Once (or Twice) In A Lifetime

By Gail McFarland

When you begin your life with nothing, the one you love can become everything. But what happens when that person leaves you -- forever?

Holding on, moving forward, taking a chance is hard... Unless the reward is a on a one-of-a-kind love affair.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gail McFarland
• Release date: Jun 24, 2011
• ISBN: 9781465850515

Gail McFarland

Gail McFarland was once the girl known for never failing to get an 'A' in Honors English. Today, as proof that the smart can also be sassy, she is the published author of more than 100 short romantic confessions and short stories, numerous ebooks, and ten popular contemporary novels including: SUMMERWIND (BET/Arabesque) THE BEST FOR LAST(BET/Arabesque) WHEN LOVE CALLS (BET/Arabesque) BOUQUET with Roberta Gayle and Anna Laurence (BET/Arabesque) DREAM RUNNER (Genesis Press) DREAM KEEPER (Genesis Press) WAYWARD DREAMS Genesis Press) LADY KILLER (LULU Books) ALL FOR LOVE (CreateSpace Books) DOING BIG THINGS (CreateSpace Books). Best known for her contemporary romantic novels, Ms. McFarland is a contributing member of The GA Peach Authors. Ms. McFarland is also a dedicated wellness/fitness advocate. She is currently an active fitness instructor, health coach, wellness consultant, and community health volunteer. A native of Cleveland, Ohio, Ms. McFarland now makes her home and place of literary creation in Atlanta, Georgia.

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Once (or Maybe Twice) In A Lifetime

Gail McFarland

Copyright 2011 by Gail McFarland

Smashwords Edition

Other Titles by Gail McFarland:

Genesis Press/Indigo:

Dream Runner

Dream Keeper

Wayward Dreams

Lady Leo Press:

If Ever

Can A Sistah Get Some Love (Anthology)

BET/Arabesque:

Summer Wind

The Best For Last

When Love Calls

Bouquet (Mother’s Day Anthology)

LULU Books:

All For Love

Lady Killer

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

This book, or parts thereof, may not be reproduced in any form without permission. For information, address: P.O. Box 56782, Atlanta, Georgia 30343.

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Once (or Twice) In A Lifetime

It was time to make a change and even before I knew where I was going, I knew I had to go. I didn’t need for anyone to tell me; I already knew that if I stayed where I was, the memories would just keep tripping me up and costing me everything that I had ever wanted from my life. If I stayed where I was, living would become a waste of breath for me, so I collected supplies and started packing.

And where are you going to go? Cammie Patterson just barged into my thoughts. She had a way of getting to a point, and when she tried to pin my intentions down, I kind of hated her for it, but that was and always had been Cammie.

I’ll know when I find it, I told her, hoping she would let it go from there.

But she struggled against every hope tried to muster. Are you looking for the perfect house, or the perfect escape?

Frowning didn’t help me out of the trap she was laying for me. So I tried, I don’t know what you mean.

Of course you do, Janae. You and Tony started out in this house. Together. Now he’s gone and you’re on your own, so the question is simple: are you running away to hide, or just plain running?

Damn. The girl was a thief and she’d stolen the little wall I’d built to hide behind. She’d stolen the piece of mind I’d lied myself into believing. Worst of all, she’d stolen the blinders I was hiding behind.

I don’t think I want to talk about this right now.

Of course you don’t. Of course you’re uncomfortable moving forward without Tony. She sighed and let drama color her voice. You were lucky enough to find and marry your hero – your perfect man. You were blessed with a once in a lifetime love, but who says it couldn’t happen again?

I turned to look fully into her face and shook my head. Do you even hear the words that are coming out of your mouth? Can we just do what we’re supposed to be doing here?

She tossed her head and tried to look wise. If you insist…

I pointed a stern finger toward the boxes at her side. I absolutely insist. There’s a ton of stuff to do in here.

Standing in the light from my wide kitchen windows, Cammie looked like she might have been more at home on a beach holding a drink with an umbrella in it. But bless her heart; she was giving me her best supportive effort and trying to help me get a start on the packing that I would eventually have to do. She pushed a box toward me with her foot. What do you want in here?

Cookbooks.

She pulled two big ones from the counter and stared