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    The ir courtship continued until DaMarcus’ surprising proposal at her graduation party. She never quite figured out how her parents were able to keep DaMarcus’ inte nded proposal a secret. The wedding planner was instructed to make their wedding a night to remember.
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    I now present to you Mr. and Mrs. DaMarcus and Belinda Nealon. The announcement came over the P.A. system. DaMarcus was one foot taller and two years older than Belinda. They wer e happier than any couple I had seen on their wedding day. The guests stood and cheered as the beautiful couple made their way to join the bridal party at the front of the reception hall. Shayna was her maid of honor.
    Ihad met Belinda one year prior and it didn’t take long for us to develop the relationship we had. I sat front and center to share in Belinda’s moment. I was extremely happy for her, and the tears that flowed as I toasted the new couple were proof of that happiness.
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER SIX
    WHEN I AM FILLED WITH MUSIC
    Trevor
     
     
    Mariah’s melodic voice echoed throughout the house. Her CD, Emancipation of Mimi, had been doing very well since its release. It was that CD where everyone in a relationshi p, those experiencing a breakup or terribly missing someone they love, felt Mariah had turned their story into a musical tribute. Mariah’s album was my life’s story. It’s as if Mariah and her songwriters were those figurative “flies on the wall”, sitting there, watching and listening to all that occurred in my relationship with Kelvin, and now sat as I tried to accept what we no longer have.
    I had been saving it for a special occasion, but the thought of opening a bottle of Haut Brion watered my mouth. After a long hot bath, I poured a glass full, picked up my cell phone and lap top , and walked to the second floor patio, just outside the kitchen.
    My thoughts were as clear and as crisp as the early morning breeze. This would be a nice day to spend some of my energy on myself, since it seemed everyone and everything else had been my focus. I did n’t see anything wrong with pampering myself, and could think of a few things that would make me Mr. Feel Good. Hell, there’s always the option of working from home, even if only for a few hours.
    “Good morning, Mr. Harrison.” Camille Johns-Clarvis, my secretary, answered in her usual cheerful, early morning voice. 7:35 am streamed across my laptop.
    Camille’s hyphenated name reflected her birth mother and adopted family names. After a long interview process we had found someone dependable. Camille had her hands in everything, and I didn’t mind showing and telling her anything she wanted to know.
    “Good morning, Camille. You’re in early again. You can’t keep out-doing me like this,” I joked.
    “I’m just trying to get a head start on the week, Mr. Harrison,” Camille explained.
    “I’m only teasing you. You’re doing a wonderful job, Ms. Johns-Clarvis. I just wanted to make sure you are aware of that,” I complimented.
    “Thank you , Mr. Harrison. I’m definitely enjoying my job,” Camille continued. “But you’re not due in the office for another two hours, why are you up already? Is everything ok?”
    “Oh, everything is fine, Camille. Thank you for asking,” I said,
    acknowledging her concern. “I’m just calling to inform you I will be working from my satellite office today.”
    “Let me pull up your schedule, Mr. Harrison.”
    Camille punched a few buttons on her keyboard and then continued.
    “You have a 10:30 conference with Wesley and Mr. Millington, and at one o’clock, you have a meeting with Mr. Welsh. Would you like me to cancel?”
    “The 10:30 I can do from here. Have Wesley call me once he gets in contact with Mr. Millington .”
    “What do you want me to do about Mr. Welsh’s meeting?” Camille asked.
    “If you can get in touch with him, give him my apologies for the inconvenience, then let him know we have