Soon comes the frenzy of shopping with people forgetting the meaning of Thanksgiving, Hanukkah and Christmas. Let’s not forget the spirit of these treasured holidays, my friends.
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Today, I continue with The Catch where we get to know a bit more about Joanne, the heroine in the story. A young woman with a jaded past she can’t get over, Tom comes to her apartment, worried that she hadn’t been around and a nor’easter is in progress. She doesn’t want his help and sends him away. She’s taken and passed the Bar exam and is about to start a new job with a prestigious law firm.
excerpt in eight:
At her door, Joanne found a bouquet of red roses complete with baby’s breath and fern in a glass vase, the little white card read: Here’s to the power back on with a day as bright as you are from Tom Donnelly.
Damn the tears and damn him for provoking this reaction, she thought; I have no room for anyone in my life. Now she’d have to call and thank him and blah, blah, blah, the way real people do and then a friendship begins and NO she did not want a friend.
“Hey Tom, the roses are,” choked up she almost cried and stopped to clear her throat, “the roses are uh, special so thanks and goodbye because I’m starting a new job with a law firm and I have to get to bed early.”
“Do you want to have a real dinner out with me to celebrate?”
“Thanks but no and thanks again for the flowers, they smell, uh, hey what’s a good word for the scent of fresh roses?”
He laughed and said, “Divine?”
“Divine, yes, in my whole life, I never used such a word,” and as Joanne McKenna Friedman inhaled the flowers again she knew the fragrance was divine and Tom Donnelly was a man to stay far away from no matter how many flowers he sent.
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