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<blockquote data-quote="Karin Schill" data-source="post: 28037"><p>Thank you for the feedback Crazy about SE and JR. I'm glad you think it was the best update so far. <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>Here's another update: </p><p></p><p></p><p>Over at Afton’s house were Cliff and Becky still waiting patiently for Afton to wake up when her eyelids finally started to flutter. Cliff smiled, “Becky, I think your mother is about to come to now!”</p><p></p><p>“Finally” Becky said, as Afton opened her eyes, “Mom! Don’t you ever do that again you scared me!”</p><p></p><p>“I’m sorry baby, I didn’t mean to…” Afton sat up and hugged Becky tightly. “I was just so shocked to see Cliff here and…” Afton stopped herself as she noticed that Cliff was still there. Then she turned her attention to her ex. “Cliff what are you doing here?” Afton asked. “How did you find us?”</p><p></p><p>“Oh it wasn’t so hard, I have certain connections…” Cliff smiled sheepishly.</p><p></p><p>“Oh you mean you had a PI do the job for you?” Afton saw right through him.</p><p></p><p>“Something like that yeah,” Cliff admitted a bit ashamed.</p><p></p><p>“Mom, is this man really my daddy?” Becky suddenly asked.</p><p></p><p>“Becky I…” Afton started saying but was saved by the phone that started ringing. “The phone’s ringing.”</p><p></p><p>Afton reached over to grab it but before she had a chance to do that Cliff had already picked it up with the words, “Hello?!”</p><p></p><p>“I’m sorry I think I must have gotten the wrong number, I was calling for Afton Cooper…” said a man’s voice.</p><p></p><p>“Oh no worries, this is Afton’s phone,” Cliff replied.</p><p></p><p>“Oh really?” The man asked. “So who are you?”</p><p></p><p>“Cliff Barnes, Afton and I go way back…”Cliff explained. “So who’s calling?”</p><p></p><p>“Mario Badeau, Afton’s boyfriend!” The man replied.</p><p></p><p> “Her what?” Cliff asked surprised, as his PI had never said anything about a boyfriend being on the scene.</p><p></p><p>“Boyfriend,” The man confirmed.</p><p></p><p>Cliff felt like cursing. <em>Damn! She wasn’t supposed to be seeing anyone! </em>Cliff felt like screaming to the other man to get lost and that Afton was with him now. But he then decided to hold back that impulse and just said, “Oh I see, well Afton’s not feeling too well tonight but I’ll make sure she’ll know you called…” Cliff then hung up the phone before the man had a chance to say another word.</p><p></p><p>“How dare you answer my phone and then decide that I’m not well enough to take the call?” Afton was fuming. “That’s not for you to decide!”</p><p></p><p>“Sorry but you don’t look so fine to me.”</p><p></p><p>“Well and whose fault is that?” Afton started yelling at Cliff. “If I don’t look fine it’s all your fault!” Afton yelled accusingly. “You walk into my house, without any excuse at all, charm Becky by playing video games with her and then claims to be her father…”</p><p></p><p>“Claims to be?” Cliff raised his voice too. “I <em>am</em> her father!”</p><p></p><p>“Oh yeah and how can you be so sure that she is your daughter?”</p><p></p><p>“The test for the disease proves it,” Cliff exclaimed.</p><p></p><p>“Oh yeah that’s definitely proof. Since you’re the only man in the entire world that has neurofibromatosis, right?” Afton spat out.</p><p></p><p>Her words hits home and Cliff was taken aback. Since all these years he’d been so convinced that the little girl was his, even though Afton told him once before that she really was Van Buren’s daughter, in his heart he’d never believed that. Still standing there now he had to consider the possibility that Van Buren actually was the father and it made him feel vulnerable. “So does that mean that she’s…is she…not my daughter?” Cliff asked in a small voice.</p><p></p><p>Afton had the lie on the tip of her tongue when Becky suddenly changed her mind by sighing, “Oh great so I’m back to not having a father again!”</p><p></p><p>Seeing the disappointment shining from her daughter’s eyes Afton didn’t have the heart to lie. Since this wasn’t just about Cliff anymore, it was about Becky and regardless of what she thought about Cliff she couldn’t deprive her daughter from her father any longer just because she didn’t want Cliff in her life. It would be selfish. So therefore the truth finally came out. “No Becky, you do have a father!”</p><p></p><p>“So does that means?” Cliff asked.