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by Stephanie Haefner
Description: It's never too late to start over. Robyn Miller is perfectly happy in her immaculate home, playing stay-at-home mom and devoted wife. That is, until she's channel surfing one day and sees her high school sweetheart Derek, acting in a lead role in her favorite old soap. Watching Derek's show becomes her secret pleasure...and brings back memories best forgotten. When Derek's mother throws him a big celebration in town, Robyn tries to avoid seeing him, but ends up in his arms for a dance. Derek has finally hit the big-time, but he hasn't found happiness. He regrets losing Robyn, and his show's ratings are falling. He longs to get her back in his life--both personally, and as a writer on the show. Those love scenes she used to dream up were Emmy material. Knowing her marriage is a sham, can he convince her to follow her dreams and give the show--and him--a shot?
eBook Publisher: Lyrical Press, Inc., 2011 2011
eBookwise Release Date: May 2011
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [88 KB]
Reading time: 50-70 min.
"I want this for you, Robbie."
"What?" Impatience came surging through her voice. She was over Derek and this meeting. The two seconds of wistful nostalgia about the writing she used to do had now turned to annoyance.
"This shot to do what you've always wanted."
"I am doing what I always wanted."
"What? The housewife thing?"
"I love my family!"
"I never said you didn't. But you and I both know you were meant to do something bigger."
She clenched her jaw. "You think raising a daughter and running a home isn't a big deal?"
"It is. I do know that. And I'm sure you're a wonderful mom. But what about you? Your dreams? I know you had them once upon a time."
"Most of my dreams were crushed once upon a time."
"I know." Derek's gaze sunk to his fingers as they fidgeted with the edge of a napkin.
The restaurant patrons, the booth, Derek--they all began to blur. "I have to go."
She quickly rubbed away a solitary tear before turning back to him.
"Give it some thought. I'm here 'til Sunday--staying at my mom's. The number's still the same."