For those of you who read the first one, this is the sequel that I threatened would come. It still remains religious in tone. It features more from the daughters though still told from the father's point of view. I hope you enjoy this effort. It just flowed. You might even find some surprises. RG
It's the classic story. He was a divorced college professor... cynical, detached, and supercilious. She was a farmer’s ex-wife with little education, no husband, two kids, and all the spirit in the world. They stumbled on each other under the oddest of circumstances. And then the universe did everything it could to keep them apart. But sometimes even fate can’t prevent the inevitable. Read on and see how bumping into the right person can make your life infinitely better.
Julie knew she was falling in love with a co-worker, an older guy named Sam. Sam had lost his wife years earlier and Julie suspected he was still grieving. Just as she began to feel there was a chance for the two of them, she heard Sam's late wife had been a supermodel. Looking at herself, Julie saw someone tall & skinny, average looks, very small boobs and hardly any butt. Is there a chance Sam could stop loving memories of perfection and be interested in her?
Jennifer dreams of Santa at Christmas, as if catching St Nick placing presents at the end of her bed, or sometimes she just dreams that he visits. With an assuring voice he calms her and she goes back to sleep. She once told her parents about her dream but they told her to forget it. Now almost 30, she kicked out her boyfriend of 8 years for cheating, but to fend off her grandchild-wanting mother made up a fake boyfriend. Now she will have to confess. And suddenly Santa comes early....
Her long planned biking vacation turned into a nightmare because of a storm that was supposed to be south of them. She tried to keep her spirits up by singing the old song: 'Singin' in the rain', which she actually was doing. But the whole trip was turning into a disaster, until he came along in his RV with his faithful companion Boney, his dog, and rescued her.
Marcus and the others are no longer just surviving the world—they’re shaping it. Erin has always known what she wants. Now she’s orchestrating it. Helen is learning that submission isn’t surrender. Bobbi, stripped of her old identity, stands at a crossroads. New women cross his path. Old ones return. Some hand him their heart. Some, a leash. Some, a knife in the back. And then there are the ones waiting for him to stumble. It's hard to rest when you have a target painted on your back.