It is said that a "man's best friend is a dog." However, it can also be said that a "woman's best friend is another woman," and before the day was over, Penny would find how true this motto could be. This experience for Penny began the day she went over to her new neighbour's home next door, a basket of goodies she had bought in her hand as a greeting to th...
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Author's Note: Many thanks to carolin_ for volunteering to edit, for the quick feedback, and also for the encouragement. Should anyone get to the end and contemplate commenting, you should know that comments make my life. * "Fi! Hold the door!" A screech cuts through the rush hour bustle, and I wince in recognition. Clutching my bag closer, I sink into m...
Pamela Jean Armstrong stepped out of the elevator and toward the double glass doors with a purposeful strike in her step. The twenty-four-year-old blond paused for a moment as she checked her reflection in the glass, then opened the right door, stepping into the offices of Dawson, Davis and Douglas. The clock on the wall read nine fifty, but the recently p...
Alexandra pulled the fleece blanket over herself and leaned forward, hunching over her laptop. Even though it had been an unseasonably warm 54 degrees, the setting of the sun brought back the reality of late autumn in Chicago. The air outside had its familiar bite back, the wind had returned, and the temperature in Alexandra's apartment had dropped along wit...
I hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! These characters are becoming real to me and sharing their story with you gives me so much satisfaction. I am already working on the third (most likely last) chapter! As always, let me know what you think! XOXO-SkylerLuv ****** The phone rings over and over and over again. The voice mail...
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