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Chasing The Butterflies
By Berg


Bianca watched Miranda and Maggie sitting on the park bench. Maggie was singing a song softly. Ever so lovingly and gently she placed the young girl back into her stroller.

"This was nice," Bianca smiled.

"Well Miranda and I were talking this morning," Maggie began.

"Oh you were huh?" Bianca smiled.

"Oh yes," Maggie continued on. "We do it every day after you leave for work. We kick back and have a few coffee's. Read the paper. Joke about the art section. She doesn't get it anymore then I do."

Bianca just laughed. "So you both decided to take the afternoon off and come to the office and take me for a picnic."

"Well that was my idea," Maggie said looking at Miranda. "But I'm sure she'll try to tell you otherwise."

"You're amazing with her," Bianca said just speaking softly without thinking.

"Thanks," Maggie smiled. "I like the person I am when I'm with her. I think she gets it from her mom."

"Well you can be certain she enjoys your company as much as I do."

Just then a young couple, in their mid twenties, walked by holding hands and laughing. He leaned in and kissed his wife softly. Both Maggie and Bianca watched them with amused yet equally sad expressions on their faces.

"What are you thinking?" Maggie asked when Bianca finally took her eyes off the couple as they rounded the corner.

"They seem happy," Bianca smiled and looked at Maggie.

"Are you happy?" Maggie asked.

"Very," Bianca nodded and smiled. "It's a beautiful afternoon. I'm in the park with my daughter and best friend. How could it be better?"

"Could it be?"

"Maggie what are you asking me?" Bianca asked curious. "Do I miss that?" she pointed to the now empty walk.

"Yes. Do you miss that."

"Sometimes," Bianca smiled. "But I wouldn't' trade what I have now for anything." Bianca watched Maggie shift. "Do you?"

"Do I what?"


Maggie looked like she was considering her words carefully which both worried and calmed Bianca. After a few moments of silence Bianca finally spoke. "It's ok. You don't have to answer…"

But Maggie ever so smoothly simply reached over and took Bianca's hand in her own. "I can't miss what I have," she said sliding over just a little bit closer to Bianca. Their legs touching ever so slightly.

"I have someone I look at adoringly," Maggie smiled. "Someone…who looks at me the same way."

"I do," Bianca nodded. "I didn't think you saw…"

"I saw," Maggie squeezed her hand gently. "I have all I need or could ever want in a lover, a best friend, a partner…a…wife…someone to spend my life with. I have that in you Bianca."

Bianca felt the tears welling up in her eyes. "I think that's the best beautiful thing you've ever said."

"Not as beautiful as, 'ok…you can hang Portia there…'"

Bianca giggled. "No, but it's a close second."

"Can I kiss you?" Maggie asked moving her lips closer.

"Not if I kiss you first," Bianca smiled and brought her lips gently to Maggie's own. The soft child like giggle that escape Miranda's throat made both women turn their heads and look at the little girl. A butterfly had landed on her leg and she was ever so curious.

"I read once that you can chase a butterfly all over the field and never catch it. But if you sit quietly in the grass it will come and sit on your shoulder," Bianca said softly. She looked at Maggie. "You're kind of my butterfly."

"And you're kind of mine," Maggie smiled.

Another kiss later and Maggie pulled away. "I read once that something as small as a butterfly beating its wings in China can cause a hurricane in America," Maggie said considering her words. "Maybe we should go to China and kill all the butterflies, just to be safe?"

Bianca burst into giggled and kissed Maggie again. "You always know how to make me laugh."

"Well…I try."

The End

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