Five Golden Rings (Facets of Passion)
“The flowers nodded at her in the breeze and a shining white egret perched on her rail for a time, cocking its head at her in hopes of scamming some of her croissant. It was Friday and by Monday morning she’d be back to eating her steel-cut oats before taking the train to her office.
The bird was not getting the least crumb.
Opening the day’s note, she settled back in her chair, stretching out her legs.
My lovely Roo, It’s odd, writing these notes one after another, knowing you’ll read them days apart. IF you behaved and did as I said, that is. I am operating as if you did obey, though I recognize you owe me no allegiance now.
I wonder what you chose to do last night? The wondering is killing me, to tell the truth. I think you went to watch the strippers, but did not dance. One day, perhaps, we will meet again and you can tell me if I was right. The image of you dancing, however, is seared into my brain.
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