Hazards on the Hardwood (Hazards and Hijinks) by Patty A. Gammons Page A
Authors: Patty A. Gammons
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most popular pubs in New York City. She married young and divorced.
Sasha grew tired of her hectic schedule and she put the pub up for sale. An Irish businessman, Finn Flannery, answered the advertisement. It proved to be very lucrative for Sasha. She would never worry about her financial security ever again. She was basically set for life.
She bought an apartment in Manhattan.
Although, Sasha and Taffy were on opposite sides of the financial and social scale, they were good friends. A few gaps in their time spent together but they were only a phone call away from each other.
Once Sasha had made her mark financially, she figured she could help out Taffy if she needed to. The opportunity just hadn’t presented itself yet.
Taffy called Sasha’s old number, hoping that she would answer. “Hello, Sasha here.” Ah it sounded good to hear her voice after such a lengthy absence. “Hey Sasha, it’s me, Taffy. How are you dear? Haven’t heard from you in so long.” Taffy was happy to talk to her.
“Are you going to compete in the Lakeside Dance Competition? Please say you are. It would be so good to beat you! Just kidding!” Taffy hoped she would say yes.
“Yes I am planning on entering the competition with that crazy no good Raul. We still dance together now and then. Lately he’d been filling his nights with online dating websites. He and I as a dating couple are no more. I found him out by signing myself up on the site and baiting him. It worked! I found the scoundrel with a profile as fake as a high -schooler’s drinking I.D.”
“Oh Sasha, it’s good you found out now instead of later. Relationships are not easy to grow. Francois is as arrogant as they come. He’s always speaking in a fake French accent and acting like a continental gentleman when in reality, how continental could he be as a co-owner of a spandex factory? But the one good thing about Francois is that he dependable. He’s like a rock. He has helped me through some rough times and for that I’m grateful. So I give him a little room for error.” Taffy believed in Francois