Someday soon Olivia planned to use her and Clete’s insatiable passion the way Nature intended and fill in the last remaining piece of her two-point-five that already included Allie and Juicy Fruit, but for the time being she was enjoying simply breathing in life one memory at a time. On the nights Allie was at her mother’s, and Clete and Olivia felt like leaving their cozy lobster den for a night out on the town, they would head over to Kitty’s for dinner and a couple of beers with George and Joel. Just like Clete, Joel couldn’t dance worth a crap—at least, not the way George and Olivia loved to dance. So, after the other customers and employees had left and the lights had been turned low, Clete and Joel would sit on opposite sides of a booth and drink and bullshit and leave George and Olivia to dance. Olivia planned to dance with George forever, even if she had to use one of those walkers with little tennis balls on the legs to do it.
“I love you, Baby Girl,” he would always say as he pulled her into his heart and held her close.
“I love you, too, Georgie,” she would always answer. “I’ll love you for always.”
And, as their hips began to move in perfection to the groove of the music and the rhythm of their hearts, George and Olivia danced.
The End
About the Author…
Donna Sturgeon lives in rural Nebraska with her two sons and her handsome husband who keeps trying to sweet-talk her into going camping. Given her deep adoration for indoor plumbing and pillow-top mattresses, it’s not likely to happen anytime soon. She loves the smell of puppy breath and takes her coffee with cream and sugar. Olivia is her second novel.
Table of Contents
Copyright
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
About the Author…
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