Stuart’s Invitation to Washington

Stuart was on the boat and inside the cabin when he heard footsteps on deck. Minutes later, Shandra stepped inside the cabin. "Hi." "Hi." "What are you doing?" she asked glancing at the books on the table. "I was just doing some research." "Are you writing another book?" "Yes." "What's it about?" "I found out …

The Cafeteria

He was always having lunch by himself every time she went to the cafeteria.  She would pass his table and he would look up.   Their eyes would meet and then she would smile.  He smiled back and she continued walking until she reached the table where she usually sat with Angie, her co-worker. On day, …

Working Overtime

Never in all the years she worked with Gabriel did she anticipate falling in love with him. She had been so determined to keep their relationship purely professional and then, out of the blue, she developed feelings for him.  She blamed it on all those nights they worked together on different projects.  He was so …

Love at the Library

The moment he walked into the library, he had her attention.  She had seen him a couple of times before.  He would sit at a particular table and spend the next couple of hours reading the same book.  One evening when he left the table for a brief moment, she walked by on the pretense …

A Failed Plan

The young ladies were all in a tizzy because Mr. Edmond McFadyen was joining them for dinner that evening.  Mr. Burrows had taken the liberty to extend the long overdue invitation when he had the pleasure of bumping into the young man at the gentlemen's club that morning. Ever since the McFadyens had moved into …

Providence

"Miss Johnson, to what do I owe the pleasure of this unexpected visit?" Lucius Suchet asked, his brown eyes studied her as she stood in the doorway.  "I'm astonished that you remember me considering that you didn't so much as say a word to me last night." She ignored his remarks and marched over to …

The Afternoon Tradition

As she drank her tea, she thought of her grandmother. Grams would have turned 90 today.  How she missed her. It was Grams who got her into the habit of drinking tea in the afternoons.  She thought of the times when she used to walk over to Grams' house after school and sit at the …

Florence

She sat at a small table outside of the local cafe set in the maze of streets near Piazza Antinori.  One could get lost in Florence but won’t mind at all.  It was a beautiful, bustling and exciting place.  There was so much to see. Around her mingled the sound of dishes cutlery, the clink of glasses as people toasted each other and the voices and laughter of tourists and …

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