you want to do. Just live and experience life. I will pay for everything,” David pleaded with Miranda.
Miranda sighed. “Ok, Davey. I will go because it means so much to you. But promise me, if it doesn’t work out, you will bring me home.”
“Deal, Mandy…you got a deal,” David exhaled.
Ten years later, Miranda was back in her childhood home because she owned it and the 10 acres of land. Davey was gone now. So many times she asked to come home after college. She enjoyed the real estate business, but missed her true home. David had always replied, “Not yet. Wait a while.” After a couple of years, she stopped pleading with him and their phone calls dwindled down to once a month, and sometimes not even that often.
Aunt Sadie died and left her property to Mandy, which she promptly sold and bought a condo closer to the city. If she was going to live here, she was going to enjoy what it had to offer. She adored the restaurants, gyms, indoor tracks where she could run…and the nightlife was fantastic. There were night clubs all over LA, but the one she frequented the most was Singles.
It was kind of a meat market, but the music was loud and the drinks cheap. That’s where she met Hank. Hank Castile.
One fateful night, after a few drinks, dancing and a lot of sweet talk, Miranda was hooked on the blonde Adonis named Hank. She had been young and impressionable, but Hank had been charming and cute until a horrible dark side reared its ugly head. By the time Hank showed her his true nature, a control freak and dominant, she was in too deep.
Three years later, after the death of her brother, she risked it all to run away from him. Hank threatened Miranda the night before she left. Little did he know, she had the tapes and she was in control for the first time in their relationship. Never again was a man going to do that to her…never!
She packed all that she had at his apartment, left him a well written note and called a cab. She had purchased the Lexus the week before and had it in storage along with the other belongings from her condo. The sale of her condo had gone through just a couple of days ago and the proceeds were safely in her account. From the backseat of the cab, she called the office and quit her job. Arriving at the storage uni {e shert, she got out of the cab and threw the driver a hundred dollar bill.
She unlocked the storage doors. There sat the Lexus with all her belongings packed in the trunk and back seat. Roaring the engine to life, she pulled out and headed for the highway. Out of town, out of Cali and out of Hank’s life forever.
Miranda’s cell phone rang.
“You’ll never get free from me, Mandy. You’ll never be able to shake me,” Hank’s sinister voice oozed through the phone.
“The fuck I won’t, Hank. You son of a bitch, I have the tapes. You lose, motherfucker,” she said in a calm and controlled voice. Hearing Hank gasp and start to scream obscenities, Miranda threw the cell phone out the window onto the busy highway and laughed out loud.
“I win, Hank…I WIN!”
***********
Thinking about the past brought mixed emotions. She was glad to be away from Hank but deep down, she feared he would show up in Willow…or send one of his goons.
Shaking the distraction from her mind, Miranda got up and went to the kitchen to start preparing tonight’s dinner with Jude. She cooked fairly well and lasagna was her specialty. This was going to be a good night and Jude had a surprise or two coming.
She already knew which box she was going to unpack while dinner was cooking…the one with the fishnet stockings and her 6” red heels.
Chapter 14
After hanging up with Miranda, Jude leaned back and put his feet up on his desk.
Miranda sighed. “Ok, Davey. I will go because it means so much to you. But promise me, if it doesn’t work out, you will bring me home.”
“Deal, Mandy…you got a deal,” David exhaled.
Ten years later, Miranda was back in her childhood home because she owned it and the 10 acres of land. Davey was gone now. So many times she asked to come home after college. She enjoyed the real estate business, but missed her true home. David had always replied, “Not yet. Wait a while.” After a couple of years, she stopped pleading with him and their phone calls dwindled down to once a month, and sometimes not even that often.
Aunt Sadie died and left her property to Mandy, which she promptly sold and bought a condo closer to the city. If she was going to live here, she was going to enjoy what it had to offer. She adored the restaurants, gyms, indoor tracks where she could run…and the nightlife was fantastic. There were night clubs all over LA, but the one she frequented the most was Singles.
It was kind of a meat market, but the music was loud and the drinks cheap. That’s where she met Hank. Hank Castile.
One fateful night, after a few drinks, dancing and a lot of sweet talk, Miranda was hooked on the blonde Adonis named Hank. She had been young and impressionable, but Hank had been charming and cute until a horrible dark side reared its ugly head. By the time Hank showed her his true nature, a control freak and dominant, she was in too deep.
Three years later, after the death of her brother, she risked it all to run away from him. Hank threatened Miranda the night before she left. Little did he know, she had the tapes and she was in control for the first time in their relationship. Never again was a man going to do that to her…never!
She packed all that she had at his apartment, left him a well written note and called a cab. She had purchased the Lexus the week before and had it in storage along with the other belongings from her condo. The sale of her condo had gone through just a couple of days ago and the proceeds were safely in her account. From the backseat of the cab, she called the office and quit her job. Arriving at the storage uni {e shert, she got out of the cab and threw the driver a hundred dollar bill.
She unlocked the storage doors. There sat the Lexus with all her belongings packed in the trunk and back seat. Roaring the engine to life, she pulled out and headed for the highway. Out of town, out of Cali and out of Hank’s life forever.
Miranda’s cell phone rang.
“You’ll never get free from me, Mandy. You’ll never be able to shake me,” Hank’s sinister voice oozed through the phone.
“The fuck I won’t, Hank. You son of a bitch, I have the tapes. You lose, motherfucker,” she said in a calm and controlled voice. Hearing Hank gasp and start to scream obscenities, Miranda threw the cell phone out the window onto the busy highway and laughed out loud.
“I win, Hank…I WIN!”
***********
Thinking about the past brought mixed emotions. She was glad to be away from Hank but deep down, she feared he would show up in Willow…or send one of his goons.
Shaking the distraction from her mind, Miranda got up and went to the kitchen to start preparing tonight’s dinner with Jude. She cooked fairly well and lasagna was her specialty. This was going to be a good night and Jude had a surprise or two coming.
She already knew which box she was going to unpack while dinner was cooking…the one with the fishnet stockings and her 6” red heels.
Chapter 14
After hanging up with Miranda, Jude leaned back and put his feet up on his desk.
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