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Love Lessons
Love Lessons
Love Lessons
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Love Lessons

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Love Lessons, a collection of eleven romantic short stories, will delight and charm you. You'll find men and women struggling to find love, to keep love, and to recognize the importance of love in their lives. These are tales told with good humor and in good taste. You can read them aloud, without blushing, to your mother or daughter, and with complete enjoyment by all ages. Love Lessons teaches us all that love makes our lives richer, sweeter, and oh so much more joyful.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherEvelyn David
Release dateMar 5, 2011
ISBN9781458101167
Love Lessons
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Evelyn David

The author of Murder Off the Books and Murder Takes the Cake, Evelyn David is the pseudonym for Marian Edelman Borden and Rhonda Dossett. Marian lives in New York and is the author of ten nonfiction books on a wide variety of topics ranging from veterans benefits to playgroups for toddlers! Rhonda lives in Muskogee, Oklahoma, is the director of the coal program for the state, and in her spare time enjoys imagining and writing funny, scary mysteries. Marian and Rhonda write their mystery series via the internet. While many fans who attend mystery conventions have now chatted with both halves of Evelyn David, Marian and Rhonda have yet to meet in person.

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    Love Lessons - Evelyn David

    Love Lessons

    Evelyn David

    Copyright 2011 Evelyn David

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    Discover other titles by Evelyn David at http://www.evelyndavid.com

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    Table of Contents

    Pipe Dreams

    The First Time

    A Long Line at the ATM

    Love is Blind - Or Maybe Just Nearsighted

    Storm Warnings

    A Reason to Give Thanks

    Reunions

    Love in a Snap

    Paper or Plastic

    More than Enough

    Second Chances

    Author Notes

    Books by Evelyn

    Pipe Dreams

    The door opened several inches in response to my knocks. There had been no answer when I pushed the doorbell, even though I could hear it echo throughout the house.

    Hello? Plumber's here. I stepped tentatively into the foyer.

    Suddenly I heard the clatter of footsteps racing down the steps and without warning a 70-pound ball of energy flung herself at me, her fingers digging into my arms.

    This way, please, please, you've got to find it. A little girl in a yellow slip dress dragged me up a staircase, down a hall, finally stopping at the doorway of a bathroom. It was pretty clear why they called a plumber, judging by the water pooling on the blue and white tiled floor.

    Daddy, the plumber's here.

    Thank goodness. The male voice came from under the bathroom vanity. All I could see were two long legs wearing wet, gray dress slacks sticking out from the cabinet and a soggy cell phone near his knee. I can't hold on much longer.

    I worked my way under the sink, holding a flashlight in front of me in order to see what kind of mess this guy had gotten himself into.

    Where's the plumber?

    I'm the plumber, Joanna Murphy.

    You're a woman, he said in surprise, both of his hands gripping an apparently broken shut-off valve.

    Want me to leave? I laughed, playing the light over the rusted drainpipe with the loosened trap. I trained the light a little higher and found the crack in the corroded water pipe, a crack he'd apparently made when he'd knocked a pipe wrench against it in his efforts to remove the drain trap. Then when he'd belatedly tried to shut off the water to the pipe, the valve had disintegrated in his hands.

    No, he hurriedly assured me. I mean–the woman on the phone said Joe Murphy would...I was just expecting....

    I was used to that. I'd taken over my Dad's plumbing supply business, Murphy's Pipe Dreams, four years earlier when he retired. Some of my father's long-time customers had a little trouble adjusting to a female plumber, even though they knew I'd been trained by the best. But this was a new customer, who'd called in a panic about 20 minutes earlier.

    It's a matter of life or death, Maggie insisted, as she handed me a paper with the address. Maggie had been running the office for 25 years and nobody ever argued with her. I'd just picked up my tool box and headed out.

    Do you know where the outside shutoff is?

    No. Sarah and I just moved in last week. I have...Okay, honestly? It wouldn't have mattered how long I've lived here. I'm not one of those guys born knowing how to do this kind of stuff. I can double your investment portfolio and advise you on the latest tax changes, but I'm no good at changing fuses or washers or whatever...My late wife always just called a handyman when something went wrong.

    I liked a man who was comfortable with himself. Very few of the guys I knew would admit that to a close friend, much less a complete stranger. Can you hold the valve a little while longer while grab some tools and a new valve from my tool box?

    He nodded. I'm not going anywhere.

    I backed out of the cabinet and looked for what I needed. My plan was to crimp the copper pipe shut above the crack.

    My name is Alex Whitman, by the way, he called after

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