Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 50

Elysia raced across the room, “Blossom.”

Blossom rubbed her eyes and squinted at Elysia. Then she let out a squeal and lunged forward to cuddle her.

“Is that really you, Elysia? 1-1–I’m not seeing ghosts, am I?!”

“It’s me. I came looking for you after I saw the news online. Are you okay? Did you get hurt?”

But Blossom, as if she hadn’t heard a word, pinched herself then pinched Elysia.

“Does it hurt? It hurts me, oh goodness, I’m in pain, thank heavens I’m not dreaming! Elysia, you’re finally back! Where on earth have you been these years? Winona and I have been sick with worry. I didn’t get a single call or text from you and you nearly gave us a heart attack!” Blossom, a sensitive gal through and through from Jindale City, burst into tears as she spoke.

Elysia felt a pang of guilt, “Alright, alright, it’s all my fault. No more tears, okay? Let me make sure you’re not hurt.”

“I’m fine, let’s go home and talk.” Blossom was now a kindergarten teacher. She whipped out her phone to call the school and take the day off.

Phone tucked away, Blossom linked arms with Elysia and they headed home, “You have no idea how much Winona and I missed you these years. We never stopped looking for you, but you were just nowhere to be found. Where have you been all this time?”

the incident, I went back to the Thorne family. They were ashamed of me and kicked me out. I had nowhere to go, and I didn’t want my reputation to affect the baby. So

say she lived deep in the woods for she didn’t want to scare Blossom. Plus, she had promised her

You dashed away during your pregnancy and you didn’t even tell us! Your husband leaves you, your family disowns you, but

dragging you into

say that to Winona, she’ll throttle you. Why are you so distant from us? Aren’t we friends?!” Blossom scolded.

smiled and followed Blossom

they stepped inside, they were engulfed in warmth and

rack by the door and glanced around the house, “Are your

folks not home?”

If they knew you were back, they’d have dropped everything. You know how much they adore you; they’re always

some hot coffee to warm her up.

to Elysia on the couch, “Come on, spill the beans about what you’ve been up

a moment, unsure where to start. It seemed like she’d been

pregnancy, childbirth, and

the mountain when I was pregnant,