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I drove to the store early, right after “I’m Landon, and I should have Thanksgiving, right?” he asked.
it opened. The parking lot was known better than to come here I grabbed his arm. “You’re kidding,
packed, and not surprisingly, the today. But I couldn’t stand to look at right?”
returns line was already snaking these things for another minute.” He A smile split his face. “Yeah, I am.
through the store. No problem, looked around the store wearily. Even I’ve heard about Black Friday.”
though. I was expecting it. So I got in “Oh, you picked the best day to Landon grabbed a cart and followed
line, waiting to return my stuff, get come here. All those sales? In fact, me. “I feel like I should be writing this
store credit, and then scour the I’m going to finish my Christmas all down.”
shelves for bargains. My heart was shopping today.” I crossed my arms, I laughed. “Really, I should write a
actually beating quickly just thinking very satisfied with myself. I felt ener- book—then I wouldn’t have to bar-
about it. Pathetic, I know. gized, ready to go. gain shop with all that money, right?”
I smiled at the guy who scooted in He scrunched his eyebrows Although I think I’d still bargain, even
line behind me. I looked at the pack- together. “What do you mean? if I were a billionaire. It’s exciting to
ages he held against his chest. “So I Christmas is over.” see what kinds of deals I can score.
take it you’re not a fan of the I nodded. “True, but I haven’t visit- “Okay, back to business. Now,
Snuggie?” I asked. ed all my aunts and friends and their sometimes having a cart will slow
He rolled his eyes. “Oh, sure I little kiddos yet. So, they’ll never you down, especially if the aisles are
am—just not four of them. I’m hard know I’m scooping up their packed with other carts, so some-
to buy for, apparently.” Christmas gifts today at a super-bar- times it’s good to shop with a friend
I laughed. “You must not have any gain. I mean, what’s the difference if who can guard the cart while you
hobbies or collections then.” I bought the bath and body set two squeeze through the crowds to grab
He ran a hand through his mussed weeks ago for twenty dollars, or if I your loot. Then you take turns.”
up hair. He must have just gotten out buy it today for five?” “Shop with a buddy.” He frowned.
of bed. He looked really cute, He nodded appreciatively. “I never “Now, that might be a tough sell for
though—brown wavy hair and pale thought of that. You’re right. I have a the guys I know.”
blue eyes. He frowned. “I guess I bunch of people I haven’t seen for I laughed and thought, Wow, funny
don’t have any hobbies these days. I the holidays yet and could pick a few and cute. What a keeper if not for the
used to run, but I don’t have the time gifts up for them. Where are these pesky girlfriend problem. We cruised
for that anymore. Work keeps me mythical bargains?” back toward the seasonal section.
pretty busy. But how did you know?” I pointed to the back of the store. “Here’s another good tip. If you see
“Simple. Because you would have “I’ll show you myself after we return something you like, grab it. Don’t
been returning novelty golf items if our stuff. I’ll give you a crash course think about it. You can always put it
you were a golfer, or a 365 days of in Joy’s Bargain Shopping 101, if back. But if you walk away from it,
tennis calendar or something. Once you want.” chances are someone else will take
people know you have a hobby or “Okay. You’re on,” he said. it.”
collection, you’re toast. I had to send Landon swallowed hard and we
out an email informing my friends I got my store credit for fifty-three stopped in front of the five aisles of
and family that I was no longer col- dollars and seventy-eight cents and marked down holiday goodies.
lecting unicorns, and in fact, had waited for Landon, now Snuggie free People were swarming the aisles,
stopped collecting them when I was and ready to roll. “Okay, rule number some already wheeling away over-
twelve. Once people know you col- one. You have to grab a cart, even if flowing carts. “I’m scared,” he said.
lect something, forget it. You’re you think you’re not going to buy I laughed. “I won’t let you get hurt.
doomed to get frogs or ducks or cat much, because you never know Who are you shopping for?”
figurines for the rest of your life.” what you’re going to find. One year, I He scratched his head, still scop-
He laughed. “Good to know. I found gourmet fondue pots for nine- ing out the situation. “I have a couple
won’t start collecting anything.” ty percent off. Can you imagine if I of dinner parties to go to, and I didn’t
I raised an eyebrow, feeling bold. had to go back for a cart? Someone buy anything for my uncle Jerry yet.
“And you must not have a girlfriend else would have gotten them.” And I always like giving my nieces a
or a wife.” His eyes widened. “They mark gift here and there.”
He rubbed his stubbly chin. “Why things off ninety percent?” “Good. Look for ornaments or
do you say that?” “Sometimes, if you’ve got some fancy holders for the wine bottles for
“Because she would have volun- really good shopping karma going those dinner parties, bath stuff or
teered to bring your stuff back for on. They were three-ninety each, I hair accessories for the girls, and if
you so she could go shopping.” bought ten of them, and half my you see solid red wrapping paper,
He frowned a little. “Actually, I am Christmas shopping was done for grab it. You can use that for any
seeing someone, but she hates the next year. Helps to have a lot of occasion.”
shopping. . .” storage at home, by the way.” I He took a deep breath and nod-
“A woman who hates shopping? shook a cart loose from the front of ded.
Weird,” I said, with a little bit of the store. “Now, if you’re shopping “Ready to go in?” I asked.
regret because Mr. Snuggie was on Black Friday, you better grab one “Ready.”
cute. Like snuggle-under-the- of these in the parking lot, because “Oh, one more thing.”
Snuggie-together kind of cute. “I’m chances are they’re all being used.” “What?” TR
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Bargain For Love thought I was a cheapskate. Maybe I uninspired ‘do. But oh well, we were
shouldn’t let major date material see going to lunch, weren’t we?
(Continued from page 3) this side of me so soon. But then
again, I reminded myself, he’s not on Landon was waiting for me by the
“Keep an eye on your cart. People the market, so no worries. I took off hostess station, and we were quickly
will totally pluck the good stuff out if my coat and tossed it in the cart. It seated.
you’re not looking,” I warned. was hard to maneuver in a tiny aisle, “So, you don’t think I’m a total
“Come on, you’re kidding.” He plus I was working up a sweat. nut?” I asked him. “It’s kind of like a
gave me a funny look. We rolled our carts into the enter- sport for me, really. I like to bring
I held up one hand, palm facing tainment aisle, pushing past others home my spoils and show them off
outward. “Honest to God. Now let’s shoppers—nice and polite, no mall to my mother when she visits.
go.” rage or anything, but you’ve got to Sometimes I let her buy stuff from
We pushed in with our carts, and I be assertive. I saw a cute set of me.”
reached out and plucked a pair of coasters, the kind you add your own He laughed. “You’re not nuts,
fleece pj’s from a shelf without stop- photos to, and went to grab them, you’re smart.”
ping. We maneuvered our way into but someone snatched them off the “Gotta do what you gotta do in this
the first aisle. “Okay, here’s the bath shelf before I could get to them. economy, right?”
and body stuff. These are great gifts Huh?—That hardly ever happens to “Absolutely. I sell insurance. Folks
for birthdays for the women in your me. I looked up, a little ticked. I’d are dropping policies, scaling back.”
life. Just hide it from your girlfriend been wanting photo coasters. He let out a breath.
so she doesn’t know what you really Landon held them up in triumph. “I bartend while I’m finishing up
paid.” I grabbed five baskets filled My jaw dropped, and I wagged a my graduate degree, and let me tell
with creams and soaps before finger at him. “You catch on quick.” you, the tips ain’t what they used to
Landon could register what I was “I have a good teacher.” He hand- be.” I looked up into his beautiful
saying. “Move it or lose it, Landon.” ed them to me. blue eyes and suddenly felt a little
He plucked two baskets from the I held my hands up. “No way. shy. That whole shopping extrava-
shelf and dropped them in his cart. Those are yours. Well done.” ganza had felt pretty intimate in the
I pointed behind him. “And we’ve One side of his mouth quirked up afterglow.
got cute little baskets of girls’ hair and he placed them in his cart. “Where do you bartend?”
supplies over here. Perfect for your We made our way through the “Over at McAllister’s.”
nieces.” I handed him two and aisles, laughing and joking and “Oh yeah. I know where that is.
grabbed a few for myself. scooping up bargains. After an hour Never been there though.”
“So, how much will these be after of shopping, we headed for the Nope, you haven’t, because I
the seventy-five percent off?” he checkout lines. My cart was over- would have remembered you.
asked, looking at the fifteen dollar flowing with stuff, and Landon had a “Well, lunch is on me today, Joy.
price tag, doing the mental math. good pile in his. The lines were long You saved me a bundle. From this
“Easy, three-seventy-five,” I to check out, but you’ve gotta day forth, I am a bargain hunter.” He
quickly answered. “If it’s seventy- expect that kind of thing. I pulled out raised his glass in a toast, and so did
five percent off, divide the original a granola bar and offered one to I.
price in half, then in half again. So fif- Landon. “You’ve got to be prepared I scanned the menu and checked
teen would be three-seventy-five. for long lines, hunger, and dehydra- out the two for ten-dollar lunch spe-
Thirty would be seven-fifty. Fifty per- tion on your shopping expeditions.” cials. I pointed it out to Landon.
cent off is easy enough, and if you’re He laughed. “No, I’m good. I think “That’s a good deal, I’ll give you
lucky enough to find anything ninety I’m going to grab some lunch after that. But get whatever you want. I’m
percent off, just grab it. But if you this. Would you like to join me? I’d in the mood for a big juicy burger. I
really want to know how much it love to thank you for your on-the- worked up quite an appetite back
costs, just take a zero off the end of spot bargain shopping education.” there.”
the price. A fifty dollar item would be I smiled and dropped my granola We finished lunch and I was sad
five bucks.” bar back in my purse. “I’d love to.” for the day’s adventure to come to
He stood frozen, taking it all in. “I My total bill was only sixty-eight an end.
guess you have done this a few bucks. Landon only had to fork over “So are you going to show your
times.” forty-two smackeroos, and he girlfriend your shopping trophies, or
I shrugged and handed him a checked his receipt three times to keep it a secret?” I tried not to sound
stuffed cat holding a box of earrings. make sure it was right. too put out.
“Perfect for the nieces on Valentine’s We dropped our goodies in our He blew out his breath. “I guess I’ll
Day.” cars and planned to meet at a show her. There’s a whole discount-
“Thanks,” he said, setting it in his restaurant down the street for lunch. ed world out there for us to discov-
cart. I pulled my hair out of my efficient er.”
“Looks like aisle three has the shopper’s ponytail and dabbed on a “Lucky girl,” I said. And I meant it.
entertaining supplies. You could find little lip-gloss. It figures that I’d meet Landon was a catch—just not my
some stuff for your dinner parties a cute guy while I was scrounging for catch. Like the best bargain in the
TR over there.” I led him over to aisle deals in comfortable but not cute store that someone else snatched
6 three and wondered if Landon clothes, no makeup, and a totally from under you. Worse even than
losing those photo coasters. He opened his mouth, and then ing for their first drink of the New
closed it. He shook his head. Year.
I had a blast the next week visiting I held up a hand. “I’m sorry. It’s Landon caught my eye over the
my cousin Tanya. Her three girls none of my business. So, what can I crowd and waved goodnight. I
each got their very own bath and get you?” waved back, and then crossed my
body set. They argued over who “No, it’s okay. Believe it or not, we fingers that he’d come to my party.
would take a bath first to use them. got in a fight after our shopping
And it was only four o’clock. expedition.” Well, that was a long week of wait-
“The girls always love your gifts. My smile fell. “I’m so sorry,” I said, ing. But I picked up my super cheap
You’re too generous,” Tanya told holding my hand over my heart. supplies, decorated my apartment,
me. “Why?” made my favorite party dips and
I waved her off; if only she knew He shrugged. “Well, she’s wicked appetizers, and waited for the guests
the three sets hadn’t cost me as jealous and didn’t like that I spent to arrive. One guest in particular.
much as one set would have before the morning with another woman.” I didn’t have to wait long; Landon
Christmas. I wondered how Landon He rolled his eyes. “And she was was the first one there. He looked
had fared with his presents. I’d had being critical of the bargains I got. gorgeous in a pale blue shirt, almost
fun with him that day. Thought it was cheap of me. So I told the same color as his eyes.
I had other relatives to visit and her she was a snob, and it sort of “Wow, you look gorgeous,” he
parties to attend that week after went downhill from there.” said.
Christmas with my discount goodies I put my hands on my hips. “She I twirled around in my purple party
in tow, and before I knew it, it was sounds beastly.” dress to give him a better view of the
New Year’s Eve—fun for everyone “I think you’re right. It was a good low cut back. “Fifty percent off, I’m
but the holiday working stiffs, like move. Can I get a beer? You look happy to report.”
bartenders. great by the way.” “Well done. I brought you some-
I always got gussied up on New I lifted one shoulder and grinned. thing,” he said.
Year’s Eve, even if I was working. I “Thanks.” “You didn’t have to.” I took the gift
slipped on my sparkly silver tank top I handed him his beer, but it was bag he handed me and peeked
that I’d gotten for six bucks at busy and I couldn’t chat with him as inside. I laughed. “Photo coasters?
