Handbag Monday welcomes...
Merry Holly
I got this bag a few summers ago as a gift.
What grabbed my attention was the color. I love pink. I also like leather and
shoulder straps for my bags. I used this for many summers, and probably should
discard it. But I love it and it forces me not to carry too much. As you can
see it’s pretty beat up.
Hi, Merry! and I have trouble tossing bags now and then, but sometimes, we have to let go.
Excerpt from Noelle’s
Surprise:
He
didn’t dare broach the subject of the addition to Cassie’s home. How would
Noelle take it when he told her he had just committed to the project? It would
keep them on the island for at least another six months beyond what he’d
promised her, if not eight. He’d taken this project for the same reason he’d
accepted Henderson’s projects in the first place. He wanted the higher-end
jobs. Liza was also considering an addition, a cabana. If he got those, they’d
be here for two, possibly three years. He knew once one of the “Plastic Wives”
got something, the rest followed suit. They’d keep him in business for years.
The big question in all this was Noelle. Never did he think she’d be so
unhappy. A decision down the line was necessary. Put Noelle first, or ask her
to adjust. God, he’d worked countless hours over the last ten years for
projects like this. Was he willing to throw them away for his wife? Deep down,
he knew the answer. The words they’d spoken in front of family and friends
weren’t just words to him. Yes. If she really couldn’t stand it here, he’d have
to adjust. It would definitely kill the stateside projects for these clients,
destroying his bottom line. Could he recover from such a blow? How could he
make her see the importance of these jobs to their livelihood?
A
thought struck him. He followed her out of the kitchen, into the living room.
Though he was late for an appointment with the plumber, he sat down beside her.
Turning on the Tiffany lamp on the end table, he looked around the room. It was
well appointed, in blues and yellows displayed in overstuffed chairs and
couches. Beachy pictures decorated the walls along with a few pictures Noelle
recently painted. The room had an eclectic feel, but outside of Noelle’s
paintings nothing in the room was theirs. Maybe if they found their own place
and decorated it, Noelle would feel more at home, he thought. How could he prove
to her nobody but her counted?
“I have a favor to ask.” When she nodded, he
took her hand in his and continued. “The paperwork is piling up. I haven’t done
the accounting for the project. Would you be willing to help me out and process
it?”
“Are
you throwing me a bone?”
“Yes,
a bone that would help me out considerably. You don’t have to give me your
answer now. We can talk about it tonight.” Mentally he crossed his fingers.
Money was her business. If she had a stake in the business would it keep her on
the island?
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4 comments:
Loved the story! And the bag is cute! I need something a little lager (but not much). I really dislike the one I have now...it's too big, but the other one I have is too small (I ordered it on line)! I am looking for one I like that is the right size!
Good luck with the anthology! Again, I really liked all the stories!
I like that bag. It's just the right size. I loved your story. Will there be another so we can find out what happens next in the lives of Noelle and her handsome hubby?
Bag is adorable! And, I'm really excited that the Christmas reads are here!!
Hi, Merry ... love the bag ... loved the excerpt better. You gave us just enough of a tease to want more :)
And Vicki, this anthology is wonderful !!
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