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Let me tell you my story…
It started long before my birth. This place, Ville de Peche’, translates from French to city of sin. It was not what the founding fathers had in mind when they came here. They named us Crique de Rue Agnes. St. Agnes Cove named for St. Agnes obviously, the patron saint of chastity and virgins. It was their dream to build the perfect city.
Unfortunately for them, the dream didn’t last long when pirates hit the cove… well, let’s just say the town got a new nickname that evolved into its name. Years passed, and once the age of pirating died down, Ville de Peche was left standing. It wasn’t long until the citizens rallied and a strong community came together each contributing to the town’s survival.
We were doing rather nicely until recently the economy took a downturn leaving many of us out of work, wondering how we would survive. Getting fired from the job that I loved was one of the biggest heartbreaks of my life, or so I thought at the time.
Several new families moved in from other struggling towns, and then a new group came to town. They were looking for something or somebody and decided this would be a great place to call home base while they started the search. Who would guess that these men would lead to my downfall? Not, I.
I was at home when some of the men came to my house. My husband was at work and my daughter at school. They were looking for a man and woman – no one I had ever seen - their colleagues who had gone missing from a small town in the middle of the desert. Why they were looking here, I couldn’t imagine and it was hard to concentrate with so much male testosterone in the air. I was speechless, never having seen such handsome men before… and that my dear friend was the beginning of the end.
My, don’t I wish Gabe had half of what these guys have, or so I thought to myself at the time. It wasn’t long before the mild flirting began and I’m ashamed to say that I was flattered that such handsome men would deign to even look twice at me. It didn’t take long for it to go one step and then another - further than I had intended. I was left breathless… needless to say it went downhill fast. Before anything irreparable could happen, the school bus drove up and gave me the incentive to chase them out of my house, but from the look on their faces they would be back.
I told my daughter, Jules , that I didn’t feel well, to fix herself a snack while I rested. But, let me tell you there was no resting going on, my body was so tense it was all I could do to lie there. What would I do if they did come back? But, then to my horror, I thought what if they didn’t? With a sinking feeling in my stomach, I knew my world was about to get rocked, I just could never have imagined the road that it would take.
Love the start!
Great start! 
at the comment Trif made about the flowers. May be it’s a guy thing that you want it all. I some times find the tease shot conveys much more than the full on in your face shot can. (pun intended. <eg>)
