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Heidi Takes a Trip

Finally, her contest-entering had paid off; and she won an all-expense-paid cruise of the Mediterranean. All-expense didn’t include airfare to Athens or “spirits,” which she assumed meant anything good to drink.

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Riley Begins to Thrive

Her first month as Dr. Wu’s executive assistant had been rough because she had to set down ground rules. Like he asked her to bring him a cup of coffee. Hell no. She told him it was self serve. Then it was a request to pick up his dry cleaning. Really? “I’m sorry. That’s an impossibility.” When he asked her why, she told him, “It’s inappropriate and could get us both into trouble.” She thought that was diplomatic enough.

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Bernice Worries

Not that she was a suspicious person, knock wood, but all her children seemed to be happy. At the moment. This was unheard of, so Bernice knew something was going on. But with which one of them? Or—all?

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A Gallery Evening

How apropos, Eden thought. An invitation to an opening at Glazé Galleria. Most likely all connected with the Renwick’s latest display of ceramics for which she got partial credit—and blame for that allegedly broken piece.

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Heidi, née Milena

Heart attacks. Were they in fashion with men? Look at Jerry. Despite the whispers, bondage was all his idea. She was to be his dominatrix. Black mask and all. At least no whip. All she really had to do was tell him he was a bad boy as she tied him to the bed.

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Bernice and Frank do Lunch

She was surprised that her son had bought a house. Was there something going on that she didn’t know about? Most likely. The kids shared only what they wanted to. Maybe the house would be a project for Frank, make him less stressed about being a lawyer—from which he was making a good living and thus could afford a house.

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Riley’s Job Offer

Another dissatisfied customer. Riley made a note to herself to call Simon in and see his side of the story. Maybe it wasn’t too late to become a lab technician or an insurance adjuster or, well—anything?

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Bernice Tries Dating

It was with a great sense of relief that Bernice Franklin walked away from her latest “date.” What had possessed her to think she couldn’t live alone for the rest of her life? She’d get a cat; she’d be fine.

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Riley Needs a Job

Skills. She had them. At middle management level. She could parlay what she did into another profession—like prison guard? What about going back to school to get her Ph.D. School boards like to hire someone with a doctorate.

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Steve Applebaum

The photo he had used for this new dating site, his umpteenth effort, was professionally taken. His glasses were missing and his hair was groomed. His mother called it Einstein hair.

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Eden has a Date

Oh, there were men. Her age. Let the swiping begin. But when she had a date, she found all she did was listen to how important the men were, what their out-sized hopes for the future were and who they knew and could name-drop.

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Frank and Lily

Frank was much better looking than she remembered. But then her glimpses of him were mainly fleeting, as Eden and she always went up to Eden’s bedroom to gossip and Snapchat with friends out of anyone’s, meaning, parents’, hearing.

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Lily Stanton

She laughed at those simple fears. Now. But she hadn’t when Federal agents showed up at their Tuscan orange door in a quiet street away from traffic but near enough to walk to the train.

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Frank Franklin

In preparation for a brighter future, Frank kept a close eye on his finances.  Living in a modest and not especially well-located apartment, he was able to put a fourth of his salary away every month—so far. That was thanks to no medical emergencies and his very generous benefits package.  The money accruing in various investment plans would go toward what he really wanted to do with his life.  Yet, here he was, about to turn thirty and he had absolutely no idea whither he should wander. 

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Bernice

All the advice columns said give yourself a year before you make any rash decisions after a life-changing event. And within that year since the divorce was final, Jerry was dead. Was that another life-changing event? Did she have to wait another year?

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The Daughters

Heidi had been married to their father exactly six months and seven days. Now he was dead, with the black widow getting everything. Where’s the payoff for being Dr. Frank’s children? He was there for everyone but not them. Patients came first. That was the lesson they learned very early in life. Hey, Dad, money isn’t love.

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