Personal Narrative Fiction

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There were so many things she wanted to say, but she stayed quiet. Waiting for Jenna to continue. "Listen sis, we can go around this a million times, but the outcome will still be the same. There's no denying that, one of us will need to be in Paris at some point. With everything going on in my personal life, I really believe it should be me," she stops. Rachel nodded her head, urging Jenna to continue. "Sis, there's no other way for me to say this, so here goes," she began. "I reached out to Francois, Genevieve, and Aunt Viv." When she heard the Jenna utter the last name, her interest peaked even more. "Jenna, exactly, when are you planning on moving." "Rachel, sis, I plan on leaving for Paris in a month," she replied. …show more content…

So, what time did you want to go to mom, and dad's," she asked. "Well, I have a few things to do today. I'll probably be done by 3 pm, So how does 3:30 pm sound, Candy is going to pick up the kids at mom's around 3 pm, that way we can have privacy," she informed Rachel. "We can meet here, and drive from here." "That sounds perfect, that way I can do some work. Since someone has been playing hokey," she laughs. Jenna left the boutique, and went to the bank, and closed her safety deposit box. She took all of the items in the box. The contents were mutual bonds, stock portfolio, her passport, and jewelry her mom had left her. afterwards, stopped at the storage complex to rent a unit for her items.She made doctor's appointments for her, and the children. One thing she couldn't do was buy their tickets yet. That had to until she talked to Ryan. At exactly, 3 pm. Jenna was back at the boutique waiting for Rachel. She was on the phone speaking to a customer. after hanging up she said, "sorry sis, it's been so busy this week." "That's okay. Whenever you're ready, Jenna replied. In fifteen minutes, they were parking in Jenna's driveway, but instead of heading to her front door. They went to the house next …show more content…

"Hello, my loves. Jack, our girls are here," she announced breezily. Looking from one to another. "What do we owe this pleasure, " she says. "Hi girls," he replied, "who's everything?" "Jenna, Rebecca picked up the kids children half an hour ago," explained Jessie. "I know, I asked her to take them to the park, and ice cream parlor, she answered. "Would you two like some refreshments," Jessie immediately stopped once she saw their faces. "Rachel, Jenna, what's wrong," she had a nagging feeling. "Jack, Jessie, we need to talk. Can we sit down for a while," replied Jenna. They went into the living room. The following two hours were an emotional roller coaster. The women were crying, while Jack was glaring blankly at the window. Subsequently, Jessie inquired, "Jenna have you told Frank, and Margaret yet?" "No, i haven't thus far," she answered in a low voice. "We're all having dinner tomorrow. I intend to tell them then. Trying her hardest not to break down. The Browns' had always treated her, like she was their own. Jenna hated to be the cause of heartaches for them. Needless to say, it would upset them very much. Jenna shook it off, determined to continue with her

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