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ELUSIVE LOVE & MOONBEAMS: Donna's Story
ELUSIVE LOVE & MOONBEAMS: Donna's Story
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ELUSIVE LOVE & MOONBEAMS: BOOK ONE - DONNA'S STORY
"A modern day Dr. Zhivago... "
Curled up in her favorite velvet armchair, she let her mind wander
back in time to that day in when she first met Michael. She smiled,
remembering the strange footsteps echoing down the corridor.
I wonder why those particular footsteps captured my attention? I can
remember how I mindlessly shuffled paperwork as I waited to see whom
they belonged to. How my breath ceased at the sight of that handsome,
lithe, dark-haired man with graying sideburns in his early forties!
I think I can still remember every word. Let me see . . . I'm fairly
sure I stammered when he asked me if I were new to the building.
How strange the excitement was that I felt when he told me that his
office was directly across the hall from mine. I had thought it was
vacant! And that little white lie I told him about brewing a pot of
coffee as we spoke never hurt anyone. Wow, was I nervous when I
brought him that first cup of coffee. My hands shook so badly I left
droplets on the tile floor outside his door. For the life of me, I
couldn't figure out why he had such a strange impact on me. Then,
when he asked me where my cup was, I almost fainted! When I returned
with my cup, and he closed his office door behind me, I was so filled
with con-flicting emotions: fear and anticipation . . . Oh yes, I
remember now how embarrassed he was, years later, when he told me
that he'd thought I'd been the most provocative young lady in her
mid-twenties he'd ever laid eyes on. How we laughed over our first
impressions!
I was really only a kid and oh so scared when I first met Michael.
It's a wonder he had anything to do with me.
I'd never had to work before Sam died and left me with two little
children to support. Sitting in that office pretending I knew how to
be a secretary was hard enough.
The magnetic force between us was amazing. Sure, I was young and
had a body to die for then, but those perfect measurements are long
gone.
Maybe it's really true that when two people fall deeply in love...
"A modern day Dr. Zhivago... "
Curled up in her favorite velvet armchair, she let her mind wander
back in time to that day in when she first met Michael. She smiled,
remembering the strange footsteps echoing down the corridor.
I wonder why those particular footsteps captured my attention? I can
remember how I mindlessly shuffled paperwork as I waited to see whom
they belonged to. How my breath ceased at the sight of that handsome,
lithe, dark-haired man with graying sideburns in his early forties!
I think I can still remember every word. Let me see . . . I'm fairly
sure I stammered when he asked me if I were new to the building.
How strange the excitement was that I felt when he told me that his
office was directly across the hall from mine. I had thought it was
vacant! And that little white lie I told him about brewing a pot of
coffee as we spoke never hurt anyone. Wow, was I nervous when I
brought him that first cup of coffee. My hands shook so badly I left
droplets on the tile floor outside his door. For the life of me, I
couldn't figure out why he had such a strange impact on me. Then,
when he asked me where my cup was, I almost fainted! When I returned
with my cup, and he closed his office door behind me, I was so filled
with con-flicting emotions: fear and anticipation . . . Oh yes, I
remember now how embarrassed he was, years later, when he told me
that he'd thought I'd been the most provocative young lady in her
mid-twenties he'd ever laid eyes on. How we laughed over our first
impressions!
I was really only a kid and oh so scared when I first met Michael.
It's a wonder he had anything to do with me.
I'd never had to work before Sam died and left me with two little
children to support. Sitting in that office pretending I knew how to
be a secretary was hard enough.
The magnetic force between us was amazing. Sure, I was young and
had a body to die for then, but those perfect measurements are long
gone.
Maybe it's really true that when two people fall deeply in love...
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