Archive | 15.01.2010
- Wildest Dreams Ch. 08
*Chapter Eight: An Apology Fit for a Muffin* The old Harlequin romance novel smelled musty and the pages had turned a deep shade of yellow. That wasn't why Enid couldn't focus on it, though. She was curled up on her couch, wrapped up in a worn old blanket, with her hair down and her glasses perched on the bridge of her nose; comfort wasn't the problem either. I shouldn't have said those things, she thought, staring blankly down at the page. It wasn't nice... She couldn't help feeling guilty. It ... more - Wish You Were Here
She stepped into the apartment and for the millionth time that day she wished he were here. She slipped off her heels and pushed the button on the answering machine as she walked towards their bedroom. The sound of his voice on the machine stopped her in her tracks. He missed her so much, he said. He had just wanted to hear her voice. He thought he might be able to come home early. He asked her to think good thoughts, laughed and he was gone. She wished now that she hadn't gone out for dinner with ... more