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A Better Pair of Shoes "The Thinner Soul", a novel- Chapter 4 and 5

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#ABPOS "The Thinner Soul", Chp. 4


Radiance- Off years are fun; breakfast, brunch, dinner, a dog park with a friend for a walk, an over-zealous meeting with no real mind to get going.  I've got sticky notes for days, stacked atop each other.. with horizontal sidelines and vertical bylines.  It all just sits there until suddenly there comes a fire under your pants.  I received a wedding dress eight years ago, and it naturally ruined my tour.  Finding that landing for my eyes, keeping the mind in one lane, and pretending that I wasn't imagining him coming to the edge of the stage to say "I told you so" was too heartbreaking.  Whether the fans felt the detachment or not, is unknown to me.  I might have heard a rumor or two but I kept my ears fixed on the real critics, and what felt like embarrassment was labeled endearing and empathetic.  

He's been with me in five different countries and has surprised me many times, but there's something that severed our bond way back there.  I call it counsel.  Reece calls it a raft.  And Kaylin probably calls it grace.  

These days the fire and the flame is for the one whose ring I wear, and the only tremor in my heart is the thought that there's no more road for Radiance Dunbar.  Eaton?  Well, he may be the dress hanger.  And as for the number eight, you've never seen a wedding dress until you've seen a dress from Eight up close.  The shimmer, the perfection of seams, the choice of stones and beaderies.  I still don't know how I walked it to the trash two times, but it happens.  John came boldly when I was hanging her back up, and whether he thinks I'm hiding a guy in my closet or not.. nobody goes in there and I do mean nobody.  Likewise, I'm not allowed in his bathroom, and I've found that equality has a positive effect on relationships.  Problem is there's no equality in the sentiments that they leave behind.  One's working on it, and one was born with it.  One deals in contracts, and one writes contracts.  And with John he's probably more apt to pick out my shoes and not the dress.  Four months to the big countdown and all my prayers are that he doesn't find out about my untamed heart.


#ABPOS "The Thinner Soul", Chp. 5


Reece- Just yesterday we were Ample Records and now all anyone ever talks about is the blog.  The deal was good.  It took us into a universe of our own, but blood is thicker than water and she did cut him.  They both did, and I didn't know how much of him was still in me.  Although, no one ever knows how he gets to her or why they're the thicker family.  I suppose it doesn't matter.  Just like Sam keeps his background as safe keeping, so do I.. and what we've built is nothing like water.  Sam, Jeff, and I keep all Ample pockets alive.  Although Radiance is trying to get her surf on the boards again, and I'm not setup to get in her way.  We're Ample; Independent Royalty.. and we call the records.  That's what K-Ezra needs to know and all her fans.  I still look over the contract Kayla wrote from time to time, and now that's contract royalty.  I just couldn't see Kaylin's shade of green coming; and the savior, she's got fans you don't want to touch.  But nobody sees the bricklayers up this high, and it's all a learner's game.  There are no teachers.. only learners and fans.



A Better Pair of Shoes “The Thinner Soul”, a novel
Copyright 2020 by Natisha Renee Williams and Grace Call Communications, LLC
Also Known As…  #ABPOS The Thinner Soul

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