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Today’s post will begin Chapter 2. It’s more than 600 words, but I know that’s short. I apologize again about that. I can only allot an hour a week to the story and that leaves me with short pieces to share.
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The next morning, Will and Liz were up early. Will didn’t have to be in the garage until nine, for final practice, but liked to be part of the day’s set-up activities. It helped build the team, and without his team, Will knew he could not win races.
Liz made breakfast for them both, and they sat together at the small table and ate, chatting about Will’s expectations for the day and Liz’s plans.
“I have two video conferences, and then I want to take a look at the posting schedule for my new client.”
Will lowered his mug and swallowed the coffee in his mouth. “Today’s final practice will only be two hours. After that, I have an interview with Jeff and an appearance at a local children’s hospital. Will you be able to go with me to the appearance?”
“Of course. If I have to, I can work on the schedule later in the day. Where is your interview?” Liz looked at her planner, making a note about Will’s appearance.
Spearing his last bite of sausage, Will lifted his fork. “Here. I hope that’s okay. It never occurred to me to check with you.”
Liz leaned over and stole a kiss before he could eat the sausage. Leaning back, she assured him she didn’t mind. “Don’t worry about it. I should have asked what your schedule was like before I made these appointments. If I have to, I can move into the bedroom to finish the calls.” She picked up the client folders and began looking through her notes. “I see no reason why I can’t be finished before you and Jeff get here, though.”
Washing his meal down with the last of the coffee in his oversized mug, Will pushed his plate away. He wrapped his arm around Liz’s shoulders and pulled her close. “Good. I’d hate to have to chase you down somewhere.” He nuzzled her ear as she tipped her head to the side.
“Mmm,” Liz purred. “Pretty sure I could outrun you if I really wanted to.”
“Not a chance,” Will declared, pulling his head back. “I’m a champion stock car driver.”
“I can go where that car of yours cannot.” Liz winked and then slid away from him on the bench seat. She tossed her head as she stood and walked away, leaving Will staring, mouth open, as he wondered what that could possibly mean.
Three hours later, after a successful set-up and final practice, Will led Jeff Black into the motorhome. Liz had just finished her second conference call and was closing her laptop.
“Hey, Babe,” Will said, leaning in for a kiss, “How did it go?”
“Very well, actually. I think I have two very happy clients.” Liz looked over Will’s shoulder at their guest.
Will took the hint and, straightening, made the introductions. “Liz, this is Jeff Black. He’s one of the reporters you called back in January. Jeff, this is my wife, Liz.”
Liz leaned over the table to shake Jeff’s hand. “It’s so nice to meet you, finally! It’s sometimes hard to believe that two people can be at the same racetracks week after week and never see each other.”
“I agree,” Jeff laughed. “I’ve seen you around, though, zipping through the garage on that golf cart. I try to stay out of your road.”
“She loves that thing.” Will chuckled at Jeff’s joke. “I’ve threatened a time or two to put a governor on it.”
Liz rolled her eyes. “I think I’ll leave now. You can make jokes about my speed or lack thereof out of my hearing.” She sniffed, picked up her laptop and folders, and winked at Jeff before kissing her husband and walking to the back of the motorhome.
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