Fall in New England
'She still had the impression of her bra straps indented on her back when she climbed into his bed despite the shower. Her back was flawless, otherwise, right down to that beautiful ass....
Jack woke suddenly. It was so real, again. The same dream about Julie. He was pouring sweat. The night was cool and the window was open and drapes pulled back. He rose and wandered over to the window, absent mindedly fingering the shrapnel wound scar on his stomach. A Fall night in Massachusetts...and that's where and when it all began exactly one year ago......
If any street was going to do it for him then this was the one. There were delivery trucks double parked everywhere and the sidewalks were crowded. He walked the street. Three steps forward and one to the side. It was that crowded. Then he saw what he had come for....'
Thought you might like a few slightly disparate excerpts from my latest book. Makes a change from all those photos of my wife.
Immodest, but my reviewers and agent tell me I write a pretty decent thriller/drama with of course a little romantic content. Quite few twists and turns and a surprise ending...always. My 'signature' gesture in the seven books I have turned out so far. Bet you never thought you were dating a very wealthy man and an author, to boot.
You are right in your thoughts. That is life, the good and the bad, especially in relationships. I suspect you have had a few experiences there given your predilection for extra curricular activities. I have only had one bad experience in that area - you! That was enough for me. I decided then and there at the time to seek out a decent woman and, you know what........ she found me.
My life has been filled with the good - only a small dose of the bad, all down to you. Do you ever wonder why, out of all the women I have known, and I've known a few or more..., that I only met one 'bad' one? Guess my judgement was shot to pieces at the time. What's your opinion?
FM is welcome - and you, maybe you are now 'trapped' approaching 60 in just four months.
Enough of gloating over your situation, if you can call it that - gloating, I mean. You sure did get it wrong though, didn't you. I offered you all this on a plate and you couldn't make the right decision. Too wrapped up in you and your situation I suppose, and....feeling a little out of your depth with me. I know that point for a fact.
Here's gloating of a different kind. The first photo is Boston last weekend.
This one is England about 4 weeks ago:
I have to agree with this one. You can't buy happiness, the love of another or contentment. All lacking from you, by and large. But I had the second best to fall back on. Then I met my wife and the first came into play. The second of course is a bonus
This is a flat white, just like the one I am enjoying right now:)
This one is fairly obvious. Taken near our home in New Hampshire:
A back road near our home in New Hampshire:
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The Jeep below is a Grand Cherokee which was driven along one of the tracks through the woods. Not all conifers. Lots of deciduous ones, too, otherwise there would be no color.
Love this car almost as much as the Bentley and Astons' - but it's down in Florida. Talking of which we are thinking of moving away from Naples. Might let you know where in due course...then again ....
For the time being though we will return there in October. We have a hankering to spend more time on the West Coast and with homes in San Diego and up in Oregon, it's not a big problem. Family is mainly close by (parents) in Massachusetts. Children in New York, Virginia and Florida. But hey! Catching planes here is like getting a bus over there. On that basis we will keep our place here in New Hampshire.
Life is very good and I am a very happy man. That is all down to a loving family and most of all the love of my wife. No thanks to you of course, other than you facilitated my move without really knowing it. You also provided me with material for a least one of my books without knowing it too....;)
This is why I am lucky guy.....
New Hampshire Friend's Dog
Italy
USA
Milan - What a View - Ready for....Breakfast...Now
Boston, Mass. Starbucks
France
Walking in the Woods...Somewhere
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I recall you commenting on a previous lady's attributes, but I am sure you wouldn't find fault here - see Milan above. Nothing heading south, as it is in your case. Looking decidedly 'mumsy' these days LL. You need a fashion guru. Maybe we can help....:)
Finally, here's a blast from the past (circa 2004):
'....chicken recipe - I had a craving for those salty burnt olives that we had in the 'horse steak' restaurant in Denia, well I had them, not you.... so all I did was got chicken breasts (Cr****ons) cost me a fortune but worth it I suppose - in a bowl I strained a can of plum tomatoes through a sieve to get just the liquid and as much of the pulp as I could, added some sugar, tomato puree, oregano, garlic salt and grated black pepper and poured it over the chicken, put the black olives in also - left it in the fridge overnight and ********r popped it in the oven at 4pm on gas 5, not sure at all what it is in electric - it cooked and reduced for 1.30mins - and was delicious - salty and olivy and garlicky and tasty :)'Of course since then I have become a very accomplished cook....chef almost. When I turn my hand to something I like to do it well.
That's enough for now. You can read it while you wait for FM's return.
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