Macy’s, originally fifty-two dollars, much as I would’ve liked. It didn’t How did you know? You must have
thank you very much. I piled my curly bother him though. He stayed at the spent a fortune on these,” I teased.
brown hair on top of my head in a fun bar, catching little bits of conversa- “I did indeed.” He came in, and I
twist and secured it with rhinestone tion with me when he could, which I kind of wished I hadn’t invited any-
hairpins—fifty cents at Wal-Mart! I thought was really sweet. one else. But the crowd picked up
fished out my dangling rhinestone I passed out glasses of cham- and I had to play hostess. We had a
earrings—two bucks at Marshall’s— pagne as midnight approached and great time, dancing and toasting the
and eased into my shiny black party gave one to Landon. We counted New Year all over again at midnight.
pants. Hopefully, my getup would down together and clinked our Most of the crowd thinned out by
inspire some serious tipping. glasses when the clock hit midnight. one, but Landon stayed after every-
The bar was hopping, but not as He reached across the bar and one left to help me pick up.
busy as it was years ago. My shift leaned toward me. “Is it okay if I give “That was fun,” he said, picking up
started at seven, and before I knew you a kiss?” a streamer that had fallen down.
it, it was eleven. I was bringing I nodded. “I think it’s required, “I’ll get that tomorrow. You don’t
champagne out from our back cool- being New Year’s and all.” have to help me clean up.” I flopped
er, getting ready for the midnight He brushed his lips against mine in on the couch and he sat next to me.
toast, when someone called, “Joy!” a kiss that definitely wasn’t a friendly He put his arm around me and
I looked up, shocked to see New Year’s peck. We both smiled at smiled.
Landon standing there in all his hot each other like idiots. “So, what’s your New Year’s reso-
glory. “Hey! You must’ve heard “Hey, I didn’t mention that I’m hav- lution?” I asked.
about our free midnight toast.” ing a New Year’s party. I’d love for “To never pay full retail price
He laughed. “No, but that’s one you to come,” I said. again. And to hang out with women
good reason to be here.” “After work tonight?” He looked smart enough to do the same.” He
“Who’d you come with?” confused. leaned over and kissed me again,
He shrugged. “No one.” “No, next Saturday. I’m going to nearly knocking the breath out of
“Where’s the girlfriend?” I blurted pick up all the discounted New me. “So what’s yours?” he asked.
out, not at all subtly. Year’s stuff tomorrow and celebrate “To do a lot more than this,” I said,
“We broke up a few days ago.” He next weekend.” kissing him back. “What a bargain,
shrugged. “It really wasn’t that seri- He laughed. “Of course you are. I right? Tons of fun and totally free.”
ous anyway.” keep forgetting; you’re beautiful and He laughed and pulled me closer,
I set down the bottles of cham- smart.” and we both kept our resolutions
pagne and wiped my hands on the Well, that made my tummy tumble. that year. And when it came time to
little black apron slung across my I gave him the information for the pick out my diamond ring a year and
hips. “I’m sorry to hear it. What hap- party, and then had to deal with the a half later, he made sure to shop for TR
pened?” crush of customers at the bar, look- the absolute best price.♥ 7
Beating
the Winter Blues
I f someone had told me several years ago that there would come a
time in my life when I would actually enjoy the cold weather, I would
have told them they were crazy.
In the past, I’d always dreaded the approaching winter months. Every
year, when fall rolled around, I’d find myself reconsidering my son’s
offer to pull up stakes and move to Florida to live with him and his fam-
ily.
And, truthfully, the idea did have certain appeals once upon a time.
While the most obvious was the fact that I’d no longer have to live
through another harsh winter alone, another huge plus was that I’d get
to see my four-year-old granddaughter every single day. My current sit-
uation only allowed me visits twice a year, once when the three of them
visited in the summer, and another time when I visited them for a week
at Christmas.
But even though I truly hated the thought of spending another dreary
winter by myself, the thought of giving up what freedom I had always
made me reconsider. I enjoyed having a space to call my own. I enjoyed
my peaceful evenings, and I took great delight in knowing that I could
TR come and go as I pleased.
8
While I loved my son and his fami- own vegetables in the spring and that I had walked a mile, I turned
ly, I knew that a permanent living summer not only produced a variety down a side street and continued my
arrangement with them would great- of healthy food, but working outside walk toward my house, my heart
ly alter that situation. At forty-five, I in the yard also kept me from sitting beating a pleasant rhythm of accom-
was still a young, vibrant woman, inside my house, eating junk food plishment. I felt so much more invig-
capable of making it on my own. and watching television. I even had a orated and full of energy after a
Sitting in my kitchen, peering out at small greenhouse built into the morning walk. I knew I’d be ready to
the moving van in the driveway enclosed back porch in order to pro- tackle some much-needed garden
across the street, I felt a wisp of sor- duce a few homegrown vegetables work, as well as cleaning out the
row. My husband, Chris, and I had throughout the winter season. flowerbeds in preparation for another
loved sitting at the bay window Walking was another change I’d long winter.
watching the leaves turn colors and made in my life. Each day, as I start- As I rounded the corner to my
silently fall to the ground as the ed on my journey throughout the house, an unfamiliar voice caught my
weather grew colder and drearier. neighborhood, I wondered why Chris attention. “Good morning!”
We’d spend many mornings together and I had never experienced the I stopped in front of the new neigh-
like this, sipping hot cider or coffee beauty of an early morning walk. The bor’s house and offered a friendly
and simply enjoying each other’s breathtaking view of the dew glisten- smile. “Welcome to the neighbor-
company before heading off to work. ing on trees and lawns was a sight to hood,” I said, putting my hands on
When he died suddenly two years behold. Surely we would have my knees to catch my breath.
ago, loneliness set in, and I began to enjoyed the early mornings outside in I wasn’t sure if the shortness of
dread the approaching winter the fresh cool air instead of sitting in breath was from the vigorous walk or
months. our comfortable kitchen, devouring the sight of my new neighbor. The
Across the street, a tall, good- enormous, unhealthy breakfasts of brief glimpse I had from my window
looking man about my own age pancakes and heavy syrup, sipping earlier allowed only a dim view of the
stepped out onto his front porch. I’d cup after cup of coffee. man who now stood before me. His
watched the huge moving van And now it was too late to share slightly mussed brown hair framed a
unload his belongings the day these things with my husband, I real- tanned face with dimples that deep-
before, but didn’t notice how many ized sadly. These things I now do by ened when he smiled.
people were moving into the house. myself would be nicer if Chris were “I’m Claire Saddlite,” I finally man-
Holding my cup in one hand, I able to experience them with me. aged to choke out. “I’m your neigh-
offered a friendly wave in his direc- Loneliness is everything it’s cracked bor just across the street.”
tion. He returned the gesture with a up to be—the one reason I still con- He walked down the steps and
warm smile. templated the possibility of moving in held out his hand. “I’m Doug
Under normal circumstances, with my son and his family in Florida. Sheppard,” he replied warmly. “It’s
Chris and I would have gone over Finishing off my cup of green tea, I nice to see a friendly face in a com-
and welcomed our new neighbors to reached for the tennis shoes by the pletely unfamiliar situation. I’m a bit
the area with a plate of warm, home- door, slipped my feet inside, and out of practice when it comes to
baked cookies and a fresh pot of cof- laced them up. Stepping onto the meeting new people.”
fee. front porch, I did a few stretches I wasn’t sure what he meant by
But Chris was no longer here, and before embarking on my morning that statement, so I tried making a
I’d made some changes since his walk. The air was crisp and the sun joke. “You didn’t just get out of
death. One of those changes was I bright with the promise of a beautiful prison, did you?”
now lead a more healthy life. Chris late fall day. His smile widened, exposing those
had died unexpectedly of a heart The new occupant of the house gorgeous dimples even more.
attack at the young age of forty-five. I across the street was no longer out- “Nothing like that,” he assured me.
realized too late that a healthier side when I walked by. Although I “But after living in the same house for
lifestyle probably would have knew it was silly, I found myself won- over twenty years, and working at the
allowed the two of us more time dering if he and his wife were holing same job all that time, it’s very diffi-
together. up in their new house, the way Chris cult to pack up and start over. It’s
Unfortunately, we both thought we and I used to. I hoped not. kind of like when I graduated from
had many more years before needing Circling the block, I tossed a high school and moved into my first
to worry about our diets. As many friendly wave to the few neighbors I apartment.”
working couples do, Chris and I fell passed along the way, pausing once “You did make a major change,” I
into the easy, convenient routine of in a while to offer a friendly chitchat. I said, wondering what would make
picking up fast-food dinners on the soaked in the beautiful array of trees, someone want to start completely
way home from work. We’d often some of which still had orange, red, over in a new location and a new
settle in front of the television, clog- and amber leaves. While I had to career. My curiosity was hoping he’d
ging our arteries with hamburgers, admit the late fall colors were a site offer to expand on that strange state-
hot dogs, and greasy French fries to behold, I knew I wouldn’t enjoy the ment. His next words both intrigued
instead of taking a few minutes to dreary, lonely winters that always fol- and frightened me.
prepare a healthy dinner together. lowed such beauty. “I just made a fresh pot of decaf-
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10 sion since Chris’s death. Growing my When my pedometer indicated join me for a cup?”
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He must have sensed my hesita- this neighborhood of all the other er sip before realizing it was empty. “I
tion, because his next statement places in the state.” think we need a refill,” he said, taking
eased my concern. “I was just about He pursed his lips and nodded his my cup as well. “But when I come
to bring a cup out to the porch. How head before taking another sip of his back, it’ll be your turn,” he added
about if I bring an extra cup?” coffee. “I have to admit that I drove softly.
“I’d like that,” I said truthfully. through this neighborhood, as well While he was gone, I took the time
Although I didn’t consider myself the as several others, many times before to dwell on the things I’d been miss-
suspicious type, I didn’t know any- deciding it was the place for me.” ing. Even though my husband was
thing about this man who had sud- “So what was the deciding factor no longer with me, I still had a lot to
denly left his previous life behind. in your decision?” I asked. be thankful for. I had my health, a
While I couldn’t deny the obvious “I liked what I saw,” he said, meet- nice place to live, and wonderful
attraction I felt, I also knew better ing my eyes with a warm smile. He friends and neighbors who would be
than to place myself in an awkward gulped the last of his coffee. “And it willing to help if ever I needed any-
or dangerous situation. was close enough to my new job that thing. I realized I had more than a lot
I can ride my bike there if I want to.” of people in my situation.
While he entered his house for the “Ride your bike to work?” I asked,
coffee, I made myself comfortable on surprised by his remark. “You really Doug returned moments later and
the front steps. Looking across the did give up the rat race, didn’t you?” handed me my cup of steaming cof-
lawn, my gaze settled on my own “In a lot of ways, I’ve been pretty fee. Once he settled onto the porch,
house across the street. I’d done a fortunate. Luckily, my ex-wife and I he wasted no time in continuing our
good job landscaping my lackluster parted on amicable terms. We’ve previous conversation. “Okay,” he
yard over the past two years. Vibrant always been better friends than mar- said, sipping his hot brew. “The floor
chrysanthemums added a comfort- riage partners. Our business was the is all yours. Tell me all about your-
able, homey atmosphere to an other- only thing we had in common. So self.”
wise drab existence. Chris would when I decided to leave it all behind, I sucked in a deep breath as I
have been proud. she bought me out.” thought about what to say. The
“I saw you outside watering your “So you’re semi-retired?” stranger had already made me see
flowers while my movers were here Doug laughed and combed a hand my life in a different way. “Well, let’s
yesterday,” Doug said as he shut the through his thick hair. “Are you kid- see,” I began. “I’m a widow of two
front door and handed me a cup of ding? At my age? No way am I hang- years. I teach high school English,
hot coffee. “Do you live alone?” ing it all up for a life of leisure. But I’m and I just recently embarked on a
Warning flags shot through my fortunate enough to work at a low- healthier lifestyle,” I said, all in one
body again, making me tense. Doug paying job I really enjoy, instead of long breath. “And, oh yeah,” I added
must have noticed my sudden dis- fighting my way into the world of cut- a bit hesitantly, “I absolutely despise
comfort. throat business dealings.” the winter weather. So you might as
“I’m doing this all wrong, aren’t I?” I nodded, amazed at the informa- well know right now that I tend to be
he said, shaking his head. tion he had shared so freely. And a real grouch during the cold
I smiled a bit uncomfortably and also amazed at how much we were months.”
took a cautious sip of my coffee. alike, although I didn’t realize it until Doug’s smile almost turned into a
“Well, you are being a bit mysteri- he spoke the words aloud. When laugh. “Now why is that?” he asked
ous,” I said, without meeting his Chris died, his life insurance would with a lift of his eyebrows. “Why does
gaze. have afforded me the luxury of leav- cold weather turn you into such a
He took a huge gulp of his coffee ing my teaching job behind and set- grouch?”
and laughed. “You’re right. I need to tling into a sedentary lifestyle. But, “Isn’t it obvious?” I replied. “It’s
start all over—in more ways than apparently, deep down, that wasn’t cold! We have to keep the house
one,” he added with a grin. what I really wanted. I had to admit closed up for several long, dreary
He set his cup on the porch, turned that teaching gave me something to months. The grass dies; all the leaves
to face me, and extended his hand. look forward to each day—especially on the trees die. In some ways, it
“Hi, I’m you’re new neighbor, Doug during the dreary winter months. seems like the end of the world.”
Sheppard. “I was married for twenty Those were the months when I could My words surprised me. Until
loveless and childless years. I ended very easily succumb to a life of Doug had forced me to speak my
that, along with our business partner- depression and self-pity. thoughts out loud, I hadn’t realized
ship. I finally decided to just cut my “So, how’d I do?” Doug asked, how terrible it all sounded.
losses and start the rest of my life tearing me away from my thoughts. Doug smiled his understanding.
over in completely unfamiliar territo- “Am I a bit less mysterious now?” “Believe me, I know exactly how you
ry, because life is way too short to “Absolutely,” I answered, feeling feel,” he admitted. “Because I used
dwell on past mistakes.” more satisfied with my life than I had to feel the same way.”
