This is a new work in progress, The Manifesting Love Club. Four friends. All single. Some looking for love. Some not. Join these ladies as they take their friendship into a new direction, to manifest love.
Earlier, Heather introduced her idea of affirmations to manifest love. When her path crosses a handsome fellow – wearing a clown nose in public – she couldn’t be less interested. Even if he is the brother of a work associate across the hall. Unfortunately, he seems intent on getting her number.
This week we’re writing to a picture prompt. Picture prompt weeks are short – 300 words only.
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By the end of the day, Heather still hadn’t decided whether to let Sarah give out her number. All she knew was that if Mrs. Jamison didn’t get on board with the revised color scheme, the woman would be on the verge of losing her designer. During the course of her career, Heather had many difficult clients before, but none could match this dragon lady.
The only thing keeping her sane at the moment was thoughts of her treat to herself when this project was wrapped up and complete. A week on the beach. All alone. No one else. No clients. No fabric swatches. No contractors. No cell phones. Just herself, a cup of herbal tea, her journal and the soft, soothing sounds of the ocean lapping at her feet.
She stood for a moment, barefoot in the cluttered office, and closed her eyes. Taking long, deep breathes in through her nose, she drew in peace, temporarily forgetting the madness that threatened to consume her.
Deep breath in….exhale out…
Her calm was shattered with a knocking on her door and Laura’s voice interrupting.
“Heather? You have a visitor. Says he doesn’t have an appointment, but he wondered if you had five minutes.”
The puzzled look on her assistant’s face was out of character. Usually Laura was fully in control of the outer office. “Depends. Who is he and what does he want to chat about?”
“Brian Nelson. Says Sarah, from across the hall, is his sister.”
Obviously she was going to have to let the guy down face to face. Heather took another breath, filling her lungs with resolve and sighed as she let it out. “Go ahead. Send him in.”
The handsome guy that entered her office sported a freshly shaven face and was minus the clown nose.