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Cindy Bradford
The train was less crowded and quieter on Saturday and Carol was glad of that. The commuters were taking a well deserved respite in the suburbs. Taking a seat by the window, she sat by herself, glancing out at the skyscrapers, the steam rising from the tops of buildings and the lines of traffic as they flew by her sight. Her thoughts turned to Patrick and the tranquility that life in Maine brought. [Read more...]
What’s your New Year’s resolution? If you are like me, it rarely matters. I had the same ones for years until I finally decided not to make them any more. Now, I simply ask myself how can I just be a better person in the coming year and what can I accomplish? Those probably won’t work either, but that is the hope.
I’ve enjoyed these last two years working on my books and traveling. I have a children’s book waiting in the wings, which my great niece is illustrating. She is a super talented young lady, but she is also extremely busy being a teenager so I have promised not to rush her. If she finishes it in 2011, that will be wonderful; if it takes longer, that is okay as well. [Read more...]
I hope you have all recovered from a wonderful Christmas. Now you can take down the tree and put away the decorations. Then it is the time to relax by the fire with a cup of hot chocolate and a good book. [Read more...]
I love this time of the year. Everyone seems a little kinder, a little gentler. The twinkling of the lights has a calming effect, and the holiday greetings put a smile on my face. Of course, it’s busy and somewhat stressful to get everything done and attend all those parties!! Yet, no matter, it’s well worth it to re-connect with people and remember the important things like family and friends and pause to reflect on the true meaning of the holidays. [Read more...]
Cindy Bradford
It was almost six o’clock when Carol arrived at Fredrico and Marc’s, exhausted but pleased that she had been able to find the perfect dress.
One ring of the doorbell and the door sprang open.
“Carol, my dear Carol. Come in. The drinks are chilling,” Marc half shrieked, hugging her. Fredrico instantly joined them.
“Patrick just called. He got our number from Nancy. He said he would try again in half an hour. I assured him you would be along soon.”
“I forgot last night to tell him where I’d be. Did he sound all right?” [Read more...]
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