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Chapter 3

The wail of an ambulance came close. In a frenzy, C.R. waved for attention. Two men jumped from the vehicle, stretcher in hand with equipment to examine the woman on the ground. Jim O’Connell, a man C.R. knew since childhood hurried over. “My Grans fell.”

“I’ll take good care, my dear.” He bent down to examine the elderly woman who appeared to be so frail. Cassie Rae looked, blinked her eyes to see a friend from high school so long ago. “Charlie.” She held out her hand. He stared at the pretty girl he once loved way back in time.

“Hey, Cassidy Rae. I’m home from school helping my Dad this weekend. Sorry Grans fell. We’ll have to get her to the hospital, for sure. Follow us.” She shook her head. “Hell no, Charlie. I’ll lock up Tommy, turn off supper and ride with you.” She ran toward the house after kissing her dearest Granny. “I’ll be with you in a minute.”

“What do you think, Dad? To me, it looks serious. Maybe she had a stroke and fell fracturing her ankle.”

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Chapter 1 Grandest Grows Up

CR held back tears to see Grans with her beautiful green eyes closed, lying in a heap surrounded by branches of the huge tree. She reached out to pat her the way Grandmom always did when she was little. “Grans,” she called. “Grans, it’s me. I’m gonna take care of you right now. What happened?” “Cassie Rae? Oh, my baby girl. You’re here. I need an apple for a pie. Marcus likes pie for dinner.” She sniffled. “I dropped the apple when I tripped over a damn rock.” Dialing 911 fast from her new phone, CR said, “Hurry. My Granny fell. It’s the old house off the main road where the flag is.” “Hey, Cassie Rae Everyone loves Ms. Michaels. Hang tough. We’ll be right there.” She pulled off her big sweatshirt and covered frail Grans. In a hoarse whisper, she said,”Don’t die, my precious. I won’t go back to school until you’re all better.” Oh my God! She said Grampa Marcus likes apple pie for dinner but Grans husband died last year.                   http://wewriwa.com

 

 

 

e, precious Grans. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

Continuing the new story.

She gets ready to shoot; her daughter meets a doctor who suggests she shouldn’t shoot because she’s pregnant and suddenly they are friends. The daughter tells him she’s a widow; the doctor has a son and suggests they meet. When the doctor sees the lovely mother, he recognizes her as the woman he had fallen in love with during her pregnancy.

Her husband had them all move because he felt she was getting involved with the doctor. The story goes round and round in a delicious way. You’ll enjoy this story when it’s finished

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My Latest Story

This is the latest story, another one I Love. Join me in another tale of romance and love. She finds herself in an odd position. The doctor who delivered her baby has discovered her at a place to shoot. What an odd position . Add to this, her daughter is expecting and he reinvites the two of them. What will become of the two couples after all these years.

Grandest at the concert

Image may contain: 1 person, smiling, christmas tree and indoorAre we having fun or what? My grandest in her glory at almost ten. Almost. She is the dearest ever, the most fun and loving child and with her love for animals, she plans to be a Veterinarian in the future. She’s learned to love the big dogs she’s grown up with, so beautiful to see. Her mother set the pace from earliest childhood with her care of dogs and cats How well I recall her bringing stray cats home with no fear, just love and caring and she was a young child back then. To watch her grow to become a mother so dear, a teacher well known, is a joy for this mother and now we have Grandest who plays basketball so well and loves life.

The big thing is they both saved my life a year ago when I fell. Suddenly I was on the hardwood floor in my grandest’s bedroom. I heard her screaming, “Mom, Gran fell down and she’s not moving.” Daughter to the rescue with phone calls, an ambulance, arrangements for a fine rehab where I stayed for seven weeks until I was able to go home with a cane in my hand for balance. Every day they came to visit after school with a new outfit for me to wear. When I look at pictures from that bad time, I’m shocked at my thin face so worn and frightened yet my family brought me back to life.

Now it’s almost Chrismas. I still need a cane but I’m back to wearing makeup and looking human. I am so grateful to have survived, to laugh with grandest, to enjoy life again.

A bit more of Reconstructing Charlie

It’s New Years Eve and Charlie has a date with the big man on Campus, Tom Donnelly. On the way to the party, Charlie tells him that she intends to remain a virgin until the right guy comes along. Tom is shocked since every girl he dates is ready to put out but not our Charlie. They sit on the porch smooching, he’s sure he can go further with her. When the bell rings, her roomie and the boyfriend run out on the porch to wish them Happy New Year.

As far as Charlie goes, she’s through for the night and Tom has lost every chance he might have had.

I love this book. You will , too.

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An anniversary for us

Coming soon, Don and I will celebrate so many good years together. December 28 is the date. We celebrated at the dearest restaurant near our home inviting close friends only plus our beloved children. Don wore a tux-so fancy-and I, with him, went to Lord and Taylor for a nifty white gown. We handed out copies of “Young at Heart” and everyone sang as we walked up the aisle. So much fun. Then I wrote a script about how we met. And so it went with lots of love and friendship.

The years have passed and we are still together. Talk about sickness and health, we’ve had it all and still survived. We are still best buddies, no matter what. So join us in a premature celebration on this day.

Thanks for joining us.

Don and Charmaine