Sylvie Stories – 1. Walking the Edge
“We’re close to an arrest,” Rob confides.
“Of course, Detective. You always get your man.”
“Or woman,” he muses. I laugh.
During our magical afternoon together, he never mentions the jewel robbery.
“Dinner?”
“Pick me up at eight.”
I wear my favorite pale green silk, trying on the magnificent emeralds just for fun.
He arrives early, surprising me, views the bracelet with alarm.
“Sylvie??”
I can’t bear the expression in his blue eyes.
“It’s paste, silly,” I lie.
He’s the love of my life. I’d do anything for him, except abandon my life’s work.
Someday I’ll explain.
But not today.
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Great story, Fuji, will the romance last when her secret is revealed? Let me get to part 2
Torn between two loves, the love of her life and her addiction (or devotion?) to her work, what an unenviable situation. An intriguing story, Fuji, really well written, as always. Now on to Part 2!
A great love story that fascinates me. Now turning to part 2. Well done.
Thank goodness you’ve posted part 2 already! I’m intrigued and so many possibilities running through my mind. Well done.