Private Emotions – Invitations (The Private Emotions Trilogy)

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Authors: Elize Amornette
on, he has hidden his heart from everyone, including me.”
    “Why are you telling me something so private? He would be devastated if he knew you’d shared it with me.”
    “I’m telling this to you, my love, because I want you to know what makes the man tick. Besides, he was falling on his ass drunk when he told me that and I seriously doubt that he would remember any of it in the first place. This just gives you a sneak peek into what Ethan is all about and this information might just be the ticket to seeing if there is more than meets the eye between the two of you. I have to go now but please think about what I have said.” Sophie had shared something very personal about Ethan, something that would help me understand him more and for that I would be forever grateful.

    After dropping me off at work, she sped off while I told my boss that I had good news. Not one to show excitement, I thought I saw a little glimmer of something in her eyes. “Good news means adding to the bottom line. So were you able to secure any sales in exchange for my generosity of giving you all the time that you needed?”
    “Yes. The lady would like ten of our best dresses. Here are her details to complete the paperwork for her.” Michelle’s jaw dropped open as I said the word ten. Oouu, the look on her face was priceless.
    “Hmmm, that must have been one amazing sales pitch, Emily.”
    “You could say that, Michelle. It was well worth it, don’t you think?” I stood there with a smile on my face knowing that there was nothing she could do but be impressed.
    “Fuck, yes. Ten of our high-end dresses! That’s us sorted for the next six months!”
    “I am always glad to be of service.”
    “I think that you deserve the rest of the afternoon off for a feat like this. Go on, get out of here and I’ll see you tomorrow.”
    “Thanks, Michelle, I really appreciate it and yes, I will be in bright and early tomorrow.” In a flash I packed my things, cleared my work station and left the shop. I hopped into my car and drove away before Michelle had time to change her mind.
    I had the entire afternoon to myself and I knew exactly where I would spend it but first I had to get something to take with me. Strawberry ice-cream.
    A sadness instantly came over me as I entered the cancer ward to visit Kelly. I had no idea what condition Kelly would be in, all I knew was that she was deteriorating fast. The cancer had spread furiously and did its damage as it traveled through her little body. As I was signing the visitor’s book, the nurse told me that I would not be allowed to take the ice-cream in with me. I handed it over to her and continued my walk to Kelly’s room.
    My heart dropped from my chest and sank into the ground when I saw Kelly. She now had tubes connected to her for her food supply and she barely had the strength to talk but she did manage to give me a little smile the moment her eyes met mine.
    I spent the rest of the afternoon with Kelly, reading her stories from her favorite book and telling her about the adventures that she and Zoey would have together. Most importantly, I told her that I would always be friends with Julia and Scott. I knew that Kelly’s main worry was the impact her illness was having on her parents, so promising her that I would keep in contact was my way of assuring her that all would be well.
    I realized that she was starting to get tired and as she drifted to sleep I held her hand and told her how wonderful and brave she was. I walked away from the hospital with tear-filled eyes and a hole in my heart. I felt so hopeless and although we had a lovely evening together, I could not help but feel angry at how cruel fate could be. There were so many bad people in this world that walked around living healthy lives while the innocence of a seven year old was rapidly being erased. My anger soon turned into feelings of frustration. I got into the car, put my key into the ignition and burst into tears. It was the

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