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Across a crowded world. . .

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Once upon a time, my son Paul was a performer with the Second Hand, dancing all over the world. He called me in New York.; “‘I’m in Copenhagen. I’ll be performing in Berlin in two week and I want you to meet me there.” Newly widowed, the idea of traveling to a foreign country alone frightened me. He encouraged me, said he’s pay the fare, the hotel. All I had to do was show up.

“Where in Copenhagen are you, my son?”

“I met a beautiful woman, Mom. her name is Eva. Gotta run. Call this number if you get over your scaredy cat self. ”

He rattled off a long number and hung up. I paced the floor. Should I–shouldn’t I.? My husband whispered from beyond, “Go.” I called Paul. We made a plan. I had two weeks to learn German from a tennis friend. Her husband came to America to open the first Volkswagen showroom way back in time. When Paul greeted me at the airport, I spoke relatively decent German while he, the linguist, was left behind. One of the shows planned was on television and I was on set. Lights, camera, action. There were the three young men performing wonderfully funny acrobatic and funny dances. Applause, applause.

Years later, Paul and Eva found each other across a crowded world on Facebook. Happily ever after, they live in Denmark where Eva is an artist if renown and Paul is re-establishing himself as a teacher of the performing arts. Married last October, they Skype with me often like two happy campers. I miss them and love them. I write my books here in NY; mature romance fifteen stories thus far and more to come where my motto is, “It isn’t over ’til it’s over.”

Here’s to love, good health, and happiness.

Feeling a bit poignant writing this; empty nest syndrome? After so many years, maybe.

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Housebroken–No it’s not about a dog. . .yet.Empty nest syndrome has overtaken Sally and Steve Atwood. They must find a way to recapture the alone-at-last feeling.

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Book 1

Housebroken

by Charmaine Gordon

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Thank you for joining in, my friends. If you’ve surred from empty nest syndrome, please stop by and leave a comment.

A Love Story

Picture this: Twenty two years ago, my youngest son was performing with two other guys all over the world. The Second Hand, an unusual, funny dance group had a gig in Denmark. Paul called me, said they were headed to Berlin and asked me to join him. Newly widowed, I had yet to spread my wings. I called him back and we arranged to meet in a week. About Denmark, there he met an artist, Eva Stengade. A thunderbolt  struck them. Neither of them was free back then. Paul went on his way, they lost touch.

Fast forward to last Saturday. I knew they had connected a couple of years before and met the glowing Eva more than once. Paul called earlier last week to say they’d be married in a civil service Saturday. At last, overcome with joy I knew Paul’s dad smiled down approving of our son’s choice. After the ceremony they Skyped to say it was official. They were one. “And, sweet mom,” Eva said, “yourImage ring fits perfectly.” Yes, they wore rings we’d worn for many happy years and now Paul and Eva wore them.