I only knew the guy from his holiday in the UK; by sheer
chance I had helped him out in a fight in a bar. After he
said if I was ever in the states to call him. I had a
stop over in New York and called him. He was so pleased
he came right over to my hotel …
Tag: pegging
…tap tap tap.
“I see you’re using my name for this deidre
project.”
“Whose would I use?”
“I wasn’t consulted.”
“I see you’ve decided to crawl out of your little
bunny cage now. Where were you the other day when I
had time to do some writing?”
“Sleeping. Why are you calling it `Secrets’?
Isn’t that giving it away? How …
“You heard about Nancy Jenson, didn’t you?” I was out raking our front
yard and our neighbor Diane was talking to me. I hadn’t known she was
acquainted with Nancy Jenson and briefly wondered whether she was
talking about the one that I knew.
“You know Nancy?” I finally asked.
“Yes. You heard that she and her husband are separating, …
Read More →Becca startled as her desk phone snagged her attention away from the
document she was writing at work.
“This is Becca,” she answered in a crisp tone.
“Hi, it’s me,” the soft and silky female voice said.
“Where’ve you been? I called you at work and you didn’t answer!”
“I took the day off. I had some errands to run.”…
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