Missing Pieces of My Forever-Heart
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Authors: Janet Grosshandler
| Missing Pieces of My Forever-Heart | |
| Janet Grosshandler | |
| (2012) | |
| Rating: | ***** |
Missing Pieces of My Forever-Heart tells the unforgettable story of two teenagers’ fateful decisions and the resulting grown-up consequences that impact their lives and hearts forever.
News and Internet writer Cath Monahan finally has her life on an even keel after the death of her husband and her daughters’ leaving for college. But long-lost ex-high school boyfriend Jame Patterson has a reason for disrupting her peace and dropping back in her life like a stick of dynamite.
Cath and Jame’s history threatens all that she has built and the biggest threat will reveal a long-buried secret.
Filled with the highs and lows of teenage romance, adult struggle and fateful reality, Missing Pieces Of My Forever-Heart is the haunting story of Cath and Jame as they struggle to make things right after so many years of things being wrong.
Missing Pieces
of My Forever-Heart
by
Janet Grosshandler
This ebook is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events or locales is entirely coincidental. This is not the author’s story nor of any person she knows. However, the author does admit to having an old navy blue Volkswagen Beetle in high school and her junior chem teacher did scare the bejesus out of her.
The author also spent over 30 years as a high school Guidance Counselor and counseled teenage girls, who found themselves in difficult situations, and amid the tears and sadness, made decisions that affected their lives and the lives of others forever.
This ebook is a fiction based on teenage girls’ decisions and the resulting consequences they struggle with and live with each and every day. Janet’s heart goes with you all.
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Missing Pieces
of My Forever-Heart
by
Janet Grosshandler
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
He sat on my couch in April with a tentative smile on his face.
“I’m really glad you said you’d see me,” he said a bit sheepishly, that boyish grin appearing just as I remembered it from so many years ago. He had come home for just a short time he claimed. Like I cared.
“That’s OK,” I answered. What the heck did he want with me and why the hell did I let him in? Should I kick myself now or later…or both?
Silence descended, filling the space between us with heavy expectation on my part. Was this when I would finally get closure?
I sat in my chair, far across the room from him, not wanting to be any closer. Why the strategic placement? Because I didn’t want to feel the pull, the tug, the charisma he exuded since I fell in love with him when I was 14-years-old.
Chapter 2
31 Years Ago - Our Lady
of Sorrows High School
“Him. Him. That’s the one you’re gonna cheer for,” Maddie said poking me in the ribs a lot too hard.
“Which one?” I asked tugging on my new Our Lady of Sorrows cheerleading uniform.
Maddie had picked out the ninth grade boys we would cheer for and thereby make our first boyfriends at our new high school. We were too young for the upperclassmen, so if we had freshmen boyfriends, then we were “girlfriend material.” I know it sounds crazy, but as my new best friend, Maddie had her power over me and her reasoning commanded my obedience.
What did I know? I enrolled here, after taking a “placement test”, I guess to see if I was smart enough to enter this elite Catholic college preparatory high school. Little old me from the outskirts of Pleasantville, three towns away, made it in along with the upper class progeny of the prestigious Lakeside and Oceanside communities.
I knew only two other people from my hometown to make the selection process with me- Benny Higgins whose Dad owned the biggest bulldozer company in the state (and who ignored me all through elementary school and subsequently high school) and quiet, mousy Patricia Rosado, the brainiac of our eighth grade class who won a full scholarship to attend OLOS.
Me? I just wanted to get out of my tiny town full of tiny-minded people who wanted me to stay just like them.
I just couldn’t be that. If I had a dollar for every time someone said that I “march to the beat of a different drummer,” then I would have bought my way out a long time ago.
But Our Lady of Sorrows, I mean, wow! OLOS. The elite. The best. The one school everyone wanted to get into, and not only the Catholics. And I was in!
Now Maddie and I were sizing up our future boyfriends.
“That one- real tall, brown hair, brown eyes, takes Spanish.” (Taking Spanish was the middle level kids. I had landed in the upper echelon of the French-taking elite. Imagine that. They thought I was smart!)
Maddie’s voice grew louder. “His friends call him Jame or Jamie- I think it’s short for James or something. The basketball guys call him the ‘Jammer.’ He’s yours.”
As she screeched out the last part, the future love-of-my-ninth-grade turned and looked at us from across the aisle of the cafeteria tables. Wow! Nice eyes. OK, I’ll take him!
Little did Jame and David (Maddie’s victim) know but they were toast. The two cutest (well maybe) freshmen cheerleaders with the biggest breasts on the squad “liked” them. They didn’t have a chance.
I’m not sure whether it was our boobs or that these two basketball players were looking for cheerleader girlfriends, but Jame became my boyfriend on that Friday night, the first game of the season.
Chapter 3
“So how’ve you been?” He turned those molten chocolate-brown eyes on me again. No they weren’t. They were brown. Just brown. No molting, no chocolate.
“I’ve been better. Sometimes OK.” Yeesh! Could I have sounded more inane?
But really, life had been tough since my husband died five years earlier, raising my two girls on my own. I had grown stronger, more resilient. My kids were now in college and we were all doing fine. Just fine, until I got that friggin email.
Cath,
I’ve wanted to get in touch with you for a while now. So I thought I’d just take the chance & contact you. Got your email off your website. Hey- congrats on doing so well. Was wondering if I could see you. Have something I need to tell you.
