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Same Time Next Week
Same Time Next Week
Same Time Next Week
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Same Time Next Week

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Gwen Eddington and Bill Carpenter make a habit of visiting their local bookstore every Friday afternoon before going home at the end of the week. Neither pays much attention to the other until Bill helps Gwen on a particularly blustery, rainy day. After that they see each other every week until a romance blossoms. Then an event happens that threatens to destroy what they had built. Will they be able to overcome the misunderstanding or is it the end?

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Release dateJan 11, 2017
ISBN9781370135806
Same Time Next Week
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Bonnie Gardner

After spending most of her life as either an army brat or a military wife, the last people that Bonnie Gardner expected to find herself writing about were military men. After all, she'd looked forward to the day she could put that spit and polish and moving around behind her. Then she sold her first book. Her hero was ex-military. Then she sold her second book. Her hero was retired military. You get the picture. When her editor suggested that she use her military knowledge and background, she resisted. She really did. But common sense won out. After all, they say to write about what you know, and that's what she knew. Bonnie grew up on army bases around the world. According to her parents, one of the first homes she lived in was a converted World War II army barracks. She lived in Hawaii before it was a state, and has either visited or lived in almost every state of the Union. During six years in Germany in her formative years, Bonnie developed her love for reading and movies. (In those days, there was no American television to watch overseas, so books and movies were her entertainment.) Even at the tender age of 12, she was a critic. If she didn't like the ending of a book or a movie, she'd spend half the night rewriting it in her mind. Though she didn't actually write any of these ideas down, she honed her skills by writing long letters to friends she'd left behind. Finally, when she was almost 16, her father retired to his home state of Alabama, and there, Bonnie met her husband. Wayne was the cutup sitting next to her in geometry class at Marbury High School, the last of 11 schools she'd attended while growing up. She tried to ignore him, but his clowning won out. They married at 19 and have been together for over 30 years. They have two grown sons, one of whom is now serving in the air force - the third generation in their family. Though Bonnie swore she would never marry a military man, Vietnam intruded and Wayne was drafted. He joined the air force because his father had retired from the air force. It was only supposed to be one enlistment, but...he stayed for 25 years, and Bonnie followed him whenever she could. And Bonnie wouldn't have missed a moment of it. She learned how to do things she never thought she could do - like repair a toilet - when her husband was away for weeks or months at a time. She learned how to be alone. And she learned she could handle anything if she set her mind to it, even Casualty Duty when she and her husband had the unpleasant task of notifying a friend that her husband had died in the line of duty. All those things made Bonnie what she is today, and all of that experience shows in her books. When she writes about her men in uniform, she knows them. She knows the joy and the pain of loving a man in uniform. She knows their wives, their girlfriends, and their mothers. She's been all of them.

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    Same Time Next Week - Bonnie Gardner

    SAME TIME NEXT WEEK

    Bonnie Gardner

    Copyright 2017 Bonnie Gardner

    Published by Books by Bonnie

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    Thanks to Connie who reads and helps me mind my Ps and Qs.

    Same Time Next Week

    A Novella

    Bill Carpenter sat in his idling car debating what to do next. The rain that had been desperately scarce for the past few months had finally blown in with a vengeance. In fact, the torrents had been so buffeted by the accompanying north wind that he’d almost chosen to drive straight home, instead of his usual Friday visit to the bookstore. The deluge had let up briefly, and he decided it was wiser to ride out the storm in the comfort of the familiar shop than to risk driving the rest of the way home in a gale.

    He consulted the weather app from the local television station on his smart phone and saw that the worst of the storm had passed his current location, but was almost directly over his home. Might as well pick out something new to read this weekend rather than drive on.

    He took a deep breath, pushed the car door open against the strong wind, yanked his jacket up to cover his head, and dashed through the blowing rain. He arrived at the store just as a woman, bedraggled and wet, had reached the door and was struggling to close her umbrella. Bill had noticed her before, but he’d never spoken to her. He had a vague impression that she’d pretty much made a habit of visiting this particular book store on Friday evenings after work just as he had. However, until recently, she’d just been a regular element of the background.

    Let me get that, he said, gallantly reaching around her and pushing the heavy door open. She looked up at him, smiling gratefully and ducked inside. That smile had completely shone through her wet and bedraggled situation and seemed to light up an otherwise dreary afternoon.

    Thank you, she said, standing just inside the door and looking around. She took one of those plastic umbrella sleeves from a stand that someone had placed near the door and dutifully shoved the umbrella that had apparently blown inside out into it. I don’t know whether I should stand here and create a puddle or go on inside, she commented, more to herself than to Bill. She pushed the hood of her raincoat down, sending another rivulet of water running down her back and revealing a mane of thick, strawberry blond hair that always seemed to be falling out of whatever restraint that tried to hold it. That’s what had caught his eye in the first place.

    Don’t see that it makes much difference, he said, grinning. You’re going to drip here or anywhere else. Might as well go for it.

    She smiled. I think I will. With that, she peeled out of her dripping raincoat and folded it up so that she’d contained most of the rain inside it and piled the umbrella bag on top of it. Then she scanned the room and headed for a vacant chair in the reading area near the romance section.

    The first time that Bill had really paid any attention to her, she’d come in and quietly headed toward the fiction aisles as she always had. She’d been examining the offerings on an endcap when she’d been jostled by another patron and had bumped

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