Thank you for the detailed feedback
Sanda. I'm glad that you're still enjoying this story.

I agree with a lot of what you said. Looking into Pam's past and trying to break her and Bobby up is horrible. But it's such a JR thing to do!
He wouldn't be the character we love (to hate) if he didn't do things like that.

You are right that the Wade storyline will pick up when they meet the rest of the Ewing family...
You
think that you can see everyone reading this amazing thread!

But have you ever noticed that some screen names are not on the list? Like mine, for instance!
That's true and well sorry to disappoint you but that's one of the first things I noticed!
So since I know you are keeping up with this story, I realized right away that the list of people who reads it can't be complete...
I agree with you about Mark. The way he kept persuing Pam even though she wasn't all that intereted was annoying as heck.
I especially disliked how he brought her on vacation to France with him and tried to bed her while she was still married to Bobby! :mo:
You can be very persuasive but I'm sorry I don't have the time to update this thread a lot this weekend as I have one of my best friends coming for a visit.

In fact I need to post today's
update already now or else I probably won't find the time for it...
The next morning at Southfork were Miss Ellie, Clayton, JR, Sue Ellen, John Ross, Bobby, Pam, Christopher, Rebecca, Donna, Ray, Margaret, Lucy and Mitch gathered around the breakfast table outdoors on the patio. Margaret asked, “Does anyone want to hear my politic information?”
“No!” John Ross, Mitch and Christopher sighed in chorus.
Margaret looked disappointed, “No?”
“If she gets to blab to you about those dead Politician’s again, you’ll have to watch me swim,” Rebecca said.
“But we’ve already watched you swim dear,” Miss Ellie said to Rebecca before she turned to Margaret. “Margaret, what have you intended to tell us about today?”
“The Second World War ma’am,” Margaret replied. “The war that Hitler started…”
“I see,” Miss Ellie frowned, as it wasn’t a happy time for her.
“Margaret, maybe this isn’t such a good idea…” Ray objected.
“You don’t want to hear about the Second World War?” Margaret asked innocently.
“Not exactly,” Clayton replied.
“I’m sorry Margaret, but no, that wasn’t the best time for me with Jock off fighting in the war…”
“Wow, grandpa fought in the war?” John Ross said with respect in his voice.
“Yes he did, he was stationed over in England,” Miss Ellie confirmed.
“That’s so interesting, I didn’t even think of that you’re old enough to have lived thru the Second World War,” Margaret said reflectively.
“Yeah exactly how old are you grandma?” Rebecca asked.
“Rebecca haven’t anyone ever told you that it’s not polite to ask a lady about her age?”
“Yeah mama says that all the time,” Rebecca said.
“Why don’t you tell us more about the war?” Christopher asked Miss Ellie.
“Yeah I wanna hear about it too,” Margaret said.
Miss Ellie sighed, “Well some other time then, as it’s not an appropriate conversation for the breakfast table.”
“Definitely not,” Clayton agreed when Teresa came walking up to them.
“The mail,” Teresa started handing out today’s mail.
“Thank you,” JR said when she handed him the morning paper.
“A letter for Mr. Bobby,” Teresa handed Bobby a letter.
“Thank you Teresa,” Bobby said before he frowned when he saw the hospital logo on the envelope. “I wonder what the hospital wants…” Bobby opened the letter and started to read it.
“No letter from my divorce attorney?” Sue Ellen asked.
“No Mrs. Lockwood,” Teresa replied.
“Oh well,” Sue Ellen shrugged her shoulders before she turned to JR and said, “By the way JR what would you say about...”
“Damn!” Bobby interrupted Sue Ellen. Suddenly he had all pair of eyes on him.
“What’s the matter Bobby?” Ray asked.
“Bad news?” JR asked.
“What did the letter say?” Pam asked.
“That I’m going on a doctor’s check up on Wednesday,” Bobby explained.
“That’s all?” Miss Ellie asked.
“Yeah but it’s so damn unnecessary. I’m not sick,” Bobby pouted.
“Bobby calm down a little, huh?” Clayton said.
“Yeah when was the last time you went to the doctors anyhow?” Lucy asked.
“Um…about five years ago I think,” Bobby said.
“There you’ll go, it’s probably just a normal check up,” Lucy said.
“I guess you’re right. It’s just that I hate going to the doctors,” Bobby whined.
“Well if you go to the doctors I’ll let you decide a reward later,” Pam told Bobby.
“Oh I like that idea,” Bobby smiled flirtatiously at her.
“Not that kind of reward, I meant like my shopping,” Pam gave Bobby a playful pat on his arms.
“Alright then, prepare yourself for a night out, since we’re going to the disco on Friday!”
Pam looked surprised, “The disco?”
“Oh My God, are they even letting in people your age?” John Ross laughed.
“Yes they do, it’s just little kids like you who can’t get in,” Bobby said.
I wouldn’t bet on it, John Ross reflected since he knew that all you needed was a fake ID and then all doors would open for you. In fact his fake British ID card had gotten him into a lot of night clubs already. So his uncle was so wrong. Yet he didn’t want the rest of the family to know about that so he just said sarcastically, “Ha, ha, very funny Uncle Bobby!”
His uncle on the other hand didn’t pick up on the sarcasm in his voice as he turned his attention back to his fiancée, “Oh come on Pammy, it’ll be fun, when was the last time you’ve been to a nightclub, anyway?” Bobby tried to coax her into it.
“Good question, it’s been so long that I can’t even remember…”
“There you’ll see, on Friday you and I are going to party!” Bobby smiled.
“Alright if you want to party, I guess we’re going to the disco,” Pam smiled.
“Fine I’ll come with you,” Miss Ellie said and everyone stared at Miss Ellie.
“You wanna go to the disco with us?” Pam asked surprised.
“No God forbid. I meant that I’ll go with you to the doctors,” Miss Ellie clarified and everyone laughed. “I have some things I need to talk to him about regarding Clayton’s work-out schedule. He really shouldn’t be allowed to exercise like that and…”
“Don’t start again. I am not over doing it and don’t ruin this for me. I have just been able to start working out again and…”
“I know and it
can’t be right,” Miss Ellie insisted.
“It is right, I feel stronger than I have in years and…”
“Clayton please, I’m just worried about you!”
“Fine talk to him then if it makes you feel better, he’s just gonna tell you that it’s perfectly fine for me to exercise,” Clayton said. But Miss Ellie looked thoughtful, as she was not so sure about that.
There’s something fishy about that doctor and God help him, I intend to find out what, Miss Ellie made a mental promise to herself to get to the bottom of this. Since she was not just gonna stand by and watch her husband exercise himself into an early grave.