Laird Visits His Father

"Tell me what you think of this opening line for my book, Time stole his most prized possession--his mind." Mr. Pendlebury asked Laird. They were in his study. Laird had called him the night before to tell him he wanted to see him. "Sounds good but I thought you were writing a book about genuine …

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Laird Calls Martina

Laird was on his way to have lunch with Embeth, his friend, the gallery owner and artist when he ran into old friend and retired judge, Gordon Camidge. “Oh, hello, Old Chap.” “Hello, Gordon.” “How are things with you?” “Fine, thank you.  How are you?  How are Rachel, the kids and grandkids?” “Oh, fine, fine.  …

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Martina’s Memories

It had been weeks since she saw him at the restaurant and still no phone calls or visits. She wanted to call him on his private line but was afraid of being told that it was over between them. Why hadn't he called or come around to see her? She would rather have him accuse …

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