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Let Me Call You Sweetheart
Let Me Call You Sweetheart
Let Me Call You Sweetheart
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Let Me Call You Sweetheart

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LET ME CALL YOU SWEETHEART - Old man Jack is in a bit of a bind when his wife finds some long lost love letters he had written to a previous girlfriend. She is hurt and gives him the cold shoulder and he does everything he can to try and win her back while trying to coach his shy grandson the finer points of wooing women.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJun 29, 2021
ISBN9798201426576
Let Me Call You Sweetheart

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    Let Me Call You Sweetheart - Chelsea Cotton

    Jack met Maryanne in a bar. It wasn’t the best love story from the sounds of it, but it wasn’t a normal bar either. It was 1963, and that was where all of the local twenty-somethings went to dance.

    Jack had just gotten back from a tour of duty. He wore his military uniform to the bar. He sat at one of the high tops and ordered a beer.

    Do you want to dance? He heard behind him, as he brought the bottle to his lips.

    He turned around and saw her there: purple dress with white polka dots, blonde hair sculpted perfectly to flip at her shoulders . . . Jack almost spit out his beer right there.

    Are you asking me to? he asked.

    Well, I like to give a man in uniform a little fun, she flirted.

    Jack set down his beer. Do you say that to every man you see in a uniform?

    Only the cute ones, she admitted.

    Oh, he laughed. So I’m cute. Well my, my you have a way with words, little lady. What’s your name?

    She smiled. Maryanne.

    The two of them danced that night, and every night of the week for a month. Eventually they fell in love, and, as fate would have it, Jack married Debbie, the girl he grew up next door to.

    Fifty years later, Jack was sitting on the bed, with his dear Debbie standing in front of him, a shoebox in her hand.

    I was looking for your dress shoes, she said, hysterical. "For the funeral. You know, Ken’s funeral. My brother. My best friend. The man who said I shouldn’t marry you because you were the

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