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house and we’ll do supper at five o’clock sharp. Don’t be late. Oh, and the main house is the big white one at the end of this driveway and around the large tree we just came from.” Aunt Marie smiled and went straight faced in a half a second then quickly headed back in that direction as Stacy stood in shock.
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    Stacy took the first thirty minutes trying to reach Millie and Anna to give them a piece of her mind. They set her up. Here she was, thinking that she was fooling them about the intensity of the situation with her boss stalking her, and they went right along with it. Her new home was in Texas, living on a farm and helping a woman who, despite her tanned, wrinkled skin and what would be considered senior age, had more gall, attitude, and strength than Stacy herself could ever have. Stacy didn’t think that she handled the situation with her boss poorly. She just wondered if she didn’t break his nose if he would have given up on pursuing her. It was as if by her fighting back, he was more determined to break her and conquer her. She felt the chills run through her body. There was a definite fear there. A fear of not just men in general, but ones that could be perceived as intimidating and superior in nature. It was crazy, but she instantly thought about the cowboy she met with Ron. He appeared large and rugged. The fact that he appeared out of nowhere on open land filled with miles of grass and pasture as far as her eyes could see made her think of danger.
    She suddenly felt afraid of the wildness about the farmland and a sense of vulnerability. The tears stung her eyes. This move was supposed to be empowering and a beginning established on a foundation of new inner strength. It wasn’t supposed to reveal more of her inner weakness and reservations about being alone and handling life on her own. But in actuality, that was precisely what she accomplished by moving out here. The isolation from the norm and unknown dangers were a complete reversal of city life to country life in a flash. How am I going to do this? She inhaled the scent of the house and the old-home smell and the hint of wild flowers passing through the ugly, faded beige curtains. The fear of the unknown was not going to bring her down. A day at a time and keep to yourself, Stacy, and you’ll get through this and find the answers you’re looking for. She looked around the house, noting the time and realizing that she needed to get to the main house in fifteen minutes. She absorbed all the work the little cottage needed. That her little cottage needed, and she mentally noted the supplies she should get and where to start. She was going to make this work, and she was going to survive. New York was behind her, and it was nothing but a memory.
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    “What do you mean you have no idea where she is? All I asked was that you watch her, and you can’t even do that,” Barry Weiner yelled into the cell phone. He was sitting on a lounge chair on a beach in the Bahamas. It was something his pain-in-the-ass wife suggested to help him deal with the accusations going through the office about his sexual flings. Plus his broken nose would take time to heal, and it was easier to go away and not deal with all the questions than to stick around work and make excuses. She insisted that he come along with her and act like the husband he was supposed to be. The stupid bitch should have known by now that all he wanted was a stake in her father’s company. That’s why he had courted her in college and landed this job straight out of Harvard. Why else would he put up with her annoying, unintelligent banter and skinny, scrawny body?
    “I tried sir, but it was difficult with the cops hanging around her place. I planted that gift you wanted me to plant, but her friend intercepted it,” Curtis replied, and Barry could hear the fear in Curty’s voice.
    “Fuck! You were supposed to handle this. It’s your ass on the line as well. I am not going