He raised his eyebrows. “How am I in two years. I raised an eyebrow. “I don’t
doing?” Doug pretended to wipe sweat believe you!” I responded with doubt.
“Not bad,” I admitted, finding from his forehead. “Whew! I thought I “I can’t imagine you ever being
myself suddenly curious about this had blown this new life thing before it depressed over anything. You’re not
new stranger in town. “Except that even got started,” he said. Reaching making fun of me, are you?” TR
you still haven’t said why you picked for his cup, he started to take anoth- (Continued on page 61) 11
Snowboard Baby
I t was cold. I could see my breath when I got out of the car and my feet crunched on
the ice. A few snowflakes spit from the slate gray sky as I looked around the parking
lot. The sight of Edward’s rusted green jeep made me want to go home, get into bed,
and pull the covers over my head. But no. . .I couldn’t. There were things to be said and
papers to be signed.
After studying his car for a moment, I walked purposely towards the base of the
mountain. Edward would be there—I’d have to face him. I needed to tell him news he
wouldn’t want to hear. Ignoring the doubt and trepidation that was my constant com-
panion for the last eight months, I walked past the ticket booth and up the incline
TR towards the chairlift.
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“Hey,” Tad McGrath, the chairlift was on ski patrol, we didn’t talk late?” he asked.
operator, called out to me. “It’s Holly much during the day. He had his job, “Okay,” I said, trying to force a
Foster,” he added as he helped a and I mine. Finally, he looked up and smile.
family of four onto a quad lift. Tad our eyes met. “Holly,” he raised both He threw his board over his shoul-
had been working at the resort for eyebrows at me, and I could see der and waited chivalrously for me to
the last twenty years. He was an old- them fold up under his helmet. stand up. Edward had been raised
school boarder, and back in the day, “Hi,” I said. I was excited to see right. Even though he was pretty hot
he knew Jake Burton. “Long time no him but didn’t want to show it. Even stuff on the hill, he wasn’t all ego like
see.” though I had a solution to the prob- Blake.
“Yeah,” I replied, letting my head lem I was dumping on his doorstep, I
bob up and down. “I’ve been away.” knew this wasn’t going to be a happy A n electronic Santa bellowing “ho,
As his eyes drifted down my body, I reunion. ho, ho” greeted us as we stepped
folded my hands over my belly. I He scooted the last few paces into the wood paneled cafeteria. Like
didn’t know if he could tell, but I towards me and reached for my a typical ski lodge, the floor was slick
wasn’t going to say anything. hand. “I didn’t think you were coming with ice and slush. Even though I
Edward deserved to know first. back,” he said. I thought I heard a knew to expect it, I needed a
Then he pointed over my shoulder. touch of melancholy in his voice. moment to gain my footing. Edward
“I just put Edward on,” he said. “He Nevertheless, I pulled away. If he put his hand under my elbow as I
should be coming down the super- knew what was good for him, he steadied myself. Before he could
pipe in about ten minutes.” wouldn’t want anything to do with wrap his arm around my waist, I
I nodded and went towards the hill. me. I could ruin his future, and stepped out of his embrace.
As I weaved my way through the Edward was not one to be messed “You okay?” he asked.
skiers and sidestepped the snow- with. Last year, he signed a deal with “Fine,” I replied in a squeaky voice
boarders, I ran into Blake Conners. an ice tea company. This year, he as we walked around the fireplace
“Its patrol girl,” he said, looking me won gold at the Winter X Games. toward the tables.
up and down. “I was wondering Next year, if he qualifies, it’s on to the “Why don’t you sit by the window,”
when you’d make an appearance Olympics. he suggested as he pointed a gloved
again. Edward’s heart’s been bleed- He looked hurt. “Where have you hand at the large bay that overlooked
ing all over this mountain,” he added been?” he asked as he pushed his the bottom of the mountain. “I’ll get
with tons of snark in his voice. goggles up onto his forehead. Then the cocoa.”
I returned his greeting with barely a he pulled down the bandana he had As I watched the sun send dark
smile. Blake deserved nothing more wrapped around his chin. Edward shadows across the snow, I contem-
because there was nothing pleasant wasn’t gorgeous in a classic, runway plated the skiers and snowboarders
about him. The only time Blake was model type of way. His eyes were coming down the mountain. It was
decent to me was when his leg shat- dark and close together. There was a the last run of the day and always the
tered in three places and I was his scar on his chin from a particularly busiest for ski patrol. I recognized
only means of help. He was also bad fall off a rock ledge, and his front many of the faces because I had put
Edward’s biggest rival in the area. tooth was chipped—he didn’t have ice on their bruises, bandages on
Since they were eight years old, the the money or the insurance to fix it. their cuts, and even set broken
two have traded first and second- But when he smiled, it all came bones.
place medals. together and he was the most beau- It made me sad to think that last
tiful man in the world—at least to me. year I was important to those people
W hen I arrived at the bottom of the Perceptively, he picked up on my and their safety on the mountain. In
superpipe, I could see Edward com- mood and stopped smiling. With a fact, I even saved a few of their lives.
ing down. I knew it was him because worried glance in my direction, he But now I felt like nothing, just an
he wore black ski pants, an orange leaned over and unfastened his other uneducated single woman with too
jacket, and a purple helmet. boot from the board. I noticed he had few options.
Supposedly the helmet gave him a new board. Burton—I wondered if “I told Lettie you were back in
luck. I sat down on the bleachers as I they were sponsoring him, too. I town, and she added whipped
watched him execute a backside air wouldn’t be surprised if he had cream,” Edward said as he placed
flawlessly, then a rodeo five followed signed another contract. While I was the cup in front of me, the cream
by a back flip. I decided I would in California whiling away the hours, rolling down the sides.
never tease him about that helmet turning into a butterball, he had won I smiled. I always liked Lettie. On
again. gold at the World Cup in Switzerland. the coldest of days, she’d have
Edward didn’t see me when he After picking up his board, he gave something hot ready for me in the
stopped in a cloud of powder at the me a good, long look. I tried to not let kitchen. When I moved to California,
bottom. After high-fiving a few kids, his velvety brown eyes fluster me. I I tried to recreate her turkey chili. I
he took his gloves off, unsnapped his had my mission, and I needed to wasn’t successful; the most impor-
boot, and started sliding towards the stick to it. Because of the heavy coat, tant ingredient was missing—the
chairlift. I could tell he was in the I knew he couldn’t tell why I was mountains. “I’ll have to say hi,” I told
zone, and I wasn’t sure if I should here. I had a few more minutes to Edward.
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unzipped his coat, and put it on the “Just wanted to say hi to Holly,” endorsements, and money—lots of
back of his chair. A woodsy smell Blake replied. I think he may have money. Not the kind that was about
drifted towards me. It was as familiar already had his first après ski. “It’s two a.m. feedings, dirty diapers, and
to me as my own scent. great that she’s back in town,” he playground politics.
After sitting down, Edward eyed slurred. “Why didn’t you tell me?” he
me carefully. Besides being well “Why don’t you catch up with her asked, pushing the form back
mannered, he was also observant. later,” Edward suggested as the fire towards me.
Nothing got by him; he could see crackled. After a moment of studying “You had the X Games,” I said,
treacherous ruts in the snow from both of us, Blake muttered okay and feeling slightly defensive. At the time,
the top of the mountain. “Why don’t moved on. With one final glance, I thought I was doing the right thing
you take your coat off?” he suggest- which seemed more like a victory for him and me. Edward and I dated
ed. dance, Blake left. most of last season and we liked
As I met his gaze, I knew it was my Even if Blake didn’t know our each other a lot, maybe we even
moment of reckoning. I needed to exact situation, I could tell he knew loved each other. But when I found
face Edward and tell him exactly something was up and that it would myself pregnant in early March, I
what was going on. “Edward,” I said be a distraction for Edward. He knew the potential for this ruining
as I looked out at the chairlift shut- quickly calculated an advantage for both our futures was pretty sure.
ting down. The chairs bounced up himself. After a moment, Edward sat Some may interpret my actions as
and down while the signal went back down. Before looking at me, he cowardly, but I thought I was doing
through the cable. Because I ran his hands through his hair. “This what was best for all involved.
couldn’t find the words to explain is why you left early last spring,” he He picked up a snowman salt-
everything to Edward, I unzipped my finally said. shaker and rolled it around in his
coat and let my belly roll out. “I went to my aunts in California,” I hands. “Who is going to adopt the
It took him a moment to under- explained, looking down at my baby?” he asked, and I could hear
stand. At first, he stared at me with a hands wrapped around the the catch in his voice.
dark shadow over his face. Then he Styrofoam cup. Steam rose from the “A nice young couple living in San
lifted both eyebrows as he reached cocoa. Diego,” I replied with fake enthusi-
across the table and touched my He put his face into his hands. I asm. “They have a big backyard and
stomach. “You’re pregnant,” he didn’t know if he was mad, upset, or a nursery with blue walls that looks
finally said. seeing his future vanish in a puff of over a garden,” I continued my
“Yes,” I breathed, shifting in my powder. I decided to reassure him. pathetic sales pitch. “Plus they both
chair. I really wanted to close my “I’m going to put the baby up for have good jobs,” I added that more
jacket, get in my car, and drive back adoption,” I said in a low voice. for myself than for him.
to California. At twenty-three years When he didn’t respond, I continued, Since I had summers off, I didn’t
old, we were both far too young for “I wouldn’t have bothered you with make a lot of money doing ski patrol.
something like this. this, but I need you to sign some I drove an old car, shared my apart-
If I could’ve, I’d raise the baby papers.” ment with another patroller, and had
alone. But the law wasn’t written that “What?” Now I could tell he was about two hundred dollars in my sav-
way. Once the child was born, and if annoyed. However, I wasn’t sure if it ings account. There was no way I
the father was known, he had to be was because I came back and could give this child the advantages
notified about any decisions con- placed this problem on his broad the couple in San Diego could.
cerning the child’s well being. shoulders, or because he was mad I “It’s a boy,” he said.
Just as the color was starting to was pregnant in the first place. “It will be a Christmas present for
return in Edward’s face, Blake “Don’t I have a say in any of this?” them.” Then I stopped myself and
Conners burst into the room. He had he demanded. Then he narrowed his shook my head, “I think they’re
his arm around a blue-eyed blond girl eyes and looked at me like I was a Jewish.” I started to say the name of
wearing a pink Spyder parka and a thief who stole his best board off the the holiday but couldn’t remember.
red Santa hat. “Edward,” he called rack out front. Along with my body turning into a
out. As I said earlier, Blake was “You have a say now,” I replied, butterball, my brain was going to
Edward’s rival but also his practice trying to sound logical. There was no mush. I used to be a lean and deci-
partner. There was a complicated sense getting emotional. I’d made a sive machine. On a regular basis, I
love-hate relationship between the terrible mistake and I would pay for it made life and death decisions; now,
two. for a very long time. But at least I at nine months pregnant, I couldn’t
As Edward tried to wave off his could give my child an opportunity at decide if I wanted Cheerios or corn
fair-weather friend, I quickly closed a life with two parents who loved him flakes for breakfast.
my parka. If Blake knew about this, and a stable household. “Sign the “Hanukkah,” Edward supplied.
the whole mountain would know in form,” I suggested to Edward. “What?”
less than an hour. I didn’t feel like “What if I don’t want to give my kid “The Jewish holiday,” he pointed
explaining my current predicament away?” he asked, challenging me out. He shifted in his chair and
to the lift operator up on Bonanza. with a disgusted look. rubbed his hand over his chin.
Edward stood and met Blake over Now that surprised me. As I said I pushed the paper back towards
near the fireplace. “This is not a good before, Edward had a bright future. him. “I wouldn’t have come to you TR
time,” I could hear him mutter. The kind that included awards, with this if I didn’t have to,” I 15
explained. The Open was in two of those showy boarder types like head, Rocky plopped down in front
months, and I knew he had to train Blake, but a thoughtful, considerate of the fireplace and closed his eyes.
for it. person. Every five minutes he As I watched Edward’s loyal com-
“It’s not a problem,” he said reas- thanked me for staying with him. panion, it felt like nothing had
suringly as he looked down at the “Is anyone with you?” I asked. changed. Even though a year had
paper. Then he picked it up and read “No,” he said. “I wanted to be passed and we had a life-changing
the first few lines with a frown. “I’ve alone.” decision to make, things felt familiar.
got to think about this,” he warned That just increased my worry Especially when Edward stuck his
as he stood. “I’m not sure I want to twofold. With those clouds rolling in nose in the refrigerator and rubbed
do this.” Then he turned and walked from the west, I knew if anything his belly.
away. With his ski pants hanging happened to Edward, it’d be difficult “Have you got anything to eat?” he
low, snow clinging to the bottom of to find him. “I’ll call Mila,” I suggest- asked, closing the door and reaching
his jacket, and his laces flapping ed. “She can go with you.” for the kitchen cabinets. He made a
around his toes, he looked too young “No,” he replied again, this time face when he found them empty.
to have a baby, at least to me. much stronger. “Not much,” I explained, affirming
Edward had been on the mountain his assessment. “I haven’t felt like
The next day, Edward called. since he was three years old, and I food lately,” I added with a crinkle of
“Where are you?” I asked. I could knew my words offended him. For a my nose.
hear wind in the background and the moment we were silent. All I heard “Whose apples?” he asked, eyeing
noise of a chairlift unloading skiers. was the wind blowing and ice the fruit sitting in a bowl in the middle
“At the top of a trail,” he replied. pounding against my windows. of the table.
