This book has been sitting in the ‘to-be-done’ tray, so this month it is going to get the second revision and release to beta readers.

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The inimitable Mrs Bakersfield

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It’s not every day of the week you get to meet a genuine god-zillionaire.  Or so it seems to our boy.

She is Mrs Bakersfield, CEO of a conglomerate, rivalling the once fortunes of the Rockefellers, Vanderbilts, and others.  To her granddaughter, Emily, she is simply Grandma.

It doesn’t take long to see that her grandmother and Emile have a special bond, one that might have included Emily’s mother, Grandma’s daughter.

And for the record, Emily and Tim are her last two direct descendants.

Of course, Grandma has noticed the change in her granddaughter because of our boy and she has a private talk.

It is an interesting conversation.  She can see that he has the same affection for Emily as Emily does for him, enough to believe that something might come of the relationship.

She is no doubt aware of the differences in background, but sometimes those are just details.

She offers him a job, well, not so much a job, but an introduction to the HR manager, the equivalent one might say to an interview.

Oh, and one final detail, the grandmother has stage four cancer and has only a matter of weeks to live.

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This book has been sitting in the ‘to-be-done’ tray, so this month it is going to get the second revision and release to beta readers.

…

A visit to New York

…

I remember my first trip to New York.  We came via Los Angeles, and we were late arriving and therefore missed our outgoing flight.

It was winter, but in LA it was not cold.  That first trip we didn’t really know what cold was about.

Then, New York had been suffering from snowstorms and the weather was so bad it had stopped arrivals.  We were delayed, then got on the plane, and waited, and waited, until the pilot decided we were going, come hell or high water.

What happened?

We arrived at two in the morning, at a terminal that hadn’t been used for years, along with four or five other planes and thousands of bags sans carousels.

It was the stuff of memories, no matter how much hardship was thrown at us.

Of course, none of this is relevant to the story.  Our boy is summoned to New York, gets a ride in the corporate jet, and is staying at a swanky hotel.

There will, he knows, be a price to be paid.

But, reunited with the love of his life, all is good.

For now.

…

This book has been sitting in the ‘to-be-done’ tray, so this month it is going to get the second revision and release to beta readers.

…

The inimitable Mrs Bakersfield

…

It’s not every day of the week you get to meet a genuine god-zillionaire.  Or so it seems to our boy.

She is Mrs Bakersfield, CEO of a conglomerate, rivalling the once fortunes of the Rockefellers, Vanderbilts, and others.  To her granddaughter, Emily, she is simply Grandma.

It doesn’t take long to see that her grandmother and Emile have a special bond, one that might have included Emily’s mother, Grandma’s daughter.

And for the record, Emily and Tim are her last two direct descendants.

Of course, Grandma has noticed the change in her granddaughter because of our boy and she has a private talk.

It is an interesting conversation.  She can see that he has the same affection for Emily as Emily does for him, enough to believe that something might come of the relationship.

She is no doubt aware of the differences in background, but sometimes those are just details.

She offers him a job, well, not so much a job, but an introduction to the HR manager, the equivalent one might say to an interview.

Oh, and one final detail, the grandmother has stage four cancer and has only a matter of weeks to live.

…

This book has been sitting in the ‘to-be-done’ tray, so this month it is going to get the second revision and release to beta readers.

…

The inimitable Mrs Bakersfield

…

It’s not every day of the week you get to meet a genuine god-zillionaire.  Or so it seems to our boy.

She is Mrs Bakersfield, CEO of a conglomerate, rivalling the once fortunes of the Rockefellers, Vanderbilts, and others.  To her granddaughter, Emily, she is simply Grandma.

It doesn’t take long to see that her grandmother and Emile have a special bond, one that might have included Emily’s mother, Grandma’s daughter.

And for the record, Emily and Tim are her last two direct descendants.

Of course, Grandma has noticed the change in her granddaughter because of our boy and she has a private talk.

It is an interesting conversation.  She can see that he has the same affection for Emily as Emily does for him, enough to believe that something might come of the relationship.

She is no doubt aware of the differences in background, but sometimes those are just details.

She offers him a job, well, not so much a job, but an introduction to the HR manager, the equivalent one might say to an interview.

Oh, and one final detail, the grandmother has stage four cancer and has only a matter of weeks to live.

…

This book has been sitting in the ‘to-be-done’ tray, so this month it is going to get the second revision and release to beta readers.

…

A visit to New York

…

I remember my first trip to New York.  We came via Los Angeles, and we were late arriving and therefore missed our outgoing flight.

It was winter, but in LA it was not cold.  That first trip we didn’t really know what cold was about.

Then, New York had been suffering from snowstorms and the weather was so bad it had stopped arrivals.  We were delayed, then got on the plane, and waited, and waited, until the pilot decided we were going, come hell or high water.

What happened?

We arrived at two in the morning, at a terminal that hadn’t been used for years, along with four or five other planes and thousands of bags sans carousels.

It was the stuff of memories, no matter how much hardship was thrown at us.

Of course, none of this is relevant to the story.  Our boy is summoned to New York, gets a ride in the corporate jet, and is staying at a swanky hotel.

There will, he knows, be a price to be paid.

But, reunited with the love of his life, all is good.

For now.

…

This book has been sitting in the ‘to-be-done’ tray, so this month it is going to get the second revision and release to beta readers.

…

Oops, I think it was too much.

…

Our girl goes missing.

Our boy has not received a call for a day or two, and there’s no answer when he calls.

Has the use-by date just been declared?

