They were all ready for dinner. He asked her if she'd like to sit on the porch for a few minutes before they left, to enjoy the night air. And there were roses. And a little scatter pin for her sweater made up of musical notes in her birthstone color. And a card. {sigh} And a light shining in his eyes she hadn't seen for a very long time.
welcome. if you are new, you may want to go right to the cast page to catch up on who's who. then author - which tells you something of me - and chapter one which begins the story. enjoy the experience.
city parks, libraries, Tim Rice and Andrew Lloyd Webber, the color orange, dragons, faeries, Asimov mysteries, sailboats, swing dancing, the ocean, and a summer night so warm you can stand naked on a hilltop reaching for the stars
pans
politicians, lawyers, rap music, drunks, litterbugs, bad drivers, inconsiderate people, laziness, dishonesty, dirt, and store clerks who put the coins on top of the bills
