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A bunch of wonderful authors are posting a sweet morsel for you to taste from their WIPs. Mine is from Moonbeams of Unintended Consequences. I hope you enjoy it. Lily meets her real father for the first time, although she does not know that he is. They are in Chicago because he has offered to be tested as a live organ donor, after the death of his beloved wife. She would have wanted him to offer any help he could.
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Happy Holidays, Happy Hanukkah and Happy Holidays!
Simon
went to the front door and opened the massive oak door with a welcoming smile
as he walked out onto the asphalt driveway and up to the limousine door, which
he bent to open.
Laughing, Jordan and Simon shared a glance and an unspoken moment usually reserved for lovers. Thus, began the friendship between the children. Lily wove her way into Simon’s heart at first glance. She was a charming, precocious child, very intelligent and quick witted. He was already her willing slave.
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A bunch of wonderful authors are posting a sweet morsel for you to taste from their WIPs. Mine is from Moonbeams of Unintended Consequences. I hope you enjoy it. Lily meets her real father for the first time, although she does not know that he is. They are in Chicago because he has offered to be tested as a live organ donor, after the death of his beloved wife. She would have wanted him to offer any help he could.
The participating authors are grouped on a page and listed one by beautiful one like presents below a Christmas tree. Please, go should them some Holiday love and read their offerings, too. God bless and keep you safe in His loving heart.
Happy Holidays, Happy Hanukkah and Happy Holidays!
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“I am
glad to see you made it! And just in time for a late lunch! And who is this
young lady? Miss Lily, I presume?” Simon bent further at the waist in a grand
gesture of welcome to Lily.
“And you
must be Mr Simon. But, Mummy didn’t tell me you were black.”
“Lily!
Oh, Simon, I am so sorry! Lily how could you say something like that?”
“Well,
you didn’t, Mummy.” Lily seemed confused at the response from her mother but
matter-of-factly extended her hand for Simon to shake.
“I am. I
mean, I am Mr Simon. I guess I am black, too. Does it matter?” Simon shook the little girl’s hand with a
level of mock seriousness. Jordan refrained, apparently, from any further
interference.
“No,
should it?”
“Of
course not. Personally, I like being black. I think it suits me.”
“You
know? ...Being black does suit you! You have a very deep voice. You look like the man on the cd’s
Mummy has of a famous singer. I think she has all of his cd’s.”
“Does
she now?” Simon looked at Jordan and leaned in to hug her in welcome. She
smelled of lavender and vanilla, as he always remembered her. Bud was
collecting their luggage from the trunk and steering clear of this
conversation. “Just leave them in the hallway, Bud. I will take them back to
the guest house later. The ladies may need something to freshen up for lunch.
Why don’t you stay, too, Bud, and have a bite with Maddie? She has prepared
chicken salad. She always enjoys your company, no matter what she says.”
“Thanks,
Mr D. She can be contrary, but I love her chicken salad. I’ll just leave these
here, for the ladies. Okay right here, Mr D?”
“Perfect,
Bud!” Bud tipped his hat to Jordan and Lily then removed it from his head as he
walked down the ceremonial entrance to the back of the house and the kitchen.
“So, Ms
Jordan. You have all my cd’s, now, do you? The mouse has jumped clean outta
that bag!”
“It IS you! Mummy didn’t tell me that
either.”
“Well,
some things are more fun if they are a surprise. Would you like to meet my
little girls and my son? Not that you have much choice in the matter. Here they
come barreling now!”
“Yes,
please…”
‘Slow
down, kids, slowwwwwww down! This is Lily and her mother, Jordan. They will be
staying with us in the guest house for a few days. This is Simon Jr, Lianna and
my oldest, Saile.”
“Hi,
Lily,” Saile said with a warm smile.
“Hi, I’m
Simon”
“Yes, I
guessed that,” Lily replied sweetly.
“And I
am the baby of the family, Lianna. I am six and a half years old, so I am NOT a
baby. But that’s what everyone always says. I would rather be a ballerina or the princess of
the family. See my crown? Would you like to be a princess, too?” Lianna lowered
her chin so Lily could get a closer look at her rhinestone tiara.
“Oh,
yes! Do you have another crown?”
“No, but
you can wear this one, if you want.”
“Oh, I
wouldn’t dream of taking yours!”
“You
girls can figure out the crown thing after lunch. Let’s all go see Miss Maddie.
Are you hungry, Lily?
“Oh,
yes, sir, Mr Simon. I am starving!”
Laughing, Jordan and Simon shared a glance and an unspoken moment usually reserved for lovers. Thus, began the friendship between the children. Lily wove her way into Simon’s heart at first glance. She was a charming, precocious child, very intelligent and quick witted. He was already her willing slave.
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