was a light brown brick building with a little sofa standing outside of the door. Double checking the address again just to make sure, Cliff started to get a little nervous at the prospect of seeing Afton again. Since the last time they parted they weren’t exactly on good terms. Ringing the doorbell now, he searched his mind for an excuse, as to why he was there. <em>So what do I say to her when she opens the door?</em> Cliff wondered to himself. <em>Am I gonna tell her the truth that I’ve been looking for her or should I pretend this is all a coincidence?</em> Cliff tried to make up his mind, but as it turned out he didn’t even have to worry because nobody opened the door. After ringing the doorbell for the third time without getting the slightest response Cliff slumped his shoulders in defeat, as it dawned on him what his private investigator had been trying to tell him, <em>there’s nobody home.</em> Cliff then picked up his mobile phone and called Mr. Johnson back.</p><p></p><p>“Hello you’ve reached Johnson Private Investigator services, I’m not in right now but if you’ll leave a message after the beep…”</p><p></p><p>“Damn you Johnson pick up!” Cliff cursed. “I know you’re there and I need some information before I’ll mail that check!” </p><p></p><p>For a moment there was no response and then there was a click on the line, as the private detective reluctantly answered the phone, “Mr. Barnes what can I do for you?”</p><p></p><p>“Why didn’t you tell me that Afton’s not at home?” Cliff yelled.</p><p></p><p>“Well I tried to but you cut me off before I had a chance to finish…”</p><p></p><p>Cliff smiled sheepishly, “You’re right, I guess I did. But I’m all ears now so what were you going to tell me?”</p><p></p><p>“Oh nothing much, just that Afton’s out of town at the moment visiting her mother in Atlanta and she brought little Pamela with her.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh but why didn’t you say so to start with?” Cliff asked impatiently. “When is she getting back?”</p><p></p><p>“Oh I don’t know for certain Mr. Barnes. These visits normally last a few days up to a week, so probably at the end of the week but I’m not sure…”</p><p></p><p>“Well I’m not paying you to not know. I need you to be more specific than that…”</p><p></p><p>“I’m sorry Mr. Barnes, but that’s as specific as I can be right now,” Mr. Johnson said. “Of course if you’d want to track her down in Atlanta I could give you her mother’s address…”</p><p></p><p>“Nah there’s no use in that,” Cliff dismissed the idea. “Just keep watching her and give me a call as soon as they’re back, ok?”</p><p></p><p>“You’ve got it Mr. Barnes, bye.”</p><p></p><p>“Bye,” Cliff echoed before he hung up the phone with a grim expression on his face. It was just so typical that once he’d finally found out where Afton lived she wasn’t at home when he tried to go see her. Earlier today he had gotten all excited and now he was back at square one again. <em>Or well not exactly, I know where Afton and my daughter live now. So I can always see them another day,</em> Cliff reflected. <em>I’ll just have to be patient, that’s all.</em> Cliff sighed because if there was one thing he really sucked at, it was being patient. Yet he didn’t want to get off on the wrong foot with Afton either and he suspected that if he just showed up at her mother’s he wouldn’t get a warm welcome at all. So it was really better to wait with seeing them until Afton and little Pamela had returned to Dallas again…</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Karin Schill, post: 23347"] Thank you for the feedback. :) Sanda, I'm glad that you enjoyed reading the first Margaret scene. :) Crazy about SE and JR, I'm glad that you'll continue reading. But what are you anxious about? Also time for another update. More Cliff... After driving around in circles for hours Cliff finally found the townhouse he’d been looking for. It was a light brown brick building with a little sofa standing outside of the door. Double checking the address again just to make sure, Cliff started to get a little nervous at the prospect of seeing Afton again. Since the last time they parted they weren’t exactly on good terms. Ringing the doorbell now, he searched his mind for an excuse, as to why he was there. [I]So what do I say to her when she opens the door?[/I] Cliff wondered to himself. [I]Am I gonna tell her the truth that I’ve been looking for her or should I pretend this is all a coincidence?[/I] Cliff tried to make up his mind, but as it turned out he didn’t even have to worry because nobody opened the door. After ringing the doorbell for the third time without getting the slightest response Cliff slumped his shoulders in defeat, as it dawned on him what his private investigator had been trying to tell him, [I]there’s nobody home.[/I] Cliff then picked up his mobile phone and called Mr. Johnson back. “Hello you’ve reached Johnson Private Investigator services, I’m not in right now but if you’ll leave a message after the beep…” “Damn you Johnson pick up!” Cliff cursed. “I know you’re there and I need some information before I’ll mail that check!” For a moment there was no response and then there was a click on the line, as the private detective reluctantly answered the phone, “Mr. Barnes what can I do for you?” “Why didn’t you tell me that Afton’s not at home?” Cliff yelled. “Well I tried to but you cut me off before I had a chance to finish…” Cliff smiled sheepishly, “You’re right, I guess I did. But I’m all ears now so what were you going to tell me?” “Oh nothing much, just that Afton’s out of town at the moment visiting her mother in Atlanta and she brought little Pamela with her.” “Oh but why didn’t you say so to start with?” Cliff asked impatiently. “When is she getting back?” “Oh I don’t know for certain Mr. Barnes. These visits normally last a few days up to a week, so probably at the end of the week but I’m not sure…” “Well I’m not paying you to not know. I need you to be more specific than that…” “I’m sorry Mr. Barnes, but that’s as specific as I can be right now,” Mr. Johnson said. “Of course if you’d want to track her down in Atlanta I could give you her mother’s address…” “Nah there’s no use in that,” Cliff dismissed the idea. “Just keep watching her and give me a call as soon as they’re back, ok?” “You’ve got it Mr. Barnes, bye.” “Bye,” Cliff echoed before he hung up the phone with a grim expression on his face. It was just so typical that once he’d finally found out where Afton lived she wasn’t at home when he tried to go see her. Earlier today he had gotten all excited and now he was back at square one again. [I]Or well not exactly, I know where Afton and my daughter live now. So I can always see them another day,[/I] Cliff reflected. [I]I’ll just have to be patient, that’s all.[/I] Cliff sighed because if there was one thing he really sucked at, it was being patient. Yet he didn’t want to get off on the wrong foot with Afton either and he suspected that if he just showed up at her mother’s he wouldn’t get a warm welcome at all. So it was really better to wait with seeing them until Afton and little Pamela had returned to Dallas again… [/QUOTE]
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