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  • Dorothy
  • Paula
  • Freda
  • writing
  • under
  • her
  • pen
  • name
  • Marianne
  • Dora
  • Rose
  • presents
  • a
  • clean
  • inspirational
  • Christian
  • romance
  • entitled
  • CELESTE.
  • Two
  • young
  • women,
  • Celeste
  • and
  • her
  • long-time
  • friend,
  • Florence,
  • each
  • mired
  • by
  • two
  • failed
  • relationships,
  • each
  • in
  • search
  • of
  • a
  • man
  • who
  • can
  • love
  • them
  • and
  • commit
  • to
  • them
  • with
  • all
  • his
  • heart
  • and
  • soul,
  • have
  • lost
  • hope
  • of
  • ever
  • finding
  • true
  • lasting
  • love.
  • But
  • there
  • are
  • two
  • such
  • men
  • for
  • them
  • waiting
  • to
  • be
  • discovered,
  • if
  • these
  • two
  • young
  • women
  • will
  • but
  • look
  • past
  • the
  • physical
  • and
  • into
  • the
  • soul.Excerpts:
  • ...
  • As
  • soon
  • as
  • she
  • felt
  • that
  • Celeste
  • was
  • ready
  • to
  • meet
  • a
  • morally
  • decent
  • man
  • to
  • capture
  • her
  • heart,
  • Aunt
  • Sadie
  • set
  • about
  • arranging
  • blind
  • dates
  • for
  • her,
  • young
  • devout
  • Christian
  • young
  • men
  • she
  • considered
  • worthy
  • of
  • her
  • niece.
  • Among
  • them
  • was
  • Girard,
  • a
  • tall,
  • slightly
  • stout,
  • broad-shouldered,
  • pleasant-faced
  • young
  • man.
  • He
  • had
  • sung
  • in
  • the
  • Church
  • choir
  • since
  • childhood,
  • and
  • as
  • his
  • voice
  • deepened
  • with
  • maturity,
  • so
  • did
  • his
  • devotion
  • to
  • the
  • Lord.
  • His
  • piety
  • filled
  • his
  • mellow
  • tenor
  • hymns,
  • and
  • often
  • brought
  • tears
  • to
  • the
  • Congregation
  • as
  • they
  • attended
  • Mass.
  • ...
  • Girard
  • responded
  • favorably
  • to
  • Aunt
  • Sadie’s
  • attempt
  • to
  • match
  • him
  • with
  • Celeste.
  • Unfortunately,
  • although
  • Celeste
  • admitted
  • she
  • found
  • him
  • the
  • nicest
  • of
  • the
  • blind
  • dates,
  • as
  • he
  • was
  • a
  • gentleman,
  • kindhearted
  • and
  • respectful,
  • a
  • gentle,
  • good-humored
  • soul,
  • she
  • had
  • her
  • eye
  • on
  • another
  • boy,
  • Barry,
  • wilder,
  • less
  • devout,
  • more
  • worldly.
  • They
  • attended
  • the
  • same
  • college,
  • majoring
  • in
  • business
  • courses,
  • and
  • decided
  • to
  • live
  • together,
  • study
  • together
  • and
  • save
  • on
  • expenses.
  • Midway
  • their
  • education,
  • Barry’s
  • father
  • passed,
  • and
  • left
  • him
  • and
  • his
  • mother
  • a
  • sizable
  • insurance
  • benefit.
  • Barry
  • announced
  • flatly
  • that
  • he
  • was
  • leaving
  • the
  • college
  • and
  • their
  • apartment,
  • and
  • registering
  • for
  • Med
  • School
  • which
  • he
  • now
  • could
  • well
  • afford.
  • And
  • that
  • was
  • that.
  • Once
  • again,
  • Aunt
  • Sadie
  • tried
  • to
  • match
  • her
  • with
  • Girard.
  • But
  • once
  • again,
  • unfortunately,
  • she
  • had
  • already
  • met
  • Jake....
  • “You
  • were
  • right
  • about
  • Jake,”
  • Celeste
  • admitted
  • to
  • her
  • aunt.
  • “But
  • he’s
  • out
  • of
  • my
  • life
  • now.” “Come
  • in
  • dear.