“Are you going into the back coun- In the few minutes that Edward “Mila’s,” I replied. “I don’t think
try?” I asked. With nothing better to and I were on the phone, the spitting she’d mind if you had one,” I said as
do, I spent the morning listening to snow turned into something I waddled over to the couch and
my roommate’s short-wave radio. I stronger. I could see skiers heading dropped myself down with a huff. I
knew the ski patrol was worried towards the lodge, and the few who really didn’t like my less-than-one-
about avalanches. Twenty inches of stayed in the lift line zipped up their percent-body-fat of a former
snow fell during the night and it jackets and pulled goggles down boyfriend seeing me like this. I used
wasn’t letting up. I also knew the over their eyes. to be built like him—lean and con-
fresh powder would be tempting to “It’s getting worse,” I said. cave.
someone like Edward. “I know,” he replied. Then he Glancing at me curiously, Edward
“Yeah,” he said. “The powder is—” changed the subject. “Could Rocky tossed the apple back and forth
“There’s an advisory,” I interrupt- and I stop by later?” he asked. Rocky between his hands. “Why don’t you
ed, knowing what he was going to was his German shepherd, about a want to eat?” he asked, still not tak-
say. I’d seen firsthand the devasta- hundred pounds and all fur. When ing a bite.
tion of an avalanche, and usually Edward wasn’t on the mountain, he “My stomach is upset,” I
there was no rescue work needed— was with his dog. explained, running a hand over that
just search. Last year, out by Black “Sure,” I said. area of my body—the one causing
Bear Pass, a precipice had fallen and “See you later,” he replied. Then me so many troubles. The baby
killed a skier. We spent three days he hung up as I started to admonish wasn’t due until the twenty-fourth of
trying to find the body. him to be careful, but my words December, and I really wasn’t sure
“Maybe you should stay out of the vibrated against the dead phone line. how I’d get through the next three
back country today,” I suggested as weeks. My doctor was annoyed with
I looked out the window. I could only Around six-thirty, there was a me for making this trip to Colorado,
see the lower part of the mountain. knock on my door and I breathed a but I had to do it. For my own peace
The day was gray with a dusting of sigh of relief. I knew it was Edward of mind, I needed all the paperwork
snow. However, farther up, storm because I recognized the sound of in order before the grand finale.
clouds were gathering. “It looks like his truck pulling into the driveway. “I’m sorry,” he said before taking a
there’s a squall coming,” I said, a Mila was still at work. She would be bite of the apple, ingesting almost
shake in my voice. Again, I chalked out most of the night. The ski patrol half. I watched the juice run down his
this unsteadiness up to the pregnan- needed to close trails and set explo- chin, small chunks rolling out the
cy. Even though I worried about sives for controlled avalanches when corner of his mouth. He used his
Edward in the past, I never showed no one was around. sleeve to wipe the mess off his wor-
it. Before opening the door, I ried face. “I didn’t mean to get you
“I wish you were out here to pick rearranged my face. I didn’t want pregnant.”
up the pieces,” he said wistfully, and Edward to see how concerned I’d “It wasn’t your fault,” I replied as I
I knew exactly what he meant. Our been for him. When Edward stepped looked into the fireplace. The warmth
relationship cemented after Edward into the apartment, he smelled like from the flames felt comforting on
took a terrible spill in the Puma Bowl. the mountain. The scent of pine trees my face and eased my aching body.
I was the first medic to arrive on the and fresh powder rolled in along with “We both should have been more
scene. After stabilizing him, and his dog Rocky, who I was particular- careful,” I muttered under my breath.
TR while waiting for the toboggan, we ly fond of. After greeting me with a He opened a window and tossed
16 talked. I soon learned he wasn’t one few sniffs and allowing a pat on the the apple core outside for the birds
before drifting over to the hearth. bare skin. The baby’s knee or elbow were rustic. The landscape was
After sidestepping around Rocky, he pressed against my side, creating a beautiful, but he stayed in a dormito-
sat down at my feet and leaned bulge under my ribcage. Edward ry with a bunch of other guys.
against my knees. “I’m sorry I wasn’t cupped the limb in the palm of his “You don’t want to be some board
there for you,” he said, not looking at hand. With that simple gesture, all groupie?” Mila raised her eyebrows
me. the emotions I’d suppressed for the in a “do you?” kind of way. When she
My fingers twitched. I wanted to last nine months crashed to the sur- found the expression on my face not
run them through his tangled hair face. as outraged as she thought it should
and push the loose ends off his fore- Tears I hadn’t shed blurred my be, she added, “Those women are
head like I used to do many winter vision and clung heavily to my eye- sad.”
nights ago. Instead, I shifted my lashes. With his other hand, Edward It certainly would be degrading to
position to a more comfortable reached for mine. He held me as he follow Edward around the world from
slouch and continued to look into the continued to talk to the baby. “You ski resort to ski resort. But he loved
flames. know, baby,” he said softly, “your the baby. Would I regret my decision
Abruptly Edward turned and put mommy thinks she’s tough. if I didn’t try to make this work?
his head in my lap, facing my belly. I Climbing into avalanches, skiing “He won’t sign the form,” I said to
tried to slide away but couldn’t. The black diamonds at full speed, rescu- Mila, trying to explain why I was
weight of him held me in place. ing people off cornices. But don’t reassessing my options. “He loves
“Ever since you told me,” he said you worry,” he advised. “She’s really the baby,” I said, and I think the hap-
slowly, “I feel like he’s talking to me.” a marshmallow under it all, and even piness in my voice surprised her.
“Who?” though she doesn’t show it, she “Yeah, right,” she rolled her eyes
“He’s telling me,” Edward contin- loves you as much as I do.” and shook her head. A few years
ued, ignoring my question as he lift- back, Mila’s father remarried; now
ed his hand. “I’m yours,” he said, T hat night Edward got into bed next she had a two-year-old stepsister, so
tracing his finger in the air over my to me. I rolled over onto my side and she knew all about this stuff. “Is
belly. “I’m your gift.” he rubbed the base of my spine. At Mister Gold Medal still going to love
Now I knew. He was talking about that moment, his warm fingers felt that baby when he can’t sleep at two
the baby. I spent the last nine better than sex and chocolate com- in the morning?” She pointed her
months trying not to personalize or bined. And while the sound of his spoon towards me. “What about
fall in love with this child. If I did that, soft breath lulled me into sleep, I felt when he loses a major competition
it would be harder to give him away. the least anxious I’d felt in a long because he didn’t have enough time
I couldn’t believe that in one day he’d time. Maybe everything would be to practice?”
stolen Edward’s heart and was now okay, maybe this could work out. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes
bargaining for his soul. While I slid over that precipice into and sighed. “You’re right,” I conced-
“Can I feel your belly?” my former oblivion, I thought I heard Edward ed.
lover asked. say, “I love you, Holly.” But I was too “Don’t you want to follow your own
“Yes,” I whispered, knowing that far gone into the land of the sheep to path? Build a life?” she continued,
would cement the deal between be sure. Plus I wasn’t sure I wanted now driving her point home a little
them. Even though Edward was a to know. Tomorrow was another too hard, and not march around the
tough competitor and sometimes day, and God willing, I’d have the world watching him get all the
crass, he wasn’t without feeling. strength to face my heart’s desire glory?” she pressed.
When he liked someone, he felt it and the decisions that had to be Even though she was being
deeply. I think that was why our bond made. beyond annoying, she was probably
was so strong last winter. right. I wasn’t famous like Edward,
He ran his broad hand up over my I think you should stay the course,” but I was well respected in ski patrol
sweater. As I watched his callused Mila repeated herself sternly the next circles, and that made me proud. On
fingers slide down the sides of my day. My roommate was practical like the other hand, maybe I could put my
belly, I felt sad for what could have me. We both ate right, balanced our pride on hold for a few years.
been. If only this had happened at checkbooks, and got eight hours of “Stick to the plan,” she suggested.
another time, when Edward and I sleep every night. “Edward’s going “Don’t let Edward derail you.” Then
were older and had the resources to to be in Argentina by May, and you she put her bowl in the dishwasher,
support a family. can’t follow him there with a baby in grabbed her jacket, and headed out
Then the baby kicked against his tow.” After hearing Mila’s assess- the door.
fingers. “Ohhh,” Edward cried out. ment of the situation the first time,
“Are you trying to talk to me little Edward got up and left, muttering A fter she left, I studied the clock. I
fella?” The baby kicked again as something about wanting to raise his had a long day ahead of me. Since it
Edward leaned closer to me. “What son. was sunny outside, the patrol radio
do you need?” Edward whispered I nodded again. Mila had a point. wouldn’t be as interesting as it was
into my belly. “Are you ready to Many of the top-ranked snowboard- yesterday. I needed to find some-
come out of there and face the ers went to South America in the thing else to do, and I wanted to
world?” summer to continue their training. clear my head communing with
TR Then Edward pushed my sweater Besides being cold and snowy in Las nature.
18 up and traced his fingertips along my Lenas, Edward’s accommodations Without warning, my insides flood-
ed out of me in a river of warm I wasn’t going anyplace without help. in agreement as I was loaded onto
water—otherwise known as embry- “Holly,” a voice called from above. the toboggan, covered with tarps
onic fluid. I wasn’t expecting this “Holly,” Edward said again. and tied down. As I sledded down
when I decided to snowshoe up “Here,” I croaked and peeled my the mountain, the two of them had a
Rabbit Pass. All I wanted to do was hand off my belly to wave at him. great time telling me what a dummy I
enjoy the sunshine for a few hours. Within a minute, he was on top of was, with Edward reassuring our son
Not have a baby. me. Stopping next to where I laid and that I wasn’t always like this.
I quickly got Mila on the phone. sending a mini-avalanche cascading When the next contraction ripped
“This morning Edward told me he down the mountain. “You okay?” my through my body two minutes earlier
was going out that way,” she said. former boyfriend asked, concern than expected, they shut up and got
“Is he boarding the back country written all over his rosy cheeks and to work. Within minutes they had me
alone—again?” I spat, agitated frostbitten nose. at the road and loaded into the
beyond belief. “I’m fine,” I lied. “It’s just that the ambulance. Edward rode to the hos-
“Isn’t that the pot calling the kettle baby is coming and I don’t think I can pital in the back with me and showed
black?” she countered. walk out because of the contrac- up in the delivery room wearing a
“I’m snowshoeing, not going down tions.” mask and scrubs. He said seeing his
a mountain at fifty miles per hour,” I He put his hand on my belly. “I son born was even better than win-
shot back. I knew everything was knew he was coming,” he said with a ning gold last year.
going to be okay, but I was feeling a smile. “Last night he told me he
little edgy. wanted out of there.” A fter it was over, I laid in my hospi-
She ignored my reasoning and got “When you boys were having that tal bed, exhausted with my newborn
down to business. “I’m going to call talk,” I countered. I was feeling better baby at my breast. Edward sat next
him. He can probably get to you in now that I had company and was to us, and every time the door
fifteen minutes. It will take me close between contractions. “Couldn’t you opened, he used his broad shoulders
to an hour.” Using her official tone, have said something like—” I to shield us from some imaginary
she explained, “I’ll also radio around stopped speaking as I made my threat. Usually it was a nurse and he
and find out if there are any other voice deep like Edward’s. “Son, on would back up, but when Mila came
patrollers in your vicinity.” the side of a mountain is not a good by, he wouldn’t budge. I guess her
I hung up the phone and watched place to make your appearance in words that morning about staying
the snow melt around my butt. If I the world.” the course made him nervous.
weren’t in such a bad situation, I Edward pulled his gloves off. “It Once she was gone, he gathered
would have laughed as steam rose was after you were asleep,” he the baby and me into his arms.
between my legs. I couldn’t believe defended himself. “We had to keep it “We’ve got to make this work,” he
this was happening to me. Didn’t I down because we didn’t want to whispered. He held our son’s foot in
have another three weeks to pre- wake you up.” He placed his hands the palm of his hand and looked at it
pare? Wasn’t I supposed to be in under my jacket and on my belly. like it was a rare gem. Then he
sunny California delivering this baby, “You’re cold,” I said, squirming leaned over and kissed the tiny big
not on a mountain face miles from away. toe. “I don’t want to give him up,” he
civilization and near the Continental “I’m telling him to stay in there a lit- looked at me solemnly, his eyes
Divide? tle longer.” He rolled his lower lip searching my face.
Deciding it was better to keep between his teeth. “Just until we can “Are you sure we can do this?” I
busy than think about my predica- get you to the hospital.” asked.
ment, I started to take my snow- “I don’t think he’s listening to you,” He kissed the baby on the fore-
shoes off. Before I could reach for I moaned through gritted teeth as head and then me. “Yes,” was his
the bindings, a contraction was upon another contraction came over me. firm reply. “I don’t want him to be
me. The pain rolled through my “Breathe,” Edward suggested, anyone else’s gift,” he said with tears
abdominal area and around my hips. ignoring my comment. “Deep in his eyes. “He is ours, and we will
I cried out so loudly, the birds in the breaths,” he said as he got behind make it work, no matter what.” He
trees above me stopped tweeting me and supported my back and squeezed my hand with the decisive-
and flew away. head against his chest. ness of a man who knew what he
When it was over, I fell back into When it was over, he looked at his wanted out of life.
the snow and looked up at the sky, watch. “One-thirty-two,” he noted. That day, I took a leap of faith with
panting heavily. As puffs of mist cov- “The doctors will want to know how Edward, and it was the best decision
ered my face, I noticed an angry far apart they are when we get to the I ever made. Yes, life is hard for us.
cloud rolling off Mount Glory was hospital,” he said in a very involved We don’t have a lot of money, but we
covering the crystal blue vista. way. When I made my decision to go have each other, and that’s all that
“Mila, please get here soon,” I to California, never in a million years counts. We named our lovely baby
pleaded into the wind. But it wasn’t did I think Edward would be interest- boy Noel, and the joy he brings us
listening. It was completely happy ed in this baby. I completely misread was worth giving up everything else.
pushing the dark clouds over my the situation. Someday I’ll go back to ski patrol,
head. For a moment I thought about Three contractions later, Mila but right now I want to be with my
walking out by myself, but another arrived and chastised me for going family—wherever that is in the TR
contraction engulfed me, and I knew snowshoeing alone. Edward nodded world.♥ 19
Winter Love Affair
I hit a patch of ice and screamed, gripping the steering wheel. My knuckles were as white as
the snow falling outside. The car skidded, and then spun in a circle while my heart was thump-
ing and bumping in my chest. I pressed my foot on the brake, but I had no control over the
vehicle. My little car whirled right off the road and into a ditch.