</p><p></p><p>“Yes,” Afton sighed. “I wish to God that she wasn’t but you’re right Cliff, she is your daughter!” Afton admitted, before turning back to her daughter. “Becky try not to build your hopes up too high. He might be your dad but he’s gonna disappoint you. I’m sure he will…” Afton tried to warn her daughter. But neither Cliff nor Becky seemed to listen to her warnings, as they were just so happy to finally have found each other…</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Karin Schill, post: 28037"] Thank you for the feedback Crazy about SE and JR. I'm glad you think it was the best update so far. :) Here's another update: Over at Afton’s house were Cliff and Becky still waiting patiently for Afton to wake up when her eyelids finally started to flutter. Cliff smiled, “Becky, I think your mother is about to come to now!” “Finally” Becky said, as Afton opened her eyes, “Mom! Don’t you ever do that again you scared me!” “I’m sorry baby, I didn’t mean to…” Afton sat up and hugged Becky tightly. “I was just so shocked to see Cliff here and…” Afton stopped herself as she noticed that Cliff was still there. Then she turned her attention to her ex. “Cliff what are you doing here?” Afton asked. “How did you find us?” “Oh it wasn’t so hard, I have certain connections…” Cliff smiled sheepishly. “Oh you mean you had a PI do the job for you?” Afton saw right through him. “Something like that yeah,” Cliff admitted a bit ashamed. “Mom, is this man really my daddy?” Becky suddenly asked. “Becky I…” Afton started saying but was saved by the phone that started ringing. “The phone’s ringing.” Afton reached over to grab it but before she had a chance to do that Cliff had already picked it up with the words, “Hello?!” “I’m sorry I think I must have gotten the wrong number, I was calling for Afton Cooper…” said a man’s voice. “Oh no worries, this is Afton’s phone,” Cliff replied. “Oh really?” The man asked. “So who are you?” “Cliff Barnes, Afton and I go way back…”Cliff explained. “So who’s calling?” “Mario Badeau, Afton’s boyfriend!” The man replied. “Her what?” Cliff asked surprised, as his PI had never said anything about a boyfriend being on the scene. “Boyfriend,” The man confirmed. Cliff felt like cursing. [I]Damn! She wasn’t supposed to be seeing anyone! [/I]Cliff felt like screaming to the other man to get lost and that Afton was with him now. But he then decided to hold back that impulse and just said, “Oh I see, well Afton’s not feeling too well tonight but I’ll make sure she’ll know you called…” Cliff then hung up the phone before the man had a chance to say another word. “How dare you answer my phone and then decide that I’m not well enough to take the call?” Afton was fuming. “That’s not for you to decide!” “Sorry but you don’t look so fine to me.” “Well and whose fault is that?” Afton started yelling at Cliff. “If I don’t look fine it’s all your fault!” Afton yelled accusingly. “You walk into my house, without any excuse at all, charm Becky by playing video games with her and then claims to be her father…” “Claims to be?” Cliff raised his voice too. “I [I]am[/I] her father!” “Oh yeah and how can you be so sure that she is your daughter?” “The test for the disease proves it,” Cliff exclaimed. “Oh yeah that’s definitely proof. Since you’re the only man in the entire world that has neurofibromatosis, right?” Afton spat out. Her words hits home and Cliff was taken aback. Since all these years he’d been so convinced that the little girl was his, even though Afton told him once before that she really was Van Buren’s daughter, in his heart he’d never believed that. Still standing there now he had to consider the possibility that Van Buren actually was the father and it made him feel vulnerable. “So does that mean that she’s…is she…not my daughter?” Cliff asked in a small voice. Afton had the lie on the tip of her tongue when Becky suddenly changed her mind by sighing, “Oh great so I’m back to not having a father again!” Seeing the disappointment shining from her daughter’s eyes Afton didn’t have the heart to lie. Since this wasn’t just about Cliff anymore, it was about Becky and regardless of what she thought about Cliff she couldn’t deprive her daughter from her father any longer just because she didn’t want Cliff in her life. It would be selfish. So therefore the truth finally came out. “No Becky, you do have a father!” “So does that means?” Cliff asked. “Yes,” Afton sighed. “I wish to God that she wasn’t but you’re right Cliff, she is your daughter!” Afton admitted, before turning back to her daughter. “Becky try not to build your hopes up too high. He might be your dad but he’s gonna disappoint you. I’m sure he will…” Afton tried to warn her daughter. But neither Cliff nor Becky seemed to listen to her warnings, as they were just so happy to finally have found each other… [/QUOTE]
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