Filed to story: The Lingering Kiss of Farewell Novel
I will endeavour to keep this quiet until the AVO and Restraining orders have been resolved. I would greatly appreciate you advising your client not to reinstate them, or things will inevitably get messy. I don’t want this, for myself, for my client Calvin, for yourself or your client, Marilyn (Marrin) and her two children.
I would like for yourself Mr Stevens, your client, Marilyn (Marrin) and myself, to attend a sit??own meeting and mediate the terms of this becoming full knowledge to my client, Calvin. We have just under five months to sort this out and find a way for all parties to come to a suitable agreement, which will be the best option for your client.
If Miss Riddley is unhappy and declines the offer I’m putting on the table, I will simply give a copy of everything in this file, that I have sent to you, and wish you to pass on to Miss Riddley. To my client and allow him to deal with it the way he sees fit. You’re aware now that he is a man who does not take things lightly.
Sincerely yours, William Jameson,
Marilyn
She was watching Callum and Vincent play outside in the yard while waiting for the driver to come and collect them for school. Their lives had returned to normal with the start of the new school year. She had not brought up Houston or her book tour, or what had happened, nothing since coming home and she kind of pushed it aside when the boys had questions. They seemed to have let it go themselves
Liam had called her regarding that meeting William Jameson wanted, and it had been organised. She couldn’t ignore it and Liam had advised her not to either. Best to see what it was the man wanted in order to keep Calvin away from her still. She would be headed for his hotel directly after the boys were dropped off at school this morning.
There had been an assurance that William would be alone and Calvin would not be in this mediation he’d requested. She wasn’t allowed to drive yet herself. She still had moments of dizziness and, although it had now been seven weeks since the stairwell incident, and they were getting less. It wasn’t safe for her to drive.
Her doctor had yet to give the all clear, and had told her that, like her first injury, it would be six months to a year, and only if her dizzy spells were gone completely. Her last accident, she’d not been able to drive for just over six months post her hospital discharge. So he was expecting the same timeframe or a bit longer even.
She had a driver currently to take the twins to and from school and her doctor’s appointments, and she’d been using her today as well to go to that meeting. She couldn’t go to New York for it, so she had allowed Liam to make their meeting in Roanoke, Virginia, a 35??o??0??inute drive from where she lived. It was considered local but not near her house, which was actually off the main roads and a little on the difficult side to find if one didn’t know the roads.
She knew this was going to give that man an idea of where she lived, but realistically, anywhere within an hour of Roanoke could be looked at as to where her hometown was. It would still be difficult to find unless he had a private investigator digging into her fully. She didn’t think so at this time, or he’d likely have just sent that letter direct to her, as an unspoken threat of I know where you live and can tell my client anytime I like.
The school drop off was easy, and she waved them goodbye and reminded them that Ashley would be picking them up after school and got a
“We know, we don’t have amnesia,”
Right back and then they’d laughed and run off, her boys were back to normal it seemed, that was a good thing for her to see.
They d do like to torment you about that, don’t they?”
Ashley chuckled from the driver’s seat.
“Yes, it’s a running joke in our house,”
she’d nodded as Ashley had pulled the car out from the school drop off zone and headed for Roanoke.
Where she found Liam Stevens waiting for her in the hotel lobby, he smiled at her,
“Morning Marilyn.”
“Morning,”
she’d greeted him back/”You didn’t need to meet me down here, I know which room you’re in, and where the meeting will be held.”
“All’s good,”
he waved it off.
“How goes your recovery, cast free I see.”
he nodded and motioned for her to follow him.
“Yes, they came off last week. I can finally type properly and no more pirate jokes from the boys with my use of one crutch.”
She chuckled softly.
They are rambunctious. I can hear that when I call you at times, he nodded.
They stepped into the elevator, and she asked
“Is he here?”
because a part of her didn’t believe that Calvin’s lawyer wouldn’t tell him everything he’d found out.
“William? Yes,”
Liam nodded.
“Calvin was not with him. That kind of surprised me a little too. He’s already set up in my room and wants to get the ball rolling. He flew in last night like I did.”
“I don’t understand why he needs to do this. Get the ball rolling, from what I read we’re divorced, right?”
she did want clarification of that.
“Yes, legally you are.”
Liam nodded as they rode the elevator to the third floor, then walked down the hall to his room and he ushered her inside. All the blinds in here were open, and going from the somewhat darker hallway to a bright sun??it room made her dizzy, and she snapped a hand out to the wall to steady herself and stopped walking. It was one of her triggers, something the neurosurgeon tested her on as well.
“Marilyn?”
Liam asked her curiously.
1 still get dizzy going from dark to light or inside to outside at times. Kind of triggers a vertigo??ike sensation.