The impact threw me into the steering wheel. The wipers swooshed back and forth, and the
radio played on as I sat there, stunned. I slumped forward and started crying. What am I doing
here? A Florida girl does not belong in the tundra! But love makes you do funny things, like
move to upstate New York from the Deep South. Not that I was in love anymore. That rela-
tionship fizzled fast. And now here I was—stuck, in more ways than one.
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I allowed myself a few more tears, wiped my face with the back of my hand, and grabbed
20 my cell from my purse to call for help. A knock on my window made me jump. I rolled it down.
“May you have love that never ends,
And may God send love again and again”
An original creation by
award-winning designer
Marjorie Ande
—Marlene Klotz
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Porcelain Wall Sculpture
Shimmering with 29
faux jewels
Shown much smaller
than actual width
and genuine platinum
of 8 inches.
highlights
Hanging device
included.
H ow about this one?” Chrissie gestured toward a towering Douglas fir with perfectly shaped limbs.
“I thought you wanted a Charlie Brown Christmas tree?” I said, pushing the pom-pom of my Santa
hat out of my eyes for what felt like the hundredth time.
Chrissie pulled a ratty looking, slightly used tissue out of her coat pocket, dabbed at her nose, and
said, “Well, I thought I did, until I saw all these perfect trees. Now I want a huge tree, festooned with
garlands—”
“Festooned?” I said, giggling.
“Yeah, you know, with garlands draped all over it.”
“I know what festooned means. I’ve just never heard anyone use it in conversation before.”
Laughing now, Chrissie persisted, “Really, how much do you think this one is?”
“I don’t know. Do they sell them by height or weight?”
“Weight?” repeated Chrissie, and realizing the absurdity of my question, I started to giggle again.
“Height,” said a deep voice behind us. Shoving the furry white pom-pom out of my eyes yet again,
I turned to see who spoke. Whoa, serious hotness here. He was tall with dark, curly hair, dark eyes,
and well-fitting jeans that accentuated his long, muscular legs. “That one’s about eight feet, so prob-
ably a hundred bucks.”
“A hundred bucks!” echoed Chrissie. “Maybe a Charlie Brown Christmas tree would be best for me
after all.”
TR “You can still festoon it with garlands,” I suggested, setting us both off on another round of laugh-
28 ter.
The man squinted at us slightly, into the pile of snow. standing in the middle of an
and if I wasn’t mistaken, he looked a immense parking lot in a sprawling
bit annoyed. He said in a clipped A week later I was back at the anonymous shopping center in the
voice, “When you decide on a tree, same Christmas tree lot, this time middle of suburbia.
let me know.” with my friend Pam. Mr. Grouchy Good-Ass was strap-
“Well, who put a bug up his so- “The cheaper ones are over here,” ping a tree to the top of a minivan
very-fine ass?” Chrissie asked as he I tugged on Pam’s puffy down coat. when my friend, Matt, and I got out
walked away, and neither of us could “Oh, I don’t want a cheap one,” of his Prius. He nodded to me, and I
help ogling that part of his body. Pam sniffed, and I knew it wasn’t the could feel his gaze follow us as we
“Who knows?” I said, shoving the frigid temperatures that gave her the walked into the lot. I was wearing my
damned fuzzball out of my eyes yet sniffles. “I’m having a party on leopard Santa hat again as a sort of
again. But I felt slightly deflated and Christmas Eve, so I need a really test to see if he really liked it, or if he
foolish. The wine we’d had with din- nice one.” was secretly ridiculing me.
ner may have made us a bit giddy. “Of course,” I adopted a haughty “So that’s the Christmas tree hot-
We were probably acting obnoxious. tone. “Let’s go this way then.” tie you’ve been talking about?” Matt
“So, where’s the bargain depart- As we passed a family admiring a asked as he examined a medium-
ment of Big Tom’s Christmas tree particularly tall tree, I noticed Mr. sized tree.
lot?” Chrissie asked, and we headed Grouchy Good-Ass with them. I “Yeah,” I said, keeping my voice
toward a group of smaller trees. admired his jeans and the somewhat low in case Mr. Grouchy Good-Ass
After debating until I thought my snug sweater he wore under a down had superhuman hearing.
fingers would freeze and fall off— vest. To my embarrassment, he “He does have a nice butt, but do
while also wanting to take off my caught me staring and smiled. you think Christmas tree attendants
ridiculous Santa hat but not being “Where’s your Santa hat?” make any money?”
able to due to the warmth it provid- I can’t believe he remembers me. I scrunched my nose. “Not sure. It
ed—Chrissie and I agreed on a “Oh, she left it in the car,” Pam is kind of a seasonal job, isn’t it?
slightly lopsided five foot tree that chimed in absentmindedly. “Some He’s here all the time, too.”
would look perfect in the corner of guy made fun of it last time she was “Maybe he’s moonlighting, trying
her living room. here.” to earn extra money to buy gifts for
“So, how do we move this damned I wanted to hide behind a large his five children.”
thing?” Chrissie asked. pine. “Ha, ha,” I said, shaking the
“I’m not sure. . .maybe if you hold “Really? That’s too bad. It looked branches of another tree and watch-
it at the bottom, while I pull the top cute on her.” He turned away, seam- ing needles fall to the snow-covered
toward me?” Chrissie began tilting lessly resuming his conversation pavement. “This one’s kind of dry.”
the tree in my direction. She was a with the all-American family. “You should be an expert by now.
bit too forceful though, and the tree I nudged Pam in the ribs—hard— I think you’re our only repeat cus-
and I landed in a pile on the snowy just as soon as we were out of hear- tomer.”
parking lot. ing distance. “That’s Mr. Grouchy I was startled. When had Mr.
“Oh no, are you okay?” Chrissie Good-Ass,” I muttered. Grouchy Good-Ass snuck up behind
asked, running to my side. “The guy who made fun of your us?
“I’m fine, just wet. And covered hat? He didn’t seem so bad. You’re “What kind of tree are you looking
with pine needles.” right about his butt, though. Pretty for today?” he continued.
“Let me get it.” Suddenly Mr. darned impressive,” Pam said in an Matt straightened and squared his
Grouchy Good-Ass was at our side, offhanded manner and, self- shoulders, looking almost. . .butch.
effortlessly lifting the tree off me and absorbed as she could sometimes What was he doing?
onto his shoulder. be, she immediately launched into “I’m looking for a tree about five
Chrissie hauled me to my feet, and an analysis of how each tree would feet tall, but kind of—” he held his
I brushed the rapidly melting snow look in her far larger and grander hands slightly more than shoulder-
off my butt as we followed Chrissie’s (than Chrissie’s) living room. width apart, “wide, er, kind of squat.”
tree to the front of the lot. She did an Once again, Mr. Grouchy Good- “Okay,” said Mr. Grouchy Good-
impersonation of the Christmas tree Ass took the money for the tree and Ass. “You’re in the right general
handler (what were they called?) but strapped it to the roof of Pam’s car. area. Any preference as to tree
my good humor had dissipated as “See you later, Leopard Santa,” he type?”
quickly as the snow had melted off said as he waved us away. At Matt’s bidding, the lot attendant
my jeans. began a lengthy description of the
“I like your hat,” said Mr. Grouchy The next time I visited Big Tom’s kinds of trees and their attributes
Good-Ass as Chrissie proffered her tree lot was just a few days later, but and shortcomings—it was some-
twenty-five dollars for the Charlie it was getting close to Christmas, so what interesting. I noticed that he
Brown tree. the lot was noticeably busier. Plus, a was well-spoken, and of course, I
“Ha, ha,” I said, thinking that he gentle snow was falling, not enough took the opportunity to examine him
was making fun of my campy, leop- to make the roads treacherous, but more closely. No wedding ring. I had
ard-spotted Santa hat. pretty enough to make you feel like to get that out of the way first—that
TR “No really, I do.” He smiled, and you were in a snow globe. If you way I’d know if I was just window-
30 both Chrissie and I nearly dissolved could ignore the fact that you were shopping or actually browsing. As
usual, he wore jeans—not tight, but His attempt at masquerading as a truck.
form fitting enough so that one could straight male with a Santa-hat wear- “So are you finally here to buy a
appreciate the attribute by which he ing girlfriend apparently forgotten, tree for yourself?”
earned his moniker—and a down Matt cooed, “I bet that’s not all that’s “Er, no,” I replied. “I actually need
vest, with a cable-knit sweater big.” a kind of a big one for the nursing
underneath. Tonight a watch cap “Matt!” I shouted, just as Big Tom, home where I volunteer. I hadn’t
covered his dark curls, but he wore it his face reddening, said, “About that been there in a while, and when I
well. I loved hats, but that was a hard tree?” was there last night, I saw that they
style to pull off. I could never wear “Oh, that one’s perfect.” Matt didn’t even have a tree!”
one without feeling extremely unat- pointed to the first tree we’d exam- “How big were you thinking?”
tractive. ined. “It will look just darling with my “At least eight feet.”
As if he read my thoughts, Matt collection of Keepsake Ornaments.” As we walked toward the bigger
said, “Tiara, what do you think of this I smiled, and Big Tom grinned at trees, I suddenly felt slightly awk-
one?” me. “Shall I get the tree for you?” ward. The other times I’d been here,
“Tiara?” echoed Mr. Grouchy Matt puffed out his chest and I’d always had a friend along. Trying
Good-Ass. “That’s your name?” He replied, “Heck no. I can get it. I work to think of casual conversation, I
suppressed a chuckle, and I was out.” said, “I thought you’d be busy
thankful it wasn’t my name, or I I laughed as Big Tom raised his today.”
would have been offended. hands in an “I tried” gesture. “No “No, Christmas Eve is usually pret-
“No, but we call her Tiara because problem. Go ahead.” ty slow. The Saturday after
of her fondness for, um, interesting Matt made a production of hoist- Thanksgiving and all the weekends
headgear,” Matt explained, gestur- ing the tree onto his shoulder and in December are pretty hectic, but by
ing toward my leopard-print Santa thrusting his butt out a bit more than now, people usually have their
hat as I flipped the pom-pom out of strictly necessary—in my opinion, at trees.”
my face. “Her name’s Teresa.” least. Smiling, I rolled my eyes “My grandparents always waited
“You don’t say.” Mr. Grouchy behind his back, Big Tom grinning in until Christmas Eve to get a tree
Good-Ass’ eyes crinkled as he response. Staggering slightly as he when my father was little. I think my
looked at my hat. straightened, Matt quickly corrected grandfather got good deals if he
“Yes. I’m Matt,” Matt said, thrust- himself and headed toward his sleek waited late enough.”
ing his right hand out in an assertive hybrid. Big Tom looked at me out of the
manner while looping his left arm corner of his eye, “Are you hoping for
around my waist, “and this is my My next trip to Big Tom’s a good deal?”
good friend, Tiara. But you can call Christmas tree lot came less than a I flushed, “No, no, of course not! I
her Teresa.” week later, late in the afternoon on was just, you know, making small
His hand tightened, and he pulled the day before Christmas. For some talk. About why I thought you’d be
me to him in a half-hug. Oh no, was reason, I thought it might be busy, busier today.”
he trying to make the lot attendant but when I pulled in the deserted lot, “Hmm, I see.” Big Tom—thinking
jealous? It was time for him to there were only two other vehicles— of him as Big Tom was certainly an
behave in his most swishy manner, a pickup and a compact car, both improvement over Mr. Grouchy
not play at being my boyfriend. parked way off to one side. Good-Ass, but it still seemed odd—
“Pleased to meet you,” Mr. I wore my traditional Christmas Tom, I corrected myself. “I thought
Grouchy Good-Ass said, shaking Eve outfit, although “traditional” was you’d be with your boyfriend
Matt’s offered hand, “I’m Tom.” a word only I would use to describe tonight.”
“Tom. Does Big Tom only hire it. A hot pink Santa hat and matching “What boyfriend?”
people with the same name as him?” satin skirt trimmed with light pink “The guy you were here with last
“I’m Big Tom.” velvet along the bottom was just time.”
Matt snorted and gave the former how I celebrated the holiday of joy “Matt?” I laughed. “Hardly. He’s
Mr. Grouchy Good-Ass—currently and light. It always garnered atten- probably with his boyfriend tonight.”
known as Big Tom—a once-over, tion—not always positive—but I felt Smiling in response, Big Tom—
“You’re not that tall. . .so what does like a figure skater or one of the girl Tom—said, “I thought as much, but I
the ‘big’ refer to?” elves from Rudolph the Red-Nosed wanted to double check.”
