From: "Doug.xxxx” To: "Bobbie,yyyyyy" Sent: Sunday, August 18, 2002 10:05pm Subject: Sunday hardly a day of rest…. I got your e-mail right after I got home from seeing Dirk/Gary. It will be terrific to have you visiting for a couple of days. And I know Erika will love seeing you too. But do me a favor, mom? Please don’t let on that I have been filling...
3 months later "Ben Morrison's office, how may I help you?" Liz cheerily greeted the first caller of the day. It was a Monday and like most Mondays she was expecting the day to get crazy. There was always some fire to put out here or there, but luckily there was a new intern starting today. She loved when interns came because she knew, from previous exper...
"Did you have a good birthday on Friday, Tom?" It was a simple enough question that my friend Gary asked that day as I walked into church. "Nah." I answered truthfully. "Didn't really do anything. Not even dinner out with the family. Just didn't feel up to it. It was either do something big for #45, or just let it go, like most birthdays." Now it hadn't be...
We arrived safely in Porlamar, Venezuela twenty minutes ahead of schedule. Unfortunately, none of our luggage made it with us. Somehow, it had found itself on a cargo plane destined for Johannesburg, South Africa. The airline could trace our belongings instantly, but they were powerless to do anything about it. Our bags would be forwarded to us in three d...
My heart was broken- I, was broken. And stunned. I was in as much disbelief as anyone else could be. How could I feel so upset losing a man whom I had never met, never heard his voice, never touched or felt his flesh on mine? You could say that we had only emailed and chatted online, but that wouldn't even come close to what transpired between us. I opened...
A Close Encounter of the Best Kind During the entire flight, Melinda stared out the window, lost in her thoughts. Wondering if he would live up to his promise and meet her at the airport, both hoping and fearing that he would. She recalled the phone conversation when he learned she was coming to his area for a seminar and how he calmly insisted he would pic...
Please Note: This story is purely fiction *** One of the characters is an Episcopal priest, for those who don't know and will try to correct me: Episcopal Priests can and do marry. They are properly referred to as Priests, not Ministers *** Thank you & Enjoy. The cold little church was packed to capacity. Candles flickered along the center isle. Garla...
Let me preface this story by giving a special thanks to the volunteer editor, CambriaRose. All individuals in this story are real, although I have changed the name to protect the innocent, all event happened pretty much like how I am about to tell them, although I may embellish just a bit to keep things interesting. I hope you enjoy this story. Cheers to...
Chapter 1 It was Friday morning and he walked down the hall of Goddard Advertising, to his father's outer office and smiled at Mrs. Chavez, his father's secretary of twenty-two years. She waved Nick in, telling him that his father was free. Nick walked and sank down into the chair across from his father's desk. Not looking up Christopher Goddard asked his...
This chapter is set roughly one year after the events of An Unlikely Romance Ch.08. I would suggest reading that story to get an idea about Monica. If not, you can just leave it at her being New York City's most ruthless cop, willing to do anything to get the job done. As always your comments and votes are much appreciated. "Get inside the mind of your ene...