Hi friends, I’m back.  I hope you got a chance to read my Christmas story while it was free.  If not, it’s only .99 cents to download, check it out.  This week I’m moving on to a new story I’ve started for a mother’s day box set I’m working with a group of Authors on.  I love doing these short stories, they’re so much fun!!!

Anyhow, now it’s time for WEEKEND WRITING WARRIORS!  (I wish I could make that just blink or something to show just how exciting it is to me.)

Wondering who we are?  We are a fabulous group of individuals that posts 8-10 sentences on their blogs from a published or unpublished book. Then we “hop” around and leave comments on each other’s snippets.  We welcome EVERYONE’s comments.~

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None of my children understood why I had taken a week off from work to be at home alone, but that was okay.  I told them not to call me and not to expect replies to their messages on social media, because I wouldn’t be checking them.  I don’t think that any of them took me seriously and wasn’t surprised three days into my week off when a police officer came to the door to check on my wellbeing.

My divorce had finally been finalized, Michael my X-husband was now free to tend to his girlfriend or his Chia as I liked to call her.  Chia was a term I used for his other woman.  Yes I had known about her for years and while I wasn’t okay with it, I dealt with it because Michael was the breadwinner and I didn’t have to work until two years ago on my forty eighth birthday when he came home from work and said that he couldn’t do this anymore.  Now just four days away from my fiftieth birthday I wanted to be alone, to lay in bed and deal with everything in my own way.

Rosalyn, my oldest daughter had moved to Chicago nine years ago with her husband.  She was the last one of my children to leave the nest.

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