I elbowed Matt sharply in the ribs, Reindeer in it. I looked at him expectantly, hop-
thankful my Santa hat wasn’t the tra- As I approached the lot, Big Tom ing he’d finish his sentence with,
ditional red—my face would be disengaged himself from conversa- “before I asked you out,” but instead
matching it if it were. tion with a teenaged boy. he just stood there, allowing the
“My feet.” Big Tom put one booted “Well, Tiara, you are looking fes- silence to grow. Finally, he grabbed
foot forward for us to admire. “Just tive tonight,” he said with a smile. a statuesque tree by its trunk. “This
my feet.” “Where’s your Santa hat?” I coun- is a really nice tree. I can’t imagine
As he added that little aside, he tered. Today, in deference to the why no one has bought it yet. Really
turned toward me and winked. If my slightly warmer temperatures, he nice needles, nice shape, very fresh.
face got any hotter, I’d turn the win- was hatless. What do you think?”
ter wonderland parking lot into a Running his fingers through his “It’s lovely,” I agreed, gulping. Like TR
giant puddle. dark curls, he said, “Left it in my many people, I was already dreading 31
my credit card bills come January. until eight, then lock the cash box in fess, I was a little bit cranky the first
But then I thought about those elder- the safe and go home.” time you came in. You and your
ly people in the nursing home. friend were having such a good time,
Christmas without a tree? I decided I led Tom to the Senior Center a few and I guess I was jealous.”
I’d find a way to pay for the tree they miles away. My grandmother had “Wow,” I said softly, “I never really
deserved. “Er, how much do you lived there until her death a little over thought about what it would be like
think it would be?” a year ago. A few months after her to have a Christmas tree lot.”
“Oh, I don’t know. I’m sure we death, I thought about some of her He laughed. “It’s hardly up there
could work a deal.” friends who had looked forward to with fireman, doctor, or lawyer on
“No, really, I wasn’t hinting. I’ll pay my visits—as well as all the people any little boy’s list of what he wants
what it’s worth.” who seemed to never have visitors— to be when he grows up. My great-
He shrugged. “Most of these trees and I started volunteering. But I had uncle had one lot in the city, and I
are headed for the shredder the day been shocked when I went the other started helping him, and here I am
after tomorrow. I’d feel better if day and saw that the residents didn’t today.”
someone could enjoy it. So, is it a even have a Christmas tree. The “Was he Big Tom, too?” I looked
yes?” Senior Center’s administrators sidelong at him.
I hesitated no more than a second. claimed budget cuts were responsi- “No, he was Big Ed,” Tom retort-
“Yes, it’s beautiful.” ble, but I’d been appalled. I had to ed.
“Great,” he grinned. “I may actual- get them a Christmas tree. My trunk “Oh my gracious!” someone
ly need my helper with this one.” was full of lights and ornaments I’d exclaimed from the doorway, and we
“Not a chest-beater like Matt?” borrowed from my mother and turned to see Dot, one of the nurses.
He laughed, “The only workout friends at work. “Teresa, did you bring this?”
I’ve gotten this month is carrying The residents were still at dinner Before I could respond, she shout-
Christmas trees around.” when we arrived, and Tom made ed down the hall, “Lisa, come see
I blushed, willing my mind out of quick work of getting the tree in its what Teresa brought!”
the gutter, even as I thought, I’d like stand—the advantage of having a A few seconds later, several nurs-
to give you a workout. professional as an assistant. He es and nursing aides crowded the
The teenage boy, his jeans hang- wasn’t quite as impressive at putting doorway and residents were starting
ing low enough on his hips to reveal the lights on the tree, but I supposed to make their slow path down the
a pair of reindeer-decorated boxers, his job didn’t necessarily give him hall toward the community room.
helped Tom carry the tree to my extra practice with that, and we still Tom and I had just finished stringing
small Toyota. Tom frowned at it. worked faster than I would have the last strand of lights, and I stood
“I hadn’t noticed how small your been able to by myself. back to see how it looked. A little
car is. There’s no way you can drive As we worked, we chatted. bare with just the lights on, but beau-
safely with this huge tree on your “So, what do you do the rest of the tiful nonetheless. I mouthed “thanks”
roof.” year?” I couldn’t help asking. I’d to him as the residents entered the
I thought again of the nursing been wondering about it since the room and began admiring the tree as
home residents and their lonely day I discovered he was “Big Tom.” well. As intended, they started open-
Christmas Eve. Biting my lip, I asked, “Well, owning a chain of Christmas ing boxes of ornaments so that
“But can I drive at all?” tree lots isn’t quite a year-round job, everyone could help trim the tree.
Tom looked from the car, to me, but you’d be surprised how much “Teresa.” Dot walked over and
and back again. “Why don’t I take work it can be. I’m always having to stood next to me. “This was so
the tree in my truck?” renegotiate leases, visit Christmas sweet of you.”
“Don’t you need to stay here?” tree farms, arrange transport, hire “Don’t thank me,” I said. “Tom
Tom looked around the empty employees—but I do have a few donated the tree. I just provided the
parking lot, the empty tree lot, and other business interests to keep me lights and decorations.”
then at me. He grinned, “No, I don’t from getting bored. And I take a long “Don’t let Tiara—I mean, Teresa—
think so.” He motioned to the vacation in January. I work fourteen- be too self-effacing. She came to my
teenager. They each picked up an hour days for most of December, lot looking for a tree, fully prepared
end of the tree and carried it over to and I really need a break.” to buy it. I just gave her a hefty dis-
the pickup truck on the far side of the For a minute, I imagined working count.”
lot. He exchanged a few words with long days every single day leading “You own a Christmas tree lot?” a
his young employee and met me at up to Christmas and asked, “Do you crackly voice asked from the vicinity
my car. even still like Christmas?” of my elbow. I looked down and saw
“So, why don’t you lead?” He took a deep breath and held it, Gwyneth, a good friend of my grand-
A thought had occurred to me finally exhaling several seconds mother.
while I watched him chat with the later. “That’s what I like least about I gave her a half-hug as Tom
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Christmas carols sung along to the
radio (because there wasn’t actually
a piano in the community room) and
BONANZA!!!
some homemade wine Nunzio
brought from his room. The first sip
made me cough and nearly retch,
but after that it was much smoother.
I suspected if I drank enough, it
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making googly eyes at Nunzio.
The party winding down, Tom
Christmas
mas wafted over and
through me. Everywhere I
looked, perfect holiday dec-
orations caught my eye.
Packages were wrapped in
metallic colored paper and
tied with red bows. Silver
and bronze garland had
been looped in the escala-
Ties
tor well. Matching wreaths
hung from the walls. Some-
thing smelling like cinna-
mon and sugar tickled my
nose. The sound system
blasted carols, lifting me
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Toni’s voice pulled me back to the “Why do you need two of the same corners, “the tie belongs to the store
present. “I always give my dad a tie?” until someone pays for it.” A broad
Christmas tie. He gets a kick out of His glance dropped down to his smile went over the clerk’s face as he
wearing it Christmas day.” white shirt, then back to me. “I guess it turned to the thief. “Hi, Mr. Malbec.”
I shifted the phone to my other ear does look funny. My dad liked mine The uncouth boor returned the
to study my to-buy-for list. “Oh, I can’t and since he’s so hard to buy for—” smile, transforming him into some-
get my dad a tie. He has a bazillion.” “You thought you’d surprise him thing more pleasant-looking, like a
My dad, a stockbroker, wore one to with one for Christmas.” sickeningly sweet teddy bear. “Jay!
work every single day. He’d arranged “Well, yeah.” His devilish smirk How are today’s sales?”
ties by color on the top of his dresser. showed off his straight white teeth. “Pretty good, considering the econ-
The light from the ceiling fixture hit Spinning away, he said, “See ya.” omy. Suits are down.”
them just so, drawing the eye to one What a scumbag! He had my At that moment, I saw my case sink
and then another and then another. father’s Christmas present. My hands like the Titanic.
“He probably has three hundred. A fisted at my side as I watched him “Suits are more expensive.” Mr. M.
psychologist would label him an weave around tables, heading toward stroked his chin thoughtfully. “But
addict. For his last birthday, my sister, the checkout counter. He robbed me next week they go on sale. Maybe
my mother, and I had all given him the and was not going to get away with it. that’ll help.”
same one. My dad laughed and Racing to catch up, I accidentally “Should—”
laughed. I guess we all have the same bumped into a customer and called a “Wait a minute.” I crossed my arms.
taste when it comes to ties! So I want “sorry” over my shoulder as I sped “You know the clerk?”
to avoid toppling into the trap. Never past. When reaching the villain’s side, “Sure he does. He owns this store,”
again.” I tapped his shoulder. “Wait a minute, Jay said. “Don’t you recognize Grant
“I like ties. Men look so sexy wear- buster. That tie is mine.” Malbec?”
ing them, especially with their shirt His tight gaze swept over my face, Now I did and inwardly groaned.
sleeves rolled up.” which made me feel like a total idiot. The Grant Malbec, the guy our local
“Same page here. I just want to find “You’ve got to be kidding. This newspaper, the Mystic Forest
him something different.” one,” he waved it in my face, “is Express, referred to as the most eligi-
However, as I passed display cases mine.” ble bachelor in town.
of vibrant ribbons of silk lying on glass All this ruckus for a tie? With a snort, Nary a week passed when his photo
shelves, my eye strayed. Ties were I knocked his hand to one side. “If didn’t appear on the society pages.
seductively knotted around shirt col- you’ll recall, you rudely snatched it Arm candy, dressed in the latest
lars, draped over mannequins, from under my nose.” designer outfits, always graced his
matched with silk pocket squares. “Did not—” side. His short blond hair tousled just
Shaking my head, for I did not want “Did too.” so. His eyes, the shadowy blue-gray
to go there, the thought “not a tie, not Nose to nose, we glared at each color of a summer storm, smoldered
a tie” passed through my mind. Until other like two arched cats ready to with adventure—like the travel section
the neatly arranged rainbow rows of scratch and claw. Our chests heaved. purported. Recently, his picture
dots, stripes, and solids beckoned me Our steely-eyed stares deeply pene- graced the automotive page, his long
closer. The dark side seduced and trated through each other to our frame easing into a new silver BMW
something mystical propelled me to spines. Claws distended. Heat, not convertible.
rove in that direction. I sighed like a just the kind from anger, but from the Anybody. . .but Grant Malbec.
chocaholic plastered to a candy store lightening-hot voltage powered by Last Sunday, while perusing the
window. “Maybe I’ll get one after all. attraction also surged between us as paper over breakfast tea and toast, I’d
Phone you later.” our eyes met. Sizzles pricked my skin. remarked to Toni, “You’d think he’s
The awareness baffled me, sending the only attractive man living in Mystic
Disconnecting my call, I trailed my my hand to rub my temple. Forest.” I tossed the Living section in
finger across a row, pausing at a pale On cue, a sales associate rushed her direction.
yellow one—the color of early morning over. “Excuse me.” His timely inter- Laughing, she’d shoved on her oval
sunlight. Diagonal stripes of sky blue ruption prompted us to simmer down reading glasses and examined the
and white woven in the finest silk— and step back. “Can I help you?” article. “He’s pretty hunky.” Her danc-
absolute perfection. As I reached for We pointed at each other and said ing brown eyes peeked over the top of
my prize, another hand dove in and in unison, “That’s my tie.” the page. “You know, if I didn’t know
snatched it up. “I’m buying it,” I said in a firm tone. any better, I’d think you have a crush
“Hey.” I jerked to my right and point- “I saw it first.” on him.”
ed to the tie he held. “Excuse me. “No, I am. I picked it up first.” “What?” I’d catapulted upright so
That’s mine.” “Whatever happened to ‘finders’ abruptly, the hot beverage spilled all
He shook his head no. “I saw it keepers’?” I asked sarcastically, firmly over my lap. Racing to the kitchen for
first.” setting a hand on my hip. a dishtowel to clean the mess, I threw
“No. I did. It’s for my father.” “Exactly.” His finger punctuated the a “do not” look behind me.
“Sorry. It’s mine.” His hand air. “I found it. I keep it.” “Do too!” she yelled. “If he asked
smoothed over the tie he wore, identi- “Technically,” the associate you out, you’d go.”
TR cal to the one in his hand. stepped between us, arms spread to Towel in hand, I returned to the sofa.
38 How odd. I narrowed my brow. push us combatants to our respective “Would not. I like real, honest-to-
goodness hardworking guys. I don’t notion sliced through my mind, send- Finally, the mall came into sight and I
date playboys.” ing a quirk to the corners of my mouth. exhaled a bark of relief. Parking my car
“Why not?” I envisioned firing a paintball gun and in the last spot, I sprinted to the store
“Remember, the scumbag my sister sullying his pristine image with volley dodging potholes and puddles—
divorced? The one who rushed her to upon volley of fluorescent yellow, which wasn’t easy to do in heels.
the altar? Then dumped her two years pink, and green splotches. Again, I had to contain my impa-
later when a bimbo caught his eye? That was mean and not something tience while Jay finished assisting a
Enough said.” I’d ordinarily do, but I’d thought about customer. He’d seen me standing off
“You’re right. That one was a scum- it. to one side, shifting from one foot to
bag. However, I still say you’d go out I turned back to Jay and found him the other. He pointed his finger to the
with Grant Malbec.” eyeing me while pressing tissue paper shopper and mouthed, “Five min-
“Would not.” flat on the counter. “It’ll be okay, Ms. utes.” Understanding, I’d dipped my
Well. . .maybe. Although I’d never Lucida. Your tie’ll be in on Friday. I’ll head and wandered to the shirt dis-
say it out loud. I mean, wouldn’t most call.” play.
women go, at least once? Staring at the mindless work, he After a few moments, I heard, “Ms.
