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Paris in the Spring
Paris in the Spring
Paris in the Spring
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Paris in the Spring

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Anthony took her hand, raised it to his lips, and very gently placed a kiss.

Annette smiled, “How gallant.”

“Yes,” Anthony agreed. “One of my many virtues.” Annette laughed, Anthony smiled, they parted.

Anthony was delighted with Annette. She was attractive and she was also very bright. That was important to him, consequently, he spent as much time with her as her work would permit. He introduced her to his friends, who invited her to dinners and parties so they could introduce her to their friends.

The day came for Annette to depart and Anthony drove her to Willard Airport. “I would like to stay in touch. May I call you?” he asked.

“You have made a rather dull vacation quite exciting. Yes, let’s stay in touch. Are you ever in California?

“Sometimes. But I rarely know more than a day in advance.”

“Let me give you my address.”

“I already have it,” interrupted Anthony.

“How did you get that?”

“I have a Map to the Stars,” quipped Anthony.

Anthony’s life just got complicated. He loves his job. Unfortunately, he can’t share the details of that job with anyone. That hasn’t ever really bothered Anthony, until he meets Annette. Annette is a famous film star, and as unlikely as it seemed—even to Anthony—they enjoy each other’s company and begin a long distance relationship. As it turns out, Annette also has secrets to keep. When Anthony discovers Annette’s secret past, life becomes even more complicated. Anthony fears for their relationship when he uncovers even more intrigue surrounding Annette. Will she be able to forgive Anthony for the secrets he has been obligated to keep? Find out in this novella when spy meets girl.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherWilson Zaring
Release dateSep 6, 2012
ISBN9781301389711
Paris in the Spring
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Wilson Zaring

Wilson M Zaring is a retired Associate Professor of Mathematics from the University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign. He coauthored four mathematics textbooks during his teaching career. After retirement, Wilson began delving into his passion with earnest—genealogy. He has published three genealogical works, as well as coauthoring a history of the First United Methodist Church of Champaign, Illinois. Born and raised in Kentucky, Wilson moved to Champaign, Illinois to start his career in mathematics. He, and his wife, raised two children in Champaign, where he currently is enjoying his retirement by researching genealogy and writing fiction.

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    Paris in the Spring - Wilson Zaring

    Paris in the Spring

    By

    Wilson Zaring

    David and Nora Zaring, Editors

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    Published by Glorious Expressions at Smashwords

    Copyright 2012 Wilson Zaring

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    Table of Content

    1. A Surprise Meeting

    2. The First Date

    3. Anthony Describes His Work

    4. The Vacation Comes to an End

    5. Annette Extends an Invitation

    6. The Search Begins in Houston

    7. Anthony Pays a Visit to Jenson Hauling

    8. Anthony Checks Out Johnson's Law Firm

    9. Dinner and Time to Think

    10. The Break In

    11. Double Checking the Crime Scene

    12. The Paris Connection

    13. A Visit to Cedar Point

    14. Annette Gets the News

    15. Teressa has Cancer

    16. Annette's Suspicions Grow

    17. Anthony Resigns

    18. The First Clue

    19. The Good News and the Bad News

    20. Microdot

    21. A Death in the Family

    22. The Secret is Out

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    Ah, a damsel in distress, mused Anthony to himself as he rounded the jogging path to find a fair maiden bent over a drinking fountain with which she was obviously not familiar. She was staring at the fountain, looking from side to side, bobbed up and down.

    May I? Anthony pressed the center front panel and the water flowed.

    Thank you, Annette replied, I was looking for a knob to turn. She drank deeply. Using the towel that was curled around her neck and over her shoulders, she patted her mouth and forehead dry. That is great on a hot day like today, she added, continuing to blot her face and cheeks.

    Wouldn’t you be cooler without the towel?

    Yes, but I hate to drip, she replied as she lowered the towel.

