Not sure what else to do, I turn and walk right out of the room.“I’ll call you when dinner is ready!” he says after me.And not all that long later, he does.“Food’s on! Everyone to the table!” Garnar announces at the base of the stairs.I step out of my room, still confused.The girls are confused
My realtor, Mrs. Pine, is a stout woman in her late fifties. Like me, she was a homemaker for much of her life, though unlike me, she has a supportive husband who encouraged her to find a job once their kids grew up and left the house.Still, she is personable and reliable. She’s never late, always
“I live not too far from here,” Mrs. Pine says. “This house is always in bloom in the spring.”I have a good feeling about this house and hope the girls do to. “What do you think, Violet? Iris?”Violet worries her bottom lip, glancing at her sister. “I… think it’s okay…”“I hate it,” Iris snaps. Wha
The campaign event is being held in the hockey arena downtown. The ice has been covered and the space redesigned as it often is for concerts, with a stage on one side and seats in lines down on the floor.The space for reporters is right up front near the stage, but when I first arrive, I hover near
My heart stops for one solid second before it abruptly starts again, beating quickly out of control.Miles just… blew a kiss at me?Everyone saw the action. The reporters around me are buzzing, their heads turning this way and that. Their eyes scan over the crowd behind us. They don’t look at me. Th
I roll my eyes at him. “You are incorrigible.”“Yeah,” he replies. He lets his hand drop. “But you like that about me.”Curse it all, I do. He’s a challenge, always keeping me on my toes, always holding me on the edge of desire. Most of the time, I’m toppling, not knowing where I’m going to fall nex
A loud knock sounds on the door. Startled, Miles and I jump away from each other just as the door opens.The assistant stands outside, but I can see him glancing at us through the reflection in the mirror.“Sir,” he says. “It’s time.”“Thank you, Wendell,” Miles says. Glancing at the mirror himself,
I don’t have any problem with my previous life as a homemaker. I worked hard to provide a comfortable environment for my husband and my daughters. Yes, I’d always aspired to more, but being a housewife, in general is not something to be ashamed of.The way this reporter is turning her nose up at me,