In Love by Design (The Adventures of Anabel Axelrod)

Author:Ellen, Tracy [Ellen, Tracy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-09-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter XIV

“She Wants To Move” by N.E.R.D.

Friday, 12/07/2012

2:01 PM

I stood by the Ford-150 and watched Pam’s Beemer go squealing out of the small parking lot. Her dickless wonder was out of town tonight and Jane of the Jungle’s off to mate with her Tarzan at a Minneapolis hotel near the airport.

I offered my advice to Pam for two main reasons. The first was so that Pam allowed herself some time to think of her future without it being conditional on the love of another man. The second was I don’t trust rebound love as far as I can throw it, especially when one or both of the people involved were in a marriage when it began. Illicit love was rife with angst and drama and really hot, consuming sex. When all the dust settled, it was back to the everyday life of a real relationship and that’s got to pale in comparison.

If I was really Pam’s friend, I should probably chain her up in the basement of Bel’s for a few weeks because, of course, Pammie didn’t hear a word I’d said. Wait, I take that back. She heard the part that she could tell Tarzan how she felt, so that he in turn can reassure her they will live happily ever after.

Pammie has squealed off to take down her man.

Do I think this was sordid and tacky behavior for a still married lady that calls herself a Christian?

Hmm, don’t know and don’t care, if Pam’s happy, I’m happy.

I do think Pam’s a good woman at heart, but she’s only human. She’s had a small taste of what it’s like to be wanted and loved, and that shined a glaring spotlight on the rest of her life. The past emptiness stood out in miserable relief under that unforgiving brightness. Maybe it would be smarter and look better publically for my friend to wait until after her divorce to pursue her lover, but it wasn’t as if I would take an ad out in the paper to shout to the world that Pam’s sneaking around having jungle sex. I’ve got her back.

The day was so beautiful that I didn’t climb into the truck, but soaked up some more afternoon sunshine while calling my mechanic, Pete, at Witt Brothers Service garage. I should have done this first thing today and couldn’t believe it slipped my mind. I cursed Luke for this, too.

I was careful what extra favors I asked of Pete because he’s had a crush on me for years. He’d jump off of a bridge, if it was me doing the asking. He’s also incredibly grateful that I helped his twin brother Patrick two years ago by investing in his start up business. Patrick’s an artist that works in metal and he had a vision of designing and building custom light fixtures. He had a business plan and I loved his work. Now Patrick’s vision was a reality, and I had the coolest, one of kind metal and crystal chandelier hanging in my apartment’s foyer.

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