No Ordinary Love (the beggining of my novel)
This time not caring about trying to shield herself from the rain, she arrived at her townhouse. Before she had gotten on the Beltway it had started to rain heavier and steadily and her hair was as frazzled as she was. Picking up the phone to dial her friend Monica’s number she kicked off her heels and struggled to remove her damp clothes. “Monica, how could you hook me up with someone that wasn’t even going to show up or at least call me on my cell, to say he couldn’t make it,” Skye yelled into the phone.
“Are you sure he didn’t try to call you on your cell, I know how you like to forget to turn the ringer on,” Monica questioned on the other end of the phone.
“Yes, I’m sure! I had my cell phone on in the restaurant and when I was in the car. Just do me a favor and don’t try and hook me up anymore. I would’ve had better luck if I had placed an ad in the City Paper!” Skye had stripped down to her underwear and was looking around her bedroom for her robe as her dog, Mariposa, watched the whole scene with mild amusement from atop her bed.