the side, but I was a fool. It wasn’t until I lost you so completely that I realized what a huge mistake I’d made. God, you don’t do things by half, do you? Not only did you leave New York, you left the States as well! It’s taken me all this time to persuade Josie to give me your London address. I guess you can say she’s a very loyal friend; she certainly all but spat in my eye when I turned up at her door.
Laura sighed, wishing Josie had held out.
Anyway, you must be wondering where all this is leading. The truth is, I miss you, honey, and I want you back, so, like they say in all the best scripts, I’m going to drop everything to follow you, I’m not needed on-set for a month now—my character’s been sent to Alaska to look for his long-lost twin brother, would you believe! That makes two brothers, a half-sister, two stepsisters, three lovechildren and a fairy godfather since the show began! As I was saying, I have a month off, so I’m using the break to visit England and get you back. So expect me soon, and you’d better believe I won’t leave until you give me another chance.
I guess what I’m saying is that I love you, Laura. I can’t get you out of my system, and if you knew what an Oscar-winning performance I put in to get your address out of Josie, you’d know I was telling the truth.
I know you’ll probably hate getting this letter, and that if you knew when I was coming, you’d be out of town for the day, so I’m not giving any dates. Just give me a chance to redeem myself. I adore you. Kyle.
Laura was bemused. Never in a million years had she expected anything like this. Not only an abject apology, but a wealth of groveling too!
Slowly she refolded the letter. Kyle meant what he said, he’d just turn up at her door, so she had to give the matter some thought between now and then. To begin with, did she still want him? She’d spent the past months trying to forget Kyle McKenna, and now he was trying to barge his way back into her life.
With a sigh, she pushed the letter into her jeans pocket. She wished Jenny were here, for it would be good to discuss the pros and cons of Kyle with a girlfriend. Pros and cons? There shouldn’t be any pros!
With Freudian expressiveness, she speared a sausage with her fork. She was on vacation, and Kyle McKenna could go to the devil right now. Besides, last night she’d been with a man so shatteringly exciting that he left Kyle in the shade! A man she’d like to see again, in spite of his coolness when they’d parted after the waltz. In the space of a heartbeat Kyle ceased to exist, and she decided that after breakfast she’d go back to the gate by the bridge. Just in case there might be another adventure...
As she drove out of the hotel grounds a little later, she had to slam on the brakes to avoid an elderly man in a motorized wheelchair, who turned in from the steep lodge corner right in front of her. His sudden appearance sent her heart into her mouth,
The little vehicle wobbled to a standstill, and he smiled apologetically. He had rosy cheeks, bright blue eyes, thick white eyebrows, and a bushy beard that covered the lower half of his face, so she couldn’t help thinking what a great Santa Claus he’d make.
She leaned out. “Oh, God, I’m so sorry, I just didn’t see you!”
“It was my fault, I should have looked first.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“There’s no harm done.”
As he trundled on along the hotel drive, his wheelchair motor whirring busily, she realized he must be Gulliver Harcourt, unless there was another man in such a wheelchair in the neighborhood. Oh, well, now wasn’t the time to talk. She’d leave it for later.
She was pleased to remember the tortuous route back down to the little bridge, and the gate beyond. This time she was sure to park well out of the way of tractors. Everything looked much better in sunlight, but then she’d seen it on a bright day in May, hadn’t she? She smiled to
Laura sighed, wishing Josie had held out.
Anyway, you must be wondering where all this is leading. The truth is, I miss you, honey, and I want you back, so, like they say in all the best scripts, I’m going to drop everything to follow you, I’m not needed on-set for a month now—my character’s been sent to Alaska to look for his long-lost twin brother, would you believe! That makes two brothers, a half-sister, two stepsisters, three lovechildren and a fairy godfather since the show began! As I was saying, I have a month off, so I’m using the break to visit England and get you back. So expect me soon, and you’d better believe I won’t leave until you give me another chance.
I guess what I’m saying is that I love you, Laura. I can’t get you out of my system, and if you knew what an Oscar-winning performance I put in to get your address out of Josie, you’d know I was telling the truth.
I know you’ll probably hate getting this letter, and that if you knew when I was coming, you’d be out of town for the day, so I’m not giving any dates. Just give me a chance to redeem myself. I adore you. Kyle.
Laura was bemused. Never in a million years had she expected anything like this. Not only an abject apology, but a wealth of groveling too!
Slowly she refolded the letter. Kyle meant what he said, he’d just turn up at her door, so she had to give the matter some thought between now and then. To begin with, did she still want him? She’d spent the past months trying to forget Kyle McKenna, and now he was trying to barge his way back into her life.
With a sigh, she pushed the letter into her jeans pocket. She wished Jenny were here, for it would be good to discuss the pros and cons of Kyle with a girlfriend. Pros and cons? There shouldn’t be any pros!
With Freudian expressiveness, she speared a sausage with her fork. She was on vacation, and Kyle McKenna could go to the devil right now. Besides, last night she’d been with a man so shatteringly exciting that he left Kyle in the shade! A man she’d like to see again, in spite of his coolness when they’d parted after the waltz. In the space of a heartbeat Kyle ceased to exist, and she decided that after breakfast she’d go back to the gate by the bridge. Just in case there might be another adventure...
As she drove out of the hotel grounds a little later, she had to slam on the brakes to avoid an elderly man in a motorized wheelchair, who turned in from the steep lodge corner right in front of her. His sudden appearance sent her heart into her mouth,
The little vehicle wobbled to a standstill, and he smiled apologetically. He had rosy cheeks, bright blue eyes, thick white eyebrows, and a bushy beard that covered the lower half of his face, so she couldn’t help thinking what a great Santa Claus he’d make.
She leaned out. “Oh, God, I’m so sorry, I just didn’t see you!”
“It was my fault, I should have looked first.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“There’s no harm done.”
As he trundled on along the hotel drive, his wheelchair motor whirring busily, she realized he must be Gulliver Harcourt, unless there was another man in such a wheelchair in the neighborhood. Oh, well, now wasn’t the time to talk. She’d leave it for later.
She was pleased to remember the tortuous route back down to the little bridge, and the gate beyond. This time she was sure to park well out of the way of tractors. Everything looked much better in sunlight, but then she’d seen it on a bright day in May, hadn’t she? She smiled to
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