Her stomach tightened and she chugged the remaining wine in her glass. Heat prickled across her skin like a thousand needles. She should have gone to LA. She should have realized running from a problem didn’t make the problem go away. Her brain screamed run and her feet twitched with the urgency to obey as the one answer she’d come home to find out robbed her of the ability speak. She was still in love with her sister’s husband.

Forbidden Promises
by Synithia Williams

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Copyright © 2020 by Synithia R. Williams

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Jet Set Confessions

by Maureen Child

One

“You’ve completely lost your mind.” Luke Barrett stared across the room at his grandfather. “You said you wanted me to come over to really talk. This isn’t talking, Pop. This is nuts.”

Jamison Barrett stood up from behind his desk, and Luke took just a moment to admire the fact that, at eighty, the old man still stood military-straight. Fit and strong, Jamison was a man to be reckoned with—as he always had been. His steel-gray hair was expertly cut, and he wore a tailored navy-blue pin-striped suit with a power red tie. The look he gave his grandson promised a battle.

“You should know better than to tell an old man he’s crazy,” he said. “We’re sensitive about that sort of thing.”

Luke shook his head. His grandfather had always been stubborn—Luke was used to that. But a few months ago, the old man had dropped a bomb and, clearly, he hadn’t changed his mind about it.

“I don’t know what else to call this,” Luke argued, feeling as frustrated as he had when Pop first brought this up. “When the president of a company suddenly makes a U-turn and wants to cut off its most profitable arm, I think that qualifies as nuts.”

Jamison came around the corner of his desk, probably hoping to put this little meeting on a friendlier footing. “I don’t have any intention of pulling out of the tech world. I only want to dial it back—”

“Yes,” Luke interrupted. “In favor of wooden rocking horses, bicycles and skateboards.”

“We’re a toy company first,” Jamison reminded him. “We have been for more than a hundred damn years.”

“And then we grew into Barrett Toys and Tech,” Luke pointed out.

“Grew in the wrong direction,” his grandfather snapped.