    You’re Annette Glockner! Anthony was unable to conceal his surprise although why he would want to was not clear, except he did not want to be a gushing fan, but he was. He continued, I saw you in Nun Other. You should get an Academy Award for that performance.

    You are very kind. Annette quickly changed the subject. They have great water here. They don’t pump that out of a river.

    Anthony seized the opportunity to converse, No, it isn’t river water. It's imported all the way from West Virginia.

    What?

    Underground aquifer. The water flows into the aquifer in West Virginia and runs underground all the way to Illinois.

    Is that true? asked Annette.

    No, responded Anthony. But it is a fascinating part of the local mythology. Drinking water here is pumped from the Mahomet Aquifer. Quickly changing the subject he added, What brings you to Champaign? Seeing that Annette was beginning to jog in place, Anthony added, Shall we move on?

    I have friends here who loaned me their home for a few days.

    You’re reading a new script, Anthony conjectured.

    Yes.

    Is it good?

    No, I’m afraid not, responded Annette.

    Too bad. Playing a nun must have been very restrictive. Anthony switched the conversation back to the movie he had seen most recently. The habit blocked so much of your face. Nevertheless, you made the character real and strong.

    The habit posed no problem at all. Acting is about 90% voice—the tone, the rhythm, the timing. Gestures and facial expressions are only accents to the central work, which is vocal.

    Interesting, mused Anthony, whose mind was racing, trying to map out the next bit of conversation.

    Is Champaign your home? Annette refocused the discussion.

    No, I am just passing through. I have been attending a seminar on nanotechnology at the Center for Advanced Computing.

    What is nanotechnology?

    It’s too small a subject to merit discussion, quipped Anthony with a smile.

    A small joke, responded Annette. She didn't know what nanotechnology was, but she sensed a joke lay there somewhere.

    Very small, responded Anthony a bit embarrassed by his feeble attempt at humor.

    So, you are a computer specialist? continued Annette.

    Not really. I am more of an engineer.

    This is my house, said Annette as she turned off the path and stopped. I enjoyed our little visit.

    May I take you to lunch?

    I don’t even know you, Annette protested.

    Oh, excuse me. I’m Anthony Armstrong. I’ve followed your career closely and greatly admire your work. Having seen you on the screen so many times I suffer the illusion that I know you. That, of course, isn’t true but I would like to. I would like to learn more about you and your work.

    No, I have a lot of reading to do.

    If it is a bad script, why waste time on it?

    It’s my job. Good-bye, She turned and walked away.

    The next day as Annette passed the water fountain there stood Anthony.

    It’s the center panel, he said as he pushed and the water flowed.

    Annette laughed, drank, and blotted.

    Are you stalking me? Annette said, with a bit of a smile that encouraged Anthony. As they jogged along, conversation flowed.

    No, but if the job's open I’ll take it. Annette grinned, so Anthony continued. Did that script get any better?

    No.

    See, I told you it was a waste of time. And as though he had just thought of it he added, Say, how about lunch today?

    Annette smiled again, You are a persistent fellow.

    It’s a family trait.

    Annette declined, No. I have problems in public places.

    I know a quiet place, Anthony reassured her. With sunglasses and a head scarf, no one will recognize you. Besides, people around here don’t go to movies anyway.

    Annette laughed. Didn’t your mother teach you not to lie?

    Yes, but I ignored her.

    Annette laughed again. Feeling that he was making progress, Anthony pressed on.

    You have to eat.

    It must be short, Annette consented.

    I know a place where we can have a quick lunch. I’ll pick you up at 12:00 and have you back by 1:30.

    Very well, said Annette, somewhat pleased at Anthony’s persistence.

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    Promptly at 12:00, Anthony rolled up to Annette’s home in an Alfa Romeo. Right on time, Annette appeared in sunglasses and a headscarf.

    So, this is how you plan to avoid attention. Running around town in a sports car with the top down. Annette was obviously amused at Anthony and his car.

    "Oh, we are not going down town where the crowds are. We are headed down a country

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