-Lony is still boring.
I chuckled and hit reply.
Boring Lony,
I’m not sure if I like horses, but I feel like a duke romance should always be on one’s itinerary. I’m sitting in some castle grounds, maybe today will be my lucky day for my duke to find me.
-Marissa
I smiled, hoping he would take the bait.
Marissa,
Well, I will now have nightmares. Maybe that will bring you happiness. If not, you should know all my cookie preferences now have sprinkles. Because sprinkles remind me of happiness, sunshine, and you.
-Dreaming of dukes.
I couldn’t stop my laugh. Nearby tourists looked down at their audio device, clearly waiting for the joke that had me laughing. My cheeks were stinging, but not from the cold. I couldn’t erase my grin.
That also meant Carol hadn’t sold. Would she still want to? I had little saved up, but I could work out a payment plan or something. Maybe I could ask Scott if he wanted to partner with me? He was great with the boring business side of things.
Lony,
I’m not sure I deserve this trip that you have given me. I probably should've turned it down, but my only excuse, pathetic as it sounds, is I have a long history of running, and where better to run than London?
I think the only thing that would make it better would be someone to share it with. Someone to plan with.
Side note: I might need a business partner. Are you interested?
-Marissa
I could picture a wonderful, happy future. It held so many possibilities. Hopefully Scott would see it that way too. I made my way to the round tower to climb the stairs. I wanted to see everything I could in this moment and save it to my memory.
Marissa,
Still a no for Lony . . . we could shorten it to bringer of your happiness (BoyH). Maybe your next trip will be for two?
I’m intrigued. What’s your business idea? Does it involve dukes?
-BoyH
I chuckled. A woman in her twenties bumped my shoulder. “I don’t know what you are listening to, but it seems far more exciting than what I have.”
I smiled. “I paused the tour and am talking to a man.”
“Rightfully so, anything that screams happiness like your smile takes precedence.”
I was happy. Very, very, happy. I couldn’t keep from smiling. It looked like I might have found my happiness in London after all, although it wasn’t at all what I had expected. Scott was always making me happy. London wasn’t where I found my happiness. Loving myself and allowing myself to love Scott was where I would find my happiness.
What was a business idea I could share? I couldn’t tell him I was hoping to run the B&B and community center, and hopefully with him. Not yet.
BoyH isn’t working for me. Makes me wonder about Boy A-G.
Two might be good, if I could find the right person. Still no to the whole duke situation. Or at least a good, starched shirt. My business idea . . . How about Everything Pumpkin! Growing, baking, chucking . . .
-Marissa
I admit it. I laughed out loud at my own joke.
