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“I knew I should have locked up early.” I glanced around. “Where’s Thomas? Isn’t he joining us as well?”
“Unfortunately, not. He had to go pick up some lumber just outside of town for a project he’s been working on. He said, if he is back in time, that he’d join us, but I think it’s safe to say it will just be the two of us.”
“That’s too bad. I know Melinda was looking forward to having us all there to support her with the start of this new program.”
“I know. Thomas felt bad. He too was hoping to go, but he’s been waiting for this order for a few weeks now.”
“That’s understandable. He probably doesn’t want to disappoint his customer either.”
“That’s just it. The customer has been waiting for a while now. How was work today? Were you busy?”
“Oh gosh, you should have been at the store today.” I whispered, “So many people, but my favorite was this young guy. He was about fifteen years old. He was all nervous and jittery. His face went red when he told me he wanted to buy flowers for his new girlfriend. It was so sweet.”
“Ah, young love,” Trinity said. “I remember those days.”
“Yes, young love,” I repeated.
Trinity bumped her shoulder into mine. “You know, Peggy, you aren’t too old for young love.” Trinity looked at me. “I mean, look at Thomas and I. Or Vi and Jed.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “Please, your stories are ones we only read about in romance novels. You know, the only section I live in at your store.” I giggled. “They don’t really happen to the everyday average person.”
“Oh, Peggy, don’t doubt Cupid’s arrow. These stories happen every day to people. Where else do you think authors get the inspiration to write them?”
“From their imaginations,” I said, pointing to my head.
“Come on, no one’s imagination is that good.”
“Okay, then tell me, who was the last person you knew who met a billionaire in the streets, struck up a fake relationship with them, and ended up with a happily ever after?”
Trinity thought for a moment and then broke out into laughter. “I don’t know. I don’t think I know any billionaires.”
“Exactly!” We both laughed as we continued walking down the road.
We picked up to a brisk pace as we made our way toward The Crispy Biscuit, the warm spring air growing a little cooler now that the sun was setting.
“So, are you going to actually write a letter?” I questioned.
“I think so. I think Melinda has a great idea. These men and women are far from their families, and when I was speaking with Melinda, she told me that a lot of them don’t have family to write home to. I think if we can make a difference in someone’s life than we should do it.”
“Yeah, that is rather sad, isn’t it? Off fighting for their country or keeping the peace in another one and not having someone to talk to, to support them. That also means that they don’t have something to look forward to. A simple letter from a friend could make an enormous difference.”
“What about you? You going to write one?” Trinity asked. I could feel her stare burning into me as she waited for my response.
“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “What would I say?”
Trinity thought for a moment, “Well, I’d start by just writing a letter. Tell them a bit about yourself. You know, just like you would if you were on a blind date.”
“Oh, lord!” I giggled. “Do we know who we are writing to, or is it exactly that. A blind date letter? Sort of like being in a chat room on the internet?”
Trinity did her best to keep a straight face. “When I spoke to Melinda, she said that the program pairs you up with someone. I’m not sure if they read the letters or if they just randomly hand them out to someone. To be honest, I think it’s sort of exciting.”
We stopped in front of The Crispy Biscuit and looked inside. The seats were full, and I could see Brooke and Tristan prepping a tray of drinks behind the counter. “Well, I guess I can think about writing the letter.” I shrugged. “I’ll make my decision after the meeting.”
“Oh, Peggy, come on, you need to do this. Melinda is counting on our support.”
“I don’t know. It would be easier for me if we knew who we were writing to.”
Trinity waved her hand in front of her face, dismissing what I’d said. “Nonsense. Not knowing is half the fun. Come on, let’s go in and find out what it’s all about, and we will go from there.”
