12.10 The Abyss of WonderLand
One of my normal zoo passages entailed a quick glance at the alligators and the monkeys. Monkeys sometimes got a longer pause unless they became angry and started throwing their poop. Most people skipped the…
Penelope’s fated match with the mysterious Timothy leads her into
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One of my normal zoo passages entailed a quick glance at the alligators and the monkeys. Monkeys sometimes got a longer pause unless they became angry and started throwing their poop. Most people skipped the…
I made a face. I wasn’t fond of talking about myself. It was too sad — and dull as unseasoned lima beans. “I went to school. I rode my bike. I played volleyball with my…
When Sammy moved in, she’d brought with her a few odd souvenirs from her past: a poster of France, although she’d never been there, some trophies she’d won at tennis events, a modern art sculpture,…
Prelude How do you know your soul mate? Does your heart beat faster? Do your knees quake…
Actually, I liked the way my hair looked. I’d never wanted to be a blonde, and curly hair…
I was poring over the sad case of Mr. Samuel Gonzalez, comparing his expenses with his income deficit…
After that, I hunkered down and got back to work. I completely forgot about the hair appointment…
I slammed my finger on the elevator button and took a bite out of my semi-wrapped sandwich. I…
Apparently, Simone’s space was the room at the end. It was spacious, elegant, and pink with dashes…
As if I hadn’t been scared enough of this beauty parlor trip, Simone’s statements were making me even…
And then came the moment that I began to rise up from my deadened awareness. It was the…
Simone glanced at the clock in the corner, one that I hadn’t noticed in my sleepy daze. “You…
Again she laughed gently, patted my arm, then clapped her hands. That was apparently the signal for several…
Simone finally issued her statement. “Yes. The red dress is the best. The shoes fit you best, too,…
It was not a long ride to Judy’s house. I had no time to recall the hours I’d…
“A diet coke?” I said, hating the way my voice always added a question mark at the end…
Timothy: (back story, move forward in book?) My dinners with Judy and her husband, Ed, were becoming…
The man was amazingly quick. With the rapidity of a viper, he seized my open palm, turned it…
I suppose that once my eyes were finally freed from the couch’s design and texture, it was only…
“Does that mean you find me pleasing?” he asked as he moved a chair closer and sat down…
That brought a smile to the man’s face. Not the fake or polite kind, but a genuine Duchenne…
But that was a subject I wasn’t about to go into. For one thing, I was sitting in…
Oh my. I couldn’t see any of that, so where was my mental image coming from? Why did…
“We were sharing our thoughts,” Timothy said. “But in so doing, we became stupefied by the process of…
My nervous twitching only popped out another of Timothy’s dimples, as he smiled at me like he was…
And the smile that Timothy gave me when he lifted his lips from my hand, sent another tremor…
(Timothy continued) Andrew teases me, but he isn’t cruel. We’ve been friends too long for him to…
Penelope (continued) “Simone, I never asked for any of this, and I can’t pay for it. Even if…
The delivery man had told me that the roses came with no card, but, of course, I…
I breathed in deeply, no longer smelling the roses. Chocolate filled the air. I carried the box into…
“I don’t think I should be accepting all these gifts from a man I just met. It’s .…
I laughed. “Godiva chocolates — do you want some, or all. I really shouldn’t be eating such things.”…
“Thank you, Simone, for bringing her the coat I requested,” Timothy said, glancing at the end of…
Most people don’t concentrate fully on the person they’re standing with. They accept that presence, occupy the…
“I hear, Penelope. I will do my best not to trample on your independence and the strength…
Timothy I had chosen a restaurant that we could walk to, so that Penelope wouldn’t be intimidated by…
Penelope Our walk to the restaurant was at first quiet. Timothy seemed troubled by something, but all at…
“Eyes follow you everywhere, my love.” Timothy whispered, drawing my hand to his side. “As long as their…
My glass had been filled with white wine. I can’t remember what kind of wine it was, but…
The risotto was okay. I don’t think it matched whatever the amount of its high price tag. (The…
And the smell! The nightclub had an odor that combined sweat, booze, and women’s and men’s cheap perfume…
I must have withdrawn slightly at his words, so he hugged me closer. “Reading a book is sufficient…
He was right. It wasn’t safe to be walking here. I was just about to change my mind…
Most men would have been offended that I’d taken the lead and not let their manhood win the…
Penelope: There were no queries at work about my dates with the hot new man and no…
At least, I was private and unnoticed in my newness until the flowers began to flow. That Monday…
Any slight irritation at their attitudes quickly fled. With her words, I understood why the women had been…
“Are you Penelope Casey? “ the man asked, glancing at a photo of me that was apparently attached…
Someone pushed the button on the ground floor call box, and when I heard his voice, I buzzed…
Timothy had brought us pasta, picked up at a local Italian restaurant. Lots of garlic, but since we…
When Sammy moved in, she’d brought with her a few odd souvenirs from her past: a poster of…
I made a face. I wasn’t fond of talking about myself. It was too sad — and dull…
One of my normal zoo passages entailed a quick glance at the alligators and the monkeys. Monkeys sometimes…
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