*January 1983*
Another new year and (Y/N) reflects on helping Karen live through her death date and keeping Andy healthy too.
(Y/N)'s POV:
It's now 1983. 5 years since I was brought back to the past. I have to march ahead as I know I have still so much left to do. Karen's actual death date is next month and I have to make sure she lives past it. I know Andy's death date is still another 5 years away so I got a lot to do in a short time.
Karen has been quiet healthy and happy. Her weight really hasn't changed and she seems to be content with life. Maybe I was the friend she needed to change the outlook she had on life.
I got up later then normal on this new year since me and Andy waited to see 12 o'clock midnight.
I went and turned the coffee on and got the cream and sugar ready in my cup. Andy was still asleep so I just put the cream and sugar in his cup.
I went and sat outside with Sam and enjoyed the mild morning.
I watched clouds go by and I sit back to the first moments I had when I first got here.
*Flashback*
May 1978
I came up to the full length mirror and shrieked in disbelief. My hair was flared out with wispy bangs, I had blue eyeshadow on, which is not my color. I also had a matching denim jumpsuit and platforms on. As I continued to look around the room, a calendar with May 1978 was hanging on the back of the door. My dream came true, but how is this all possible?
I opened the door of the room and this definitely was not my house. I looked around for some keys and pocketed them just so I didn't lock myself out. I adventured outside, as weird as my makeup was, and began walking. Not much was different then 2021 except face masks weren't on everyone.
The biggest thing that had changed was the cars. There was beautiful, brand new Chevys and Lincoln's parked along the curb. As I was walking along, I kept misstepping because of these platforms. Ok, I may have been wrong on the fashion from the 1970s. I didn't wanna die from these shoes. Despite being distracted by the cars, I heard high pitch teenage screams coming from the direction I was walking. I misstepped on the curb and fell into someone, literally.
*end of flashback*
I smiled and shook my head as I sipped some coffee. Sam was rolling in the grass and having a ball.
"Good morning darling," Andy said in his morning voice.
I turned around and saw him in his PJ bottoms but he was shirtless.
"Good morning love. Happy New Year," I told him happily.
He walked over with his coffee cup in his hand and sat by me.
"Why didn't you wake me?" Andy asked in a raspy voice.
"Cause you looked so peaceful sleeping," I said putting my hand on his face.
"Stoppppp darling," Andy said rubbing sleep from his eyes.
"You always look so cute especially with your hair fluff," I said messing with his hair.
"You are something else darling," Andy said taking a long sip from his cup of coffee.
"I can't believe that we're celebrating 5 years together in May," I said looking out to the yard.
"It's crazy how time flies darling," Andy said looking at me.
"We also will be married for 3 years too," I said looking at the dead grass.
"Best time ever. You are the best thing that ever happened to me," Andy said grabbing my hand.
"You are the best thing that ever to happen to me too," I told him smiling.
"I love you," Andy said kind of shy.
"I love you most," I said standing up.
We headed inside to eat breakfast and drink more coffee.
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