Hi gang, last week, after meeting Martin Ambrose and carrying on with him, he drove her home and finally asked for her name. When she said Carly Joy Evans, he kissed her. Suddenly Julie, Carly’s daughter drove up with little Patti and Carly ran in the house to change her clothes. As she changed, she worried about her Mercedes just sitting at the mall and maybe a stranger stole it. After Martin read a story to Patti, Julie and little Patti said goodbye and there they were alone. Carly worried about her car and Martin called his friends to drive Carly’s care to her home. No, she said. maybe you will steal my car. He shook his head. I don’t care, Martin. Drive me to the mall so I can drive it back home. Oh Carly, my joy, I promise never to hurt you in any way, Scouts Honor. She said,”here’s whats going to happen. You drive me to my car. I’ll give you my card. Carly Evans, columnist and author Fairview Weekly News 847-5556232
“Hop on,” Martin said and off we rode When they parted company, Carly figured she’d seen the last of him but little did she know how tenacious Martin Ambrose was.