You’ve seen
this book here before, but bear with me because ….. SATURDAY IN SERENDIPITY is on
sale at Amazon for 99 cents. These stories of love rediscovered—Three Strikes
Thursday; Two On Tuesday; and One Fateful Friday—take place around the week end
of a twenty year high school reunion in Serendipity, Vermont.
Among the six
heroes and heroines, the most memorable character for me to write was Aaron
Goodwin, the anti-hero who wreaked havoc in Two On Tuesday.
I’ll let him
tell you more about it.
Where are you from, Aaron?
Born and
raised in Serendipity, Vermont on the shores of Lake Champlain. Lived there all
of my life.
When the idea of a twenty-year high school
reunion came up, you made a point to invite Blane Weston back home to attend.
Why her?
Yeah, she is
one hot babe. She’s a Serendipity High School graduate, you know. At any rate,
reuniting with her was my primary goal when I talked the lady into coming home
for a visit. Heh, heh, yes sir, I had big plans for me and that cutie the
reunion week-end. Aside from the looks, turned out she had brains as well. Made
a name for herself in the construction industry. Owns her own company somewhere
around Denver. Imagine that. A woman being a success in a man’s world. Who’d a
thought? Anyway, having dabbled some in real estate myself, I figured me and
Blane could, you know, establish a relationship at the reunion. And, if some
lucrative property deals resulted as well, so be it. If you get my drift.
So what happened?
Good
question. I guess the day before she was supposed to leave for our reunion, she
met this guy at one of her job sites. Some hotshot investment guru who wanted
to talk business. She said she knew all about him, said he was too much into
hostile takeovers for her tastes and turned him down flat. So what does he do?
Follows her here to Serendipity, crashes our reunion. For what? Thinking he
could change her mind?
How did the plans you had work out for you?
Not worth a crap. Every time I managed to get her alone, this Durand character showed up to, well, show me up.
Geez. He was
one arrogant SOB, stepping into my territory. I don’t know how he did it, but he
somehow proceeded to monopolize my date’s time the entire week-end. He didn’t
graduate with us. In my opinion, he had no business being at our reunion. Look,
here’s the deal. A reunion, by definition, is a reuniting. The coming together
of a group which has been separated for a length of time. Yeah. I looked it up
in the dictionary.
I’m almost afraid to ask this but….what was
your second thought?
It’s going to
be one heck of a long week-end.
Did you think it was love at first sight
for them?
Who cares? But,
I gotta say, judging by her reaction to the guy, at least what I saw, she was
more than professionally involved. Listen. Around me she’s a no nonsense, all
business, stand up kind of woman. Around him, she was all hot flashes and
hormones. He followed her to Serendipity, you know.
So you’ve said. Why do you think this Matt
Durand succeeded where you failed?
Danged if I
know. I mean, I was all about showing Blane a good time—let her in on what she
missed out on in high school—namely me.
What is the best piece of advice you ever
received?
I don’t take
advice, I’m an advice giver. I went to the Serendipity Inn for the Sunday
brunch as was on the reunion itinerary. Thinking Blane might want to apologize
for dumping me the night before. I was even sort of encouraged when she came
flying out of the place like it was on fire. Then Durand came flying out right
behind her, begging her to let him explain. You’d never catch me doing
something like that over some woman.
Obviously not. Which is probably why heroes, not
anti-heroes prevail.
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