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Heartbreak

This week’s word:  STEAM

Daphne kissed her parents goodbye before leaving them on the train platform and then reminded herself as she climbed the steps to the passenger car: Don’t turn around and look back; it will only be more difficult if you do. She had barely SONY DSCsettled into a seat which she’d deliberately chosen that did not face the platform before the train began to pull slowly out of the station.

In her mind, she replayed all the events of the past few months: the chance meeting with William, falling in love with him, his marriage proposal, her heart being broken when she discovered his infidelity, the terrible argument that followed between them which led to their breakup, her search for a position as a schoolteacher in a place farther from home in an attempt to get away, and the acquisition of just such a position in California – all the way across the country.

For the first time in her young life of nineteen years, Daphne was going to be alone and she wondered for the first time in months: Am I doing the right thing?

And just as the steam from the engine was rolling the train down the track, so too were the tears from Daphne’s eyes silently rolling down her cheeks.

 

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Making New Memories

 

This week’s word:  MEMORIES

 

Christina smiled tenderly as she gazed at the black and white image of the five barefooted children who were linked together by holding hands while looking out over the ocean.

Memories of her childhood came rushing back to her as she remembered those almost long-forgotten carefree days, washing over her just like the tide of that ocean washed over the shore on the day that photograph was taken. She remembered how life was so free and easy then, so much simpler and less complicated, and how stress wasn’t even a factor.

But tomorrow was going to be the beginning of a new life for her, a chance to start fresh, to finally break free of the bad memories that had been holding her hostage these past three years so that she could begin making good memories for herself and for her children.

And the first thing on their list was a trip to the ocean.

 

 

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The Kiss

This week’s word:  ENGULF

 

Danielle could barely contain the excitement she felt as she practically danced through her apartment, lighting the dozen or so candles she had placed to create a romantic atmosphere. She had to make sure kissing silhouettethat everything was perfect because at any moment Josh, her brave and handsome soldier, would be finally coming home, and she could hardly wait to be in his arms once again.

When she heard the knock on the door, she gasped, her heart skipping a beat as she raced to the door. There he was at last, after all those months, after all those long and lonely nights, after all those tears that were shed into her pillow for missing him and worrying and wondering if he was okay, after all this time finally he was here. But there were no words spoken between them, for none were needed, and the kiss they shared was filled with all the unspoken love between them.

 

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The Broken Promise

This week’s word:  VINDICTIVE

 

As Marie slowly made her way up the seemingly long path that led to the Blackwell Manor looming large before her, the events of all that had occurred approximately sixteen months before whirled through her mind, precipitating a flood of painful memories deep within her.

She had been faithful to David Blackwell for five long years; as a matter of fact, she had been the very epitome of love, generosity, kindness, patience, honesty, compassion, commitment, thoughtfulness, understanding, selflessness, goodness, and above all, fidelity. She had given everything of herself to him, never expecting anything in return, except, of course, for the promise of his love and the promise of a gold wedding band around her finger.

broken promise broken heartAnd he had made that promise to her, proposing to her on a beautiful, warm spring day in May, even getting down on bended knee as he said those four little words she had been longing for him to say: “Will you marry me?” and they had been so happy together until the day when Susan Martin showed up and their lives were changed forever.

Susan Martin was nothing but a home wrecker, as far as Marie was concerned, and had ruined everything by splitting her and David up, breaking their engagement, and claiming David for her own; and now all that Marie could feel was nothing but contempt, and frankly, she wasn’t really sure what she was going to do once she entered Blackwell Manor and stepped onto the scene of David’s and Susan’s engagement party . . .

 

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Waiting . . .

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It had been nine months since Jennifer McAllister had tied the big yellow bow around the tree in the front yard, shortly after saying a tearful goodbye to her husband, Rick, right before he shipped overseas with his military unit. It’s true that they had been communicating as often as possible via the internet and Skype, but a computer was no substitute for the warmth of your husband’s arms around you in the dark of night or for his tender kisses on your lips in the early morning dawn.

And even though her life had gone on as usual while he’d been away, it was also as though time had been standing still for her because she’d been waiting for him to come home – just waiting, ever so patiently, day after day, week after week, month after month.

But now that wait was almost over and in five more hours she would have him in her arms once again because he was coming home for good. And the first thing they would do together would be to take down the yellow ribbon because she wouldn’t ever have to wait again.

 

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