Hi gang, I’m leaving this swell place on Tuesday coming up. I go home to my dear Don, 5 cats and computer. I’ve written a book about therapy dogs, almost complete as of now.Imagine falling on your poor head , shoulder and way poor hip and fractured pelvic all at once. Oh well, we begin again. Love to all and we start anew.
Last week Tom Donnelly made a new start. This week he starts his continuing education required by the lawyer company.
He hurried through the snow covered campus fighting the bitterly cold wind off lake Michigan. One night, head down, he bumped into a young woman. Her brief case went flying. “Sorry” as he raced to retrieve it but when he returned, the woman and the gloved hand were gone.He admired her long strides in high heeled boots and wanted to catch up, but she disappeared and all he remembered was long dark hair under a red winter hat.
Curiosity got him and one night in spring he followed her all the way to her classroom where she disappeared. He asked a classmate her name. Joanne Mckenna Friedman, the guy said but she’ll never talk to you. Very private-sticks to herself, Doesn’t date-hot and smart.
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