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The Letter

The Letter (Chapter Twenty-Seven)

As always, Dennis knew exactly what she needed and provided it. As she stood on the deck of the little cottage at the top of the walkway leading to the shore, she marveled at how well he understood her. Leave it to Dennis to arrange for them to enjoy an end-of-summer vacation on [...]

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The Letter (Chapter Twenty-Six)

“Leaving?” she responded breathlessly to the curve ball fate had just pitched directly to her. “No, I’m not leaving. I’ll be back in a few moments.”
“Oh, good!” he said genially. “I was hoping we could catch up a bit.”

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The Letter (Chapter Twenty-Five)

“I am totally impressed that you became a doctor,” she told her former biology classmate, Georgia, “especially after having me as a lab partner! Quite an accomplishment!” she laughed.
“Actually, you inspired me,” Georgia replied.
“I did?” she asked incredulously. “How in the world did I manage that? When it came to anything science-related, [...]

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The Letter (Chapter Twenty-Four)

The telephone began ringing just as she closed the door to her hotel room and started down the hallway toward the elevator. She never even considered not turning back to answer, confident that the call was either from her son or Dennis.
“Hey, Mom,” her son said cheerily before she even had a chance to [...]

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The Letter (Chapter Twenty-Three)

“And you got married just like that?” Amy said incredulously.
“Just like that!” she laughed. “It was an amazing day. We only had about twenty-five guests and got married, barefooted, on the beach at sundown.”
“When did you tell your families that you were pregnant?” Amy pressed.
“During the reception! Dennis proposed a toast to [...]

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The Letter (Chapter Twenty-Two)

The florist delivered the flowers late Saturday afternoon. A beautiful bouquet of her favorites — delicate pink roses. The card said simply, “You will be picked up at noon on Sunday. Be ready. Love, D.”

She opened the door and was greeted by a uniformed driver. “I don’t think you have the right [...]

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The Letter (Chapter Twenty-One)

She knew what she had to do — and that she needed to do it now. Procrastinating would only make the task ahead more difficult — for both of them.
Her circumstances — and the future of her unborn child — required that she be fearless now. Decisive. Determined. Protective.
As she showered [...]

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The Letter (Chapter Twenty)

“I just don’t understand why the doctor can’t prescribe something to help you.” Her friend was clearly irritated. “How long did he say it would take for this thing to ‘run its course’?” she inquired.
“I told you,” she responded, staring out the passenger window of the vehicle as she adjusted her sunglasses to [...]

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The Letter (Chapter Nineteen)

“Breathe . . . breathe,” her friend urged, as she knelt alongside her chair, rubbing and patting her back. “Come on . . . deep breaths. You can do it. Get some air into your lungs . . . there you go . . . you’ll be all right.”
Upon hearing that he [...]

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The Letter (Chapter Eighteen)

The ringing telephone startled her awake. She sat straight up on the couch, disoriented. The telephone was on the coffee table directly in front of her with a hand-written note taped to it: “Make an appointment with the doctor. I’ll call later and check up on you. Love, Me.”
She threw [...]

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The Letter (Chapter Seventeen)

The sun was just setting when they arrived at the nearly empty restaurant. He turned to her and asked, “Would you like to take a walk on the beach before we have dinner?”
Although she didn’t feel well and would have preferred to be home sleeping, it was a beautiful night. The sky [...]

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