Sandcastles by Suzie Carr

Author:Suzie Carr [Suzie Carr]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780986388101
Amazon: B00RUQXJS2
Barnesnoble: B00RUQXJS2
Goodreads: 24682121
Publisher: Sunny Bee Books, LLC
Published: 2015-01-05T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Just as I had feared. Willow became that unattainable challenge who sat out in front of me like an elusive dream, taunting me every morning, afternoon, and evening.

For the entire month following my visit to the center, I hadn’t been very successful with my focus. I needed her out of my mind, and so I poured every last bit of my energy into my business.

As another month passed, I began to regain my business footing. I called old clients and rekindled working relationships with them. I strategized new campaigns in place of tired old ones. I designed new concepts to replace outdated ones. I even landed a few clients on the evening news by arranging a media party that included lobster, fresh out of the ocean, thanks to a client of mine who was in the lobster industry.

Business was great, and I began to regain my stride.

Then, Dean and I decided to take a drive to Newport to scope out a few local businesses in need of a marketing revamp. At least, we aimed to do that. Instead, we got sidetracked by all the shopping and sites. We acted like a couple of tourists, just like we did every time we hit Newport. “You need to talk me out of business trips here,” I said, licking my Pistachio ice cream.

He spooned a heap of Chocolate Chip ice cream into his mouth. “Never.”

We walked back to my car in the parking garage, loaded up on ice cream and empty on new clients. I tossed my shopping bags in the bin of my truck and hopped in the front seat.

Not until we drove up to the garage’s exit, did I realize I had tossed my pocketbook in with the shopping bags. “I need some money,” I said to Dean.

“I don’t have any. I left my wallet at the office.”

“Seriously?”

He nodded. “Afraid so.”

I climbed out of my truck to get my pocketbook and already three cars pulled up behind me, headlights on, ready to charge. I rushed to get my pocketbook. Back in the driver’s seat, I thumbed through to find a few dollars and pulled up to pay the clerk.

“Where’s the person who’s always here?” I asked Dean.

“This world no longer needs people to run. Machines do a far more efficient job. Hope you have a credit card.”

I pulled out my credit card and it fell to my truck’s floor. “Shit.” I bent down to get it and pushed it too far out of my reach. “What the hell.” I climbed out of my door, reached under the seat, and grabbed around for it.

The horns started beeping. “Come on lady. Get your act together.”

I reached further, pulling out a coffee cup, a candy bar wrapper, and a package of crackers. Finally, I found the credit card.

The horns beeped louder. Now six cars piled up behind us.

Suddenly Dean started screaming and batting his hands around his face. “Argh, A wasp. It’s a wasp.” He banged his shoulder up against the door. “Get me out.

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