  • I’ll
  • help
  • you
  • with
  • your
  • luggage.” “Thank
  • you.”
  • The
  • warmth
  • of
  • the
  • kitchen,
  • and
  • heady
  • scent
  • of
  • pie
  • and
  • newly
  • perked
  • coffee,
  • emanating
  • from
  • the
  • opened
  • door,
  • lightened
  • the
  • pang
  • still
  • gnawing
  • at
  • her
  • heart
  • at
  • the
  • mention
  • of
  • Jake.
  • She
  • turned
  • to
  • take
  • the
  • heavier
  • of
  • the
  • two
  • suitcases. “Let
  • me,”
  • the
  • man
  • in
  • the
  • grey
  • and
  • black
  • hooded
  • button-down
  • sweater,
  • coming
  • up
  • the
  • two
  • steps
  • to
  • the
  • front
  • porch,
  • offered. “Girard,”
  • Celeste
  • gasped.
  • “What
  • are
  • you
  • doing
  • here?”
  • She
  • didn’t
  • wait
  • for
  • his
  • answer
  • and
  • turned
  • back
  • to
  • glower,
  • “Aunt
  • Sadie,
  • you
  • promised!” “He’s
  • not
  • here
  • for
  • you.
  • He’s
  • here
  • for
  • the
  • Apple
  • Pie.
  • You
  • know
  • I
  • always
  • invite
  • him
  • when
  • I
  • bake
  • one.” Girard
  • said,
  • “Not
  • to
  • worry,
  • Celeste.
  • I’m
  • here
  • only
  • to
  • welcome
  • you
  • back,
  • and
  • yes,
  • for
  • a
  • slice
  • or
  • two
  • of
  • your
  • aunt’s
  • scrumptious
  • pie.”
  • He
  • lifted
  • the
  • heavier
  • suitcase.
  • “Come
  • on,
  • let’s
  • go
  • have
  • that
  • pie.”
  • He
  • moved
  • past
  • her
  • into
  • the
  • small
  • foyer,
  • and
  • climbed
  • to
  • the
  • upstairs
  • hallway.
  • “I’ll
  • be
  • right
  • down
  • for
  • the
  • other
  • one.” “All
  • right,”
  • Celeste
  • scolded
  • with
  • a
  • helpless
  • glance
  • at
  • her
  • smiling
  • aunt....
  • The
  • receptionist
  • addressed
  • Celeste.
  • “Mr.
  • Michaels,
  • Manager
  • of
  • our
  • Installation
  • department
  • will
  • see
  • you
  • as
  • soon
  • as
  • you’re
  • finished
  • filling
  • out
  • your
  • application.” “Girard?”
  • Celeste
  • whispered
  • to
  • Florence. The
  • receptionist
  • turned
  • to
  • Florence.
  • "Your
  • interviewer
  • will
  • be
  • Mr.
  • Brian,” Florence
  • asked,
  • “Mr.
  • Brian,
  • as
  • in
  • William
  • Brian?” “Yes,
  • that’s
  • right.
  • Mr.
  • William
  • F.
  • Brian,
  • the
  • head
  • of
  • our
  • Personnel
  • department.” “Wil,”
  • Florence
  • whispered.
  • She
  • glanced
  • at
  • Celeste.
  • “I
  • should
  • have
  • guessed.” Celeste
  • nodded.
  • “They
  • always
  • were
  • the
  • best
  • of
  • friends.” “But
  • how
  • did
  • they
  • know
  • we
  • were
  • applying?”
  • Florence
  • remarked. “I’ll
  • give
  • you
  • three
  • guesses,”
  • Celeste
  • said. In
  • unison,
  • the
  • two
  • friends
  • harmonized,
  • “Aunt
  • Sadie,
  • who
  • else.” “I’m
  • tempted
  • to
  • leave,”
  • Celeste
  • said. Her
  • friend
  • entreated,
  • “We’re
  • desperate,
  • remember?” “Yes,
  • we
  • are,”
  • Celeste
  • replied,
  • miffed.
  • “Okay,
  • let’s
  • play
  • their game.”
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