The experience at the charity was hardly what she had expected, and it was only reasonable to believe that her arrival would cause a few issues.

The head of the charity tried to explain to the boy that the people would not recognise the fact she was trying to help, just the fact she was part of the problem.  Behaving irresponsibly and then trying to mend those ways didn’t sit well with anyone.

The boy’s friends think he’s bonkers for trying to get her in to help.

So he assumes radio silence is the same as a break-up, and laments the fact to his sister, happy to see her little brother finally get the girl, but that the girl had to be who she was.  She secretly doesn’t think it will last, or worse, that he will stuff it up somehow..

Except he goes to visit his sister and finds the girl there.

Explanation, she was whisked away to New York to be with her grandmother who had stage 4 cancer and is not long for this world.

The girl and her grandmother have a special relationship since her mother died, and both she and her brother Tim are the only other living relatives of this grandmother.  She is also very, very wealthy, and there is another story about what’s going to happen to it when she dies.

Cue the vultures, circling the almost-dead carcass at the waterhole.

…

This book has been sitting in the ‘to-be-done’ tray, so this month it is going to get the second revision and release to beta readers.

…

A visit to New York

…

I remember my first trip to New York.  We came via Los Angeles, and we were late arriving and therefore missed our outgoing flight.

It was winter, but in LA it was not cold.  That first trip we didn’t really know what cold was about.

Then, New York had been suffering from snowstorms and the weather was so bad it had stopped arrivals.  We were delayed, then got on the plane, and waited, and waited, until the pilot decided we were going, come hell or high water.

What happened?

We arrived at two in the morning, at a terminal that hadn’t been used for years, along with four or five other planes and thousands of bags sans carousels.

It was the stuff of memories, no matter how much hardship was thrown at us.

Of course, none of this is relevant to the story.  Our boy is summoned to New York, gets a ride in the corporate jet, and is staying at a swanky hotel.

There will, he knows, be a price to be paid.

But, reunited with the love of his life, all is good.

For now.

…

This book has been sitting in the ‘to-be-done’ tray, so this month it is going to get the second revision and release to beta readers.

…

A visit to New York

…

I remember my first trip to New York.  We came via Los Angeles, and we were late arriving and therefore missed our outgoing flight.

It was winter, but in LA it was not cold.  That first trip we didn’t really know what cold was about.

Then, New York had been suffering from snowstorms and the weather was so bad it had stopped arrivals.  We were delayed, then got on the plane, and waited, and waited, until the pilot decided we were going, come hell or high water.

What happened?

We arrived at two in the morning, at a terminal that hadn’t been used for years, along with four or five other planes and thousands of bags sans carousels.

It was the stuff of memories, no matter how much hardship was thrown at us.

Of course, none of this is relevant to the story.  Our boy is summoned to New York, gets a ride in the corporate jet, and is staying at a swanky hotel.

There will, he knows, be a price to be paid.

But, reunited with the love of his life, all is good.

For now.

…

This book has been sitting in the ‘to-be-done’ tray, so this month it is going to get the second revision and release to beta readers.

…

Oops, I think it was too much.

…

Our girl goes missing.

Our boy has not received a call for a day or two, and there’s no answer when he calls.

Has the use-by date just been declared?

The experience at the charity was hardly what she had expected, and it was only reasonable to believe that her arrival would cause a few issues.

The head of the charity tried to explain to the boy that the people would not recognise the fact she was trying to help, just the fact she was part of the problem.  Behaving irresponsibly and then trying to mend those ways didn’t sit well with anyone.

The boy’s friends think he’s bonkers for trying to get her in to help.

So he assumes radio silence is the same as a break-up, and laments the fact to his sister, happy to see her little brother finally get the girl, but that the girl had to be who she was.  She secretly doesn’t think it will last, or worse, that he will stuff it up somehow..

Except he goes to visit his sister and finds the girl there.

Explanation, she was whisked away to New York to be with her grandmother who had stage 4 cancer and is not long for this world.

The girl and her grandmother have a special relationship since her mother died, and both she and her brother Tim are the only other living relatives of this grandmother.  She is also very, very wealthy, and there is another story about what’s going to happen to it when she dies.

Cue the vultures, circling the almost-dead carcass at the waterhole.

…

This book has been sitting in the ‘to-be-done’ tray, so this month it is going to get the second revision and release to beta readers.

…

Oops, I think it was too much.

…

Our girl goes missing.

Our boy has not received a call for a day or two, and there’s no answer when he calls.

Has the use-by date just been declared?

The experience at the charity was hardly what she had expected, and it was only reasonable to believe that her arrival would cause a few issues.

The head of the charity tried to explain to the boy that the people would not recognise the fact she was trying to help, just the fact she was part of the problem.  Behaving irresponsibly and then trying to mend those ways didn’t sit well with anyone.

The boy’s friends think he’s bonkers for trying to get her in to help.

So he assumes radio silence is the same as a break-up, and laments the fact to his sister, happy to see her little brother finally get the girl, but that the girl had to be who she was.  She secretly doesn’t think it will last, or worse, that he will stuff it up somehow..

Except he goes to visit his sister and finds the girl there.

Explanation, she was whisked away to New York to be with her grandmother who had stage 4 cancer and is not long for this world.

The girl and her grandmother have a special relationship since her mother died, and both she and her brother Tim are the only other living relatives of this grandmother.  She is also very, very wealthy, and there is another story about what’s going to happen to it when she dies.

Cue the vultures, circling the almost-dead carcass at the waterhole.

…