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Chapter Seven – Eurovision 2019! For the next couple of weeks Lizzie and Christopher continue their relationship. Every Wednesday, and almost every weekend. He comes by, and well. Stuff happens. The sex is beyond great. And for the first time in years Lizzie feels like she matters. Like she’s something more than just “mom”. The […]

Chapter Six – I Owe You Favours For The Rest Of My Life! After showering, and changing. Lizzie calls Janet. She promised she would. Like the best friends they are, they usually exchange all the dirty details of affairs like this one. Not about real relationships, or long term relationships. That would be too weird. […]

Chapter Five – I Have Epilepsy! A bit too much wine last night. Lizzie sleeps in. Weekend, no kids to take to school. Lie in bed all day, Reading a book maybe. Watch some TV. Lizzie turns to her side. He’s still there? Christopher is still there, right beside her, sleeping. He didn’t leave? Why […]

Chapter Four – I Probably Forgot How To Do It! Lizzie walks in front of Christopher into the bedroom. He follows closely behind. No one is saying anything. No need to, both Lizzie and Christopher knows what’s about to happen. The room is not big. Just enough room for a bed, clothes and a desk. […]

Chapter Three – The First Date! Lizzie stands in the bathroom door looking at the walls. Painted in a light grey colour. Not the best of work, but then again, she isn’t a professional painter, and being a single mom, the money for professionals to do the job for her isn’t there. This’ll do for […]

Chapter Two – Redecorate The Bathroom! Messages sent back and forth. Lizzie hasn’t experienced this in a long long time. To actually have someone to talk to. A grown up. Someone who answers. Someone who want to talk to her. It’s weird. She is a divorced, single mom, to three kids. She almost thought that […]

Chapter One – Christopher! He´s Good! Elizabeth or Lizzie amongst friends, leans her head against the neck support on the passenger side in the car. Looks over at Janet, one of her best friends, who is the one driving. It wasn’t that Lizzie couldn’t drive. She got her drives license after her divorce, about 6 […]