Muscle Memory by Stylo Fantome

Author:Stylo Fantome [Fantome, Stylo]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Stylo Fantome
Published: 2017-08-27T04:00:00+00:00

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Delaney Marie Carter had been born in the suburbs of Hartford, Connecticut. Her first name was actually her mother's maiden name. She was an only child, born after many years of fertility treatments, and was adored by her parents.

She grew up in a nice neighborhood and went to good schools. She was raised in a caring and loving and encouraging environment. She had been taught to treat others as she wished to be treated. Made to understand that every day was a gift. Always told that somewhere out there, someone had it worse than her, so she should always be thankful.

As a result, she had an exceptionally positive outlook on life. A spirit which was almost impossible to crush. Whenever anything bad happened, she could almost always find a silver lining. Find a way around it or through it, or a way to laugh at it and learn from it.

But even Delaney Carter had her limits.

She looked over the PG-13 pictures with Kitty and Mrs. Sloan. They laughed and gasped and even got a little teary eyed, looking at their friend Jon in his former life. He had been so different, they kept pointing out. A different person entirely.

He really was, too. The entire time she'd known Jayson, she'd probably only seen him clean shaven a handful of times, and never with short hair. Always in loose clothing, second hand threads, and worn shoes. Always bohemian, he fit in wherever they went in Brooklyn.

Jon was the opposite. He had clean cut hair which she had to admit looked good on him. He was a soft brunette, and the sides had been cut short, with the top thick. Just begging to have fingers run through it. And both times she'd seen him, he'd been wearing nice jeans, expensive looking shoes, and polo shirts that stretched across his broad chest. He'd looked right at home in Midtown.

He looked good, she could admit it. Great, even. Healthier than she'd ever seen him. His eyes were bright and alert, his wit sharper than ever. And he seemed to be surrounded by good people – Delaney genuinely liked Mrs. Sloan, and she supposed Kitty was a very nice person. A chipper Upper East Side type of blonde, who fussed and fawned over Jon. Had been there since almost the beginning of his ordeal.

After Del had closed down her laptop, she'd made excuses to leave. Said goodbye to Kitty and hugged Mrs. Sloan. Jon hadn't spoken once since the other women had come back into the room, so Del just smiled comfortingly at him, not wanting to cause him anymore undo stress. Then she'd collected her stuff and left.

She'd been escorted out of the hotel via a back door, to avoid reporters. Jon's story was big news, and both Delaney and Kitty were a part of his story – she'd been getting phone calls from newspapers asking for interviews. She turned them all down.

Once outside, she'd hailed a taxi and had it take her to her apartment in the heart of the Flower District.

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