Now, the darling of Mystic Forest, shifted slightly. When his gaze Lucida?”
the epitome of supermodel hand- returned to mine, he said, “I don’t I swiveled around. Jay, thank God.
someness, stood in front of me in his know if you’ve heard. . .Mr. M’s dad My hand flew to press my breastbone.
dark gray suit—bringing out the same isn’t in good health. The family’s hav- “Hi. My package?”
color in his eyes—bright white ing an early Christmas, just in case. . . He pointed to the counter. “If you’ll
starched shirt, French cuffs fastened well, you know.” follow me. . .”
with silver “M” links, the already men- I’d read an article in the paper about I followed him. But Jay didn’t put a
tioned tie, and perfectly shined black the Malbec patriarch’s terminal can- small, flat rectangular box in front of
oxfords. cer. His dire situation was sad. “I do me. Instead, he set a pretty gold one
I wanted to smack him. understand. Not a way to spend the festooned with a red satin bow and a
I also wanted to die. Did it have to holidays. Thanks for your help.” Then I sprig of green holly. How did he know
be him? I prayed silently. Please get found my way back to my car. Godiva chocolates were my favorite
me outta here ASAP. indulgence?
“Look,” Jay’s voice sounded calm- On Friday over lunchtime, just as I Nudging the box in my direction, he
ing. “There’s a way to help both of stuffed a chip in my mouth, my cell said, “This is for you. And this.” He set
you. How about we transfer an identi- phone rang. Vigorously, I chewed and a white envelope on top.
cal one from another store? Let me munched into the phone, “Hell-wo.” “Me?” My head went from side to
check online. . .” In two strides, he was “Ms. Lucida? Jay speaking from side. “I didn’t order any chocolates. I
behind the counter, his fingers skillful- Malbec’s Department Store. I’m call- ordered a tie.”
ly playing over the computer keys. ing to let you know your tie arrived.” “Maybe the note will explain.”
Instantly, brightness stole over his It had? I’d begun to worry. With one wary eye on Jay, I
face. “Here we go. I can have one in Immediately, my heart sang. Drinking removed the card. A picture of the
by Friday.” from my bottle of water, I washed the store decorated prettily with boughs
“That’s great,” Grant Malbec said. food down and drew exclamation of greenery, trimming, and lights had
“Send it and be sure to get Ms.—” He points on a sticky note. “This is excel- been drawn on the front. At the bot-
squinted. “What is your name?” lent news, Jay. Can I come by after tom, in red script, was Happy
I glared at him. “Piper Lucida.” five?” Holidays! From Malbec’s Department
“Get Ms. Lucida’s address and “Sure. Malbec’s has extended holi- Store.
phone number, Jay. The minute the tie day hours. The store closes at ten.” Uh oh. What does this mean? My
arrives, please let us know.” “See you then. And thank you.” I sixth sense went into overdrive. All I
“Sure, Mr. M.” After inputting my disconnected the call, thinking “cool.” wanted was my tie and to get on with
cell number, home number, and With my holiday shopping completed, my life without any unexpected com-
address, he rang up the sale and all I had left was the wrap-a-thon and plications, like Grant Malbec.
handed the bagged package to its bake fest. The card read:
new owner. I couldn’t wait to get to the store Dear Piper,
“Thanks Jay,” Grant Malbec said. and pick up my package. Hitting the Thanks for being a good sport the
“Happy holidays, Piper.” As he walked office door exactly at five, I rushed to other day. I apologize for my bad man-
off, I heard him singing “White my car. At that point, Lady Luck aban- ners and am hoping the chocolates
Christmas.” doned me. All the freakin’ traffic lights will sweeten the deal. Have dinner with
Great, just great. I drilled a nasty were poorly timed. Waiting for an me tonight?
look into his back—a look my mama indeterminable amount of time at each Grant Malbec
wouldn’t be proud of. First, my tie had one made my insides edgy. 555-8882323
been stolen. Now, my favorite “Come on, come on.” I rolled my fin- No way. An invitation from Mystic
Christmas movie was tainted. I gers fast and furiously on top of the Forest’s most high-flying playboy? A
wouldn’t be able to watch the film dur- steering wheel. Parking wouldn’t be flush went from my freshly painted
ing bake fest without thinking of how available in my preferred lot, and toenails to my highlighted locks. My
he’d done me wrong-wrong-wrong. there’d be wall-to-wall customers cheeks burned. Dinner with him? God, TR
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He lifted a brow in that Jack Black
French manicures, dripping in jewels.
I’m plain-Jane Piper.”
(Continued from page 39) way, challenging me with an I don’t The glint in his eyes went serious.
think so expression. “You have no His hand dropped to his side. “There’s
no. plans. I already checked with your nothing ‘plain’ about you, Piper. I see
Jay lightly touched my shoulder. roommate.” a beautiful and sassy woman, some-
“Are you okay, Ms. Lucida?” Why, what an arrogant, pompous one I want a chance at getting to know
I shuddered and sensibility, the jerk. “You. Did. What?” better.” He paused. “Those other girls
kitchen kind I’d inherited from Mom, He shrugged. “I called your home mean nothing to me. If I wanted to
took over. “Fine. I’m fine.” I returned number and asked her to save the have dinner with them, I would.”
the note to the envelope. “Now, how date for me.” My head went woozy with all the
about my necktie?” Now I knew the whole truth. Toni confusion tornado-ing through it. How
“Well. . .” He glanced away and had asked me to have dinner with her, unbelievable. Grant Malbec wanted to
cleared his throat. “I can’t give it to and since I had nothing else to do but socialize with me? I couldn’t think of
you.” assemble ingredients for bake fest, I’d anything to say, except a thoughtful,
I closed my eyes and prayed. agreed. The nerve of her to conspire “Oh.”
Please, God, give me strength to get with this. . .this. . . creep. Oooh, a What the heck? I could do this. He
through this. I vow to never eat choco- scream threatened to blow Mount hadn’t made a lifetime commitment—
late in bed again if your Divine Vesuvius-style. How could Toni do just an opportunity to get to know me.
Intervention will take me out of here. this? She knew my feelings. After a beat, I asked, “Just dinner?”
Please. Undoubtedly, she was laughing her “Just dinner. Name the place. I have
But upon opening them, I was still in fool head off. Chamberlain’s in mind.”
the store. Rats. Interestingly, an itsy bitsy part of me How funny. “That’s my favorite
“Exactly,” I fastened Jay in my infa- did want to go to dinner with him. To restaurant.”
mous squinting evil eye, “why can’t see what it would be like, sitting “So your roommate said.”
you give me the tie? You said it had across the table from him and having Secretly, the overwhelming compul-
come in.” his undivided attention. But reality sion to murder my roommate—slowly,
“It’s here. You have to call this num- grounded me. I couldn’t have dinner very, very slowly—boiled and brewed
ber.” He tapped the envelope. “You with Grant Malbec. Playboys were not like witches’ stew. But I couldn’t.
get it after.” my type. Wouldn’t. I’d go to the slammer, and
Jay put the chocolates in a Malbec He waved a box wrapped with the she’d still be laughing her silly head
shopping bag, and I snatched it from silver signature Malbec paper out of off. Besides, blood makes me faint.
his hands, rage building. I didn’t need my reach. The red bow flapped in a “You need to decide soon.” His
the tie; however, I did need chocolate. fluid wave. “Come to dinner with me, thumb gestured behind him. “You’re
There were plenty of ties in this great and you can have this.” holding up the line.”
big wide world. I’d find one some- He was holding my tie hostage! Peeking over his shoulder, I saw
where else. The darn thing could What an egotistical, pretentious don- three customers with sappy grins
probably be found online. key’s behind. The audacity. I’d show watching us. Fantastic. Take photos,
him. I had plenty of tricks up my people. And to my horror, a woman
T urning, I knocked into someone sleeves. “You know, other stores carry held up her camera phone and
standing right behind me. They were neckties. I can buy one from them.” snapped away, saying to her compan-
so close that the tip of my nose was “But it won’t be this one,” he sing- ion, “That’s Grant Malbec and his new
inches from the other person’s chin. songed. “Come on. Let’s get to know girlfriend. I can’t wait to send this
Immediately, I slid a giant step to my each other. I promise not to bite—well, photo to the paper.”
left to move out of the way. “Excuse not tonight, anyway.” “Okay.” I pitched my hands sky-
me.” Unexpectedly, his finger brushed wards. “Fine. Dinner. But no weird
The person mimicked my stride. the length of one strand of my hair stuff.”
I shifted to my right. from temple to jaw. My insides melted “No weird stuff.” He pulled my hand
The person followed. as quickly as double-trouble choco- through to rest on the crook of his
“Look—” late ice cream on a hot summer’s day. arm. As we walked toward the parking
“You didn’t call.” If one touch from him could affect me lot, he said, “I think this is the begin-
I recognized the voice and cringed. this way, what would all of him do? I’d ning of a beautiful friendship.”
So much for a fast getaway. Raising probably dissolve into a puddle like Great. He had to quote Bogie.
my gaze, I said to Grant Malbec, the creepy guy at the end of the However, Grant Malbec and I seemed
“What do you want?” Indiana Jones movie. to have a lot in common—ties,
“You didn’t call about having dinner He lifted my chin so I could look him movies, and chocolate.
with me.” squarely in the eyes. Panicky sensa- What else could there be? At that
Crap. Of course I didn’t phone him tions overwhelmed my gut. Surely, he moment, like-love squished into my
about dinner. I didn’t date playboys. could sense how hard my heart heart. My insides sunk.
Period. End of story. Yet, this predica- thumped? It couldn’t be, could it? With a tilt of
ment read difficult, and I was stuck. Straightening my spine, I said, “I’m my head, I looked at his gorgeous face
TR Grabbing a girlfriend’s best excuse, I not like the women from the paper, the and smiled. Had I met my soul mate
42 said, “My roommate and I have fancy ones with designer dresses, over a tie?♥
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coffee near the mall’s fountain proceeded to
stare at me and chuckle, making the embar-
rassing scene indelibly etched in my memo-
ry.
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to see just how many ladies were Colin patted the hand I used to hold Michaels has taken more than one
checking out the new man in town, I his arm. “I’m glad to see you wore green woman to my bed and breakfast since I
spied Evan Michaels standing at anoth- tonight. ‘Tis a bonny color on you, lass.” opened in November. The man’s a
er table close to the auction stage. He, Although I don’t consider myself a womanizer and a jerk.”
too, looked keenly handsome. His red vain person, the Scot’s flattery light- Evan had been sleeping with other
and green holiday tie popped against ened the terrible weight pressing women while he dated me? My mind
his white shirt and dark suit. Every against my heart. “That’s very kind of refused to believe what Colin said,
strand of his blond wavy hair was per- you,” I somehow choked out while though why he’d make up such things
fectly placed, framing his lovely face in focusing on the floor. I simply couldn’t didn’t make sense. “That can’t be true.
the nicest way. meet his gaze. My emotions were too Evan Michaels has been dating me for
I waited for the excitement of seeing tender and tears threatened to fall. Colin the last two weeks. He’s a gentleman
my current love interest to flutter around witnessed me looking my worst this and wouldn’t dream of sleeping
my insides, but the feeling never came. afternoon and I wasn’t going to com- around.”
Instead a little green bubble of jealousy pound his already bad impression of “He checked in this morning with the
floated to my throat. Misty Carter, the me by allowing him to see me at my woman he’s with tonight. Her name is
local blonde vixen herself, clutched emotional worst this evening. Misty Carter. I had a chance to talk with
Evan’s arm and looked up adoringly as The big Scot sighed. “Come with her while she waited for Michaels to
he spoke to her. She flashed her brilliant me.” He pulled us from the line and led park his car and get their things out. She
beauty queen smile at him and batted me across the room and through a set said she and Mr. Michaels might be
her lashes. Evan responded by gently of French doors to the veranda. getting engaged this weekend. I
tucking a strand of her golden hair thought that odd, seeing as Evan
behind her ear. Within a matter of sec- T he scene outside was Christmas Michaels had come to the B & B with
onds, my little bubble of jealousy grew card perfect. Small white lights twinkled another pretty lass just the weekend
and grew until I couldn’t breathe. in tall pine trees not far from the bal- before.”
“You’re as white as a sheet, cony, and the stars above shone bright The bottom of my stomach dropped.
Jennifer.” My mother put down the against the night sky. The evening air, I thought I might be sick. How could I
glass of punch my father had just given cold and crisp, made me shiver. My lit- have been such a fool? Little wonder
her and stepped to my side. She placed tle green dress was definitely not appro- Evan rarely answered my calls. He was
her cool hand on my forehead. “You priate for outside attire on a December too busy sowing his wild oats.
don’t have a fever, dear, but you feel night in the mountains of South My hurt feelings were quickly
clammy. Have you eaten anything Carolina. Before I could utter a word, replaced with anger. I wanted to march
today?” Colin removed his tuxedo jacket and right back into the party, pull Evan out-
I could barely take my gaze off of draped it over my shoulders, which I side, then slap his face so hard he’d
Evan and his carrying on with Misty. My gratefully accepted. “What are we have to look for his teeth. But I was a
eyes had to be lying. He was interested doing out here?” I asked, genuinely Southern lady raised with better stan-
in me, not her. confused. “I thought you wanted a dards than he obviously had. That kind
“Jennifer,” my mother repeated. “Are drink?” of behavior simply wouldn’t do.
you listening? Have you eaten today?” “Aye, well, I figured we both needed Colin eyed me expectantly.
I reluctantly dragged my attention a breath of air a wee bit more.” Evidently, he didn’t know just how I
from the terrible scene unfolding near After a few moments of quiet would react to his startling, heart-break-
the stage with Evan. “Yes, Ma’am.” No between us, he gently tipped my chin ing news. Perhaps he thought I would
way I was going to tell her I hadn’t eaten up. I had no choice than to stare into his fall apart or crumble. I, however, would
a thing since last night. I just had to fit dreamy golden brown eyes. My legs do no such thing. Standing my ground,
into the perfect dress for tonight’s auc- started to shake, but I wasn’t sure if my I crossed my arms and straightened my
tion to impress Evan. I glanced back at wobble was due to the cold or having shoulders. “You have no business in my
the stage. Misty laced Evan’s fingers him touch me. affairs. I barely even know you.”
with hers and she led him off to a dark- Colin frowned. “I want you to know A broad grin spread across the
ened corner of the room. My vision you can do a hell of a lot better than that Scot’s face. “Aye, lass, you don’t know
misted over. Obviously all my efforts to sod, Evan Michaels.” me now,” he leaned so close I smelled
impress Evan were a waste of time. Stunned by his unexpected, unkind his musky cologne, “but you will.”
“I think I’m ready for a dram of remarks about Evan, I sucked in a lung Despite Colin’s warm jacket, another
whisky. Care to accompany me to the full of frigid air and felt my chest burn wave of shivers rippled through me.
TR bar, Ms. Flann?” Colin offered me his along with my indignation. I wrenched What exactly did he mean by that?
50 elbow. my chin away from his hold. “Why, I’m Befuddled by Evan’s terrible behavior
and Colin MacBride’s advances, my bids were coming in much slower. I was Like Prince Charming claiming his
mind raced. Suddenly the Scot felt too more than a little worried. The high bid- Snow White, Colin placed a chaste kiss
close, looked too handsome, and der was Todd Potts, a chubby balding on my cheek after I took his elbow,
smelled too darn good. I had no idea dentist I never considered dating. making the spectators applaud even
how to react, especially as I had just Though a nice man, Todd Potts wasn’t louder. My entire body sizzled with elec-
come to terms that Evan Michaels had exactly the kind of man women trical current that started where his lips
been two-timing me with a fleet of dreamed about. touched my face, down through my
women. “I think we’d better get back to Pastor Sims was just about to call the chest and legs, and out through my
the party. Dinner is fixin’ to be served auction to a close, when Colin toes. Even on the best date I’d had with
soon, and then I need to get on the MacBride stepped through the crowd. Evan, his kisses never affected me the
stage for the auction,” I said a little Resplendent in his coat and kilt, the way Colin’s small peck did. I could only
breathlessly. Scot shouted, “I’ll wager five-thousand imagine what a full-on kiss might do to
The handsome Scot laughed and dollars for the privilege of escorting Ms. me. As we walked off the stage and
stepped back. “Aye, Lass, you’re right. Flann to the New Year’s Eve dance.” back to our tables, my feet never
Would’na want you to miss your auc- A sudden hush fell over the room. touched the ground. I floated on the air
tion.” The many spectators watched in open- of excitement that was Colin MacBride.
mouthed wonder. Pastor Sims, looking Even now, after eight years of mar-
All too quickly the dinner was served, a bit pink and overcome with shock, riage, Colin still spins stories to the
and when the plates were removed, cleared his throat. “Did you say five guests at our bed and breakfast about
Pastor Sims, the evening’s Master of THOUSAND dollars, Mr. MacBride?” the beautiful redhead who stole his
Ceremonies, called me up to the stage The poor old minister held the micro- heart the first moment he laid eyes on
where I took my place with the other phone so tightly the whites of his knuck- her and the kings’ ransom he paid at
available singles being auctioned. Two- les could be seen even from where I Christmas to win a date with her.
hundred dollars started the bid for each stood. Though my handsome, dark-haired
person, and most auctions closed at “Och, aye.” Colin raised his gaze to Scot may tease and laugh about the
five hundred. Misty Carter’s auction mine. His amazing golden eyes glittered way we met, a true Southern lady like
was another story. Several eager look- with some unknown merriment. “No me will never find a more perfect gentle-
ing men crowded the stage when she one else will do.” man than my man in plaid.♥
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shouted and countered for a good ten bowtie and swallowed so hard his
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heart. Colin walked up the short staircase to
Let her have him, I thought miserably the stage and then offered his arm to
as Misty trotted off to Evan and I made me.
my way up to center stage. From my
ketchup mishap all the way to tonight’s
catastrophe, today obviously just
wasn’t my day. But I was a Flann, and
the Flann family never backed down
and never gave up, including and espe-
cially me. Though Evan Michaels’ bad
decision in choosing someone over me
might be ripping my esteem to shreds, I
was a true Southern lady. It would take
more than a rogue like Evan to keep me
down. I stepped forward, straightened
my back, and smiled like I was having
the time of my life.
To my relief and chagrin, even more
men hovered around the stage than
when Misty was auctioned. Once again
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I opened my eyes to a
Rocky
pristine sweep of snowy
slopes backed by the
jagged peaks of the
Rocky Mountains. Tall
evergreens stood along
the ridge, casting bluish
Mountain
shadows on the snow.
Framed by my uncur-
tained bedroom win-
dow, it was the perfect
rectangle of winter land-
scape, just like the
Christmas
cover of a Christmas
card.
I groaned and rolled
over. I’d loved the snow
at first; it was one of the
reasons I’d chosen Col-
orado for my new home.
But the snow had lost
its charm weeks ago.
Not to mention the cold!
I hadn’t been really
warm since September.
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I
on the other end of the phone told
tion.) me that she simply needed to ask
zzy rang my phone a handful of Izzy had learned that a medical me a few quick questions before she
Thursdays ago. Izzy (Isadora) is my trial for a new type of laser hair scheduled me, I cut her off and told
younger sister. She too lives here in removal was being conducted in and her that she would be required to
the city of brotherly love. Her nor- around Philly. Like I said, she signed answer a few of my questions before
mally monotone voice was chirping up for it and called me to do the I would answer any of hers.
with news. “Free hair!” She nearly same. I, in turn, called some my girl- The polite voice disappeared and
screamed into the handset. friends and asked them what they a curt one answered. “Do you want
“Free hair? What do you mean?” I thought. Nikki, Lauren, Bea, Yoko, to be a part of this trial or not,
asked, puzzled by her exclamation. Lisa, and Angelica all told me to sign ma’am?”
Izzy went on to describe some- them up too. Oh no she didn’t! I know she didn’t
thing that I had pondered in passing, Some other friends I called were just call me ma’am! I thought to
and in private, on a number of occa- already lasered years ago, where I myself. I was trying to count to ten,
sions. She said that she had signed was warned that the treatment might to calm myself down. I did and
up and that she wanted me to be leave me wishing I hadn’t wasted my answered softly, “I may [want to be a
part of it. Her tone was jubilant. She time or money. I did some research part of the trial]. First, let’s see what
thought that this may be something and discovered that for years there you guys are going to be doing.”
that would slay that beast that lurks have been two common types of I asked to speak to the doctor that
beneath her clothing. . .beneath all laser treatment for unwanted hair, was going to be performing the pro-
of our clothing. Alexandrite and Nd:YAG lasers. cedure. The curt voice grew a bit
After clicking off with Izzy I contin- Some people react better to one more impatient and told me that she
ued on with my day. I tried my best type of treatment than the other, and had all of the information I needed. I
to concentrate on the stack of new a person has to repeat treatments to quickly fired back, letting her know
mail and invoices but I could not one body part numerous times. So, that I am an acclaimed columnist
help but wonder What if? I looked these people, the ones that were not with a prominent national magazine
back at my relationship with the happy about their results, could who has readers all over God’s
topic. How it always seemed to be a have undergone the wrong type of green earth. And, I would really like
nuisance, something to be ashamed laser treatment, or may not have the doctor to call me to let me know
of, even though we Latinas all seem gone for enough treatments to reach what the trial was about. The impa-
to be “blessed” with plenty of it. the desired hairless result, or a com- tient voice was swiftly replaced by
Body hair—have you ever been bination. the polite one and my name and
getting ready for a date and shaved I wound up being the point-person number were copied as I dictated
your legs because you knew that the for my group of friends and made the them.
man might be rubbing up against call to the doctor’s office that was The doctor who called—and
them? Or have you worn sleeves hosting the free trial. Yes, FREE trial. asked to remain anonymous)—
instead of spaghetti straps because (As my sister had mentioned—Free sounded very congenial. He said
you didn’t have time to wax your hair! These were free treatments.) In that he heard I wanted to write about
pits? I know I have. I have what I fact, as the polite voice on the other the trial. I informed him that he was
would consider an average amount end of the phone informed me, I misinformed. I was interested in
of body hair. I’ve got two sisters and would receive fifty dollars when I being part of the trial, as was my sis-
I know that they both have way more completed the trial. ter and six of my close friends. I
TR body hair than I do. We used to call
This made a red flag go up for me. needed to know what the trial was
62 Isadora “the tarantula” when we I don’t like to look a gift horse in the about and what type of lasers we
would be subjected to. (I hadn’t light given off by the laser. They me promise to not tell who she is.)
known I was going to write about the wore paper masks over their faces I’m considering having other areas
trial at the time.) and garments one might imagine of my body done.
Dr. Congenial told me that the trial doctors only wore in operating Dr. Congenial says that this type
was for a new type of laser treat- rooms. The idea that my organs may of laser will be on the market soon
ment. The instrument is called the be harvested at any moment flashed and that there are others like it that
Apogee Elite MPX and it uses two through my head. It passed just as people can already buy for home
different types of laser wavelengths. suddenly as it appeared; I remem- use, like the Tria home laser treat-
This enables the treatment to be bered I was not in South America ment system.
more effective on more types of any longer. I don’t think I’d go as far as buying
people. He went on to tell me that I was told to relax, that nothing a home laser hair removal system.
certain skin types and hair types was going to hurt, and that I was in But then again, I never thought that I
respond better to specific wave- good hands. I voiced my concern would have satellite radio, a forty-
lengths of laser. about my face not being pho- inch flat panel television, or Blue
For this trial, he was looking for tographed and the team from the Tooth Sync in my car. So, I may wind
twenty women who were between laser company assured me that I up never, ever, having to shave my
the ages of eighteen and fifty who wouldn’t have to worry. Then a small legs or go for a bikini wax again,
had black or brown hair. He said that pair of metal goggles, like the kind which’ll be great. Would I get every
we’d be receiving a total of four people wear in a tanning bed, except single hair taken off my body? I don’t
treatments and that the side effects, these were titanium or something think so. Sometimes I like to have a
if any, were minimal irritation, possi- like it, were slipped atop my eyelids. little bit of grass in my infield, if you
ble slight skin discoloration, and a The room was cool and quiet. The know what I mean.♥
chance of some short-term inflam- nurses took me by my arms and lift- —LL
mation where the laser makes con- ed them over my head. The chair
tact with the skin. made a whirring sound and titled I will still be answering my readers’
We the trial subjects had to agree back until my arms were comfort- dating and relationship questions,
to let them shoot pictures of the trial ably settled, and then Dr. Congenial so send them, along with your com-
site and to document the process. said that they’d be starting. ments (and if you would like to
We had to agree to take notes on I heard a slight hum and felt a light receive my seasonal newsletter that
any side effects we may have and breeze on my left armpit. The air hit- is chock full of dating news, advice
that we were agreeing to fulfill the ting my skin was fresh, but the odor and links to wonderful resources)
entire trial, all four laser treatments. emanating was anything but. The email me at help@letlettyhelp.com.
He asked me to let him know if any smell of burnt hair wafted passed my All submitted material is considered
of my friends were flaky, so he could nostrils and it nearly gagged me. for publication and all names are
steer them away from the applica- “Really Doc?” I asked, trying to kept in the strictest of confidence.
tion process. I told him that we were avoid the virtually noxious olfactory
all steadfast and true. He confided offense. He said that was the only
that he wished he could say the downside to the treatment and that
same of his first wife. We both
laughed.
when he works on other body parts,
ones that are not as close to the
Come back next month for
The next time I heard Dr. Conge-
nial’s voice was two weeks later; I
patient’s nose, it isn’t so bad. I pic-
tured his nose always being close to
more of The D Files.
was wearing a pink patient’s gown
and I was sitting in chair that remind-
any body part he treats and that
nearly gagged me, too.
Read more of
ed me of the one my dentist had. I
had already read and reread the
It took about seven minutes for
both of my armpits to be laser treat-
my work at:
paperwork and signed it. I had ed. I was dressed and in my car no http://letlettyhelp.blogspot.com/
removed my blouse and bra and had more than twenty-five minutes after
the hair under my arms, the hair I the first whiff of my singed hair folli-
had grown for two weeks—yes, they cles. No pain, no marks, and no hair. ©2009 Letty Livingston ~ The D
told me not to shave or wax my Pretty amazing! Files are intended as inspiring and
armpits for fourteen days!— As I had mentioned earlier, I had
removed via some type of simple entertained the idea of having laser engaging sources for advice and not
razor. I was brought by the woman hair removal before. Money wasn’t alternatives for therapeutic
who owned the polite phone voice the reason for my foregoing it. I just
into the procedure room and sat in didn’t know if it was that big of a intervention, should it be needed.
the dentist-ish chair. deal. Well, now eight of us have All names have been changed to
been through two of the four treat-
There was a team of two people
from the company who built the ments for this trial, and all of us
protect the identity of the people
Apogee. They were there to docu- seem really satisfied with the results. mentioned herein.
ment the event. Also there were two (All except for one of us, who hap-
nurses and Dr. Congenial. All of pens to have an awful lot of white
them had on large amber colored hair under her arms and the laser is
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