35. Moving On-ish

“…and then there was one. alone waiting. without a hand to hold. yet in the beginning there were two, created to bring forth new life and nurture future leaders” – Yankee Blacke

Even as her fingers shook, her heart demanded she write. The words that she wrote didn't even make sense to her. She knew that she had to keep writing to keep sane though.

It had been two weeks since she left Troy. Reginald was becoming a feature in her daily life; she knew it wouldn't last.

She enjoyed the fact that she now had a home office. She found it convenient for her bursts of creativity when she was at home.

Eve’s attention had been wandering as she worked this afternoon. She could hear the boys playing outside but her mind kept circling around Reginald.

He would be going back to Milwaukee soon and she would be able to act like a dignified married woman. But for now, she was having fun.