Jeffery
had been watching the game—okay, only some of it. Mostly he stole glances at
his beloved wife. Just like Wendy and
unknown to him, his mind had drifted back in time—to the exact same time, in
fact. It was, to Jeffery—and to Wendy if you bothered to ask her-- the pivotal
point in their lives—the point at which they fell irrecoverably in love.
For
a solid month before that day, however, Jeffery had begged and pleaded, needled
and bugged Dawn to please, please, please introduce him to her new best friend,
the sassy southern belle who everyone was talking about and wanted to get to
know--some more ardently than others, but none so much so as Jeffery. Finally,
after the spectacular win over Skylerton’s junior varsity football team, Dawn
gave him the best gift any friend could. That was the day he first met and spoke to the
love of his life, Wendy Meadows.
