Free Broken Obsession - Part Two by Trisha Fuentes

Peyton and eyed all the
luxurious furniture and the enormous glass windows that paraded a
beautiful view of the ocean and beachfront property beyond.
     
    Madge pinched her friend’s arm and caused Amber to
shut her wide-open mouth. “We’ve moved up in the world now, haven’t
we?”
     
    Amber then looked into her friend’s blue eyes; dirty
blond hair styled high on top of her head. She was almost as tall
as Amber too, nearly five ten. “I’ve been meaning to ask you over,
when are you free for dinner?”
     
    “Come to the Palisades? What an honor,” Madge
relayed, holding her hand up to her heart.
     
    “Stop it,” Amber guffawed, “I mean really, we want
you over.”
     
    “How are we doing?” Madge stated, leading the
twosome over to the living room to get a better look at the waves
pounding against the surf.
     
    Peyton climbed on top of the couch and rested his
little arms over the arch overlooking the water beyond. Amber ran
her fingers through his soft black hair as she sat next to him. “We
are doing fine, great in fact, I’ve never been happier in my entire
life Madge, I’m so in love.”
     
    Madge choked back her tears and could instantly feel
Amber’s genuine tranquility. She cried like a baby when she heard
that Amber tried to commit suicide a couple of years back. Amber
was a good friend, and Madge wished to God that Amber trusted her
enough to confide in her about her affair. After Madge’s ugly
divorce, she moved away from the neighborhood and thought she’d
never see or hear from Amber again. Until last week, Madge was so
overwhelmed from hearing her voice, years of friendship passed
before her very eyes. “So he’s good to you?”
     
    Amber sighed, “Oh yes Madge, he’s wonderful.”
     
    Madge grabbed Amber’s left hand and held it within
hers. She didn’t want to look, but curiosity got the best of her.
She then overturned her arm and there it was; the three-inch scar
that Amber produced. A tear fell out of her eye. “Why didn’t you
contact me? I thought we were so close you and I.”
     
    Amber rubbed Madge’s hand within hers. “It was
spontaneous,” she managed to affirm. “It wasn’t planned.”
     
    Madge smiled, “It usually isn’t.”
     
    Amber bit down on her lower lip.
     
    Madge then eyed Peyton casually watching the seagulls
swooping down to collect fish out of the ocean, “And this little
miracle?”
     
    “He’s my blessing,” Amber gushed happily, running her
hand across his head of hair again. “He’s gonna be four soon and
mommy wanted to give him an early birthday present.”
     
    “Oh yes,” Madge added, “Where are those birthday
presents?”
     
    The two women then stood up together, but Madge
instantly grabbed Amber again to give her friend a meaningful hug.
She whispered into her ear, “I love you Amber, I’m so happy for you
that everything worked out.” She then caressed her cheek and looked
back at Peyton who was anxiously waiting his early birthday
present. “Let’s go outside, shall we?”
     
    Amber picked up her son and set him high on her hip
as she walked down the exterior toward a pen and instantly, Amber
could feel Peyton’s little body jump for delight upon her
waist.
     
    “Mommy—puppies!”
     
    Amber eyed Madge while her friend went to the
chain-link fence to let out the ten little bouncy, friendly, chewy,
pouncing collections of beige fluff. They all run out toward Peyton
instantly as he dove into receive them. He giggled, he twisted, he
grabbed—he tried to pet them all—his arms were full of fur and
Peyton was in puppy paradise.
     
    “Do you like them Peyton?”
     
    Peyton was sniggering continuously and bent down to
give a couple of puppies a kiss. “Oh yes mommy, I like them.”
     
    “Which one do you want?”
     
    Peyton froze. His eyes grew wide as saucers, “Which
one? I can have one mommy? We can tak’em home with us?”
     
    Amber sat herself on the grass and straight away
three puppies dashed