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Two Drinks and Five Hours of Patience
Hot but calm afternoon, clear sky; no signs of potential torrential rain, no canceled flights. As customary, when one is part of my family, I was running on a tight schedule. My mom was making dinner and hoped I’d eat before I left the house. “I won’t have time,” I said. But, in anticipation of the pitfalls of traveling, I fixed myself a quick bite so that I wouldn’t starve. My friend picked me up and we drove off. Although we were making good time, I’m always terrified of long checkpoint lines. At that moment, I wished I had left at least half an hour earlier or that the flight…
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Shame In My Game
To check out my latest books, please go here: Books “Go talk to him!” I gulped. I hadn’t had enough tequila to even consider such a daring move. I’d been to so many places around the world, but for some reason, Los Angeles seemed a little intimidating at the time. All the celebrities popping up out of nowhere, and I forcing myself to act like it wasn’t a big deal (when in reality I really wanted to pose for a picture with, say, Jessie J?) — was a little strange. LA was my first grounds as a newly single woman in a very long time. I didn’t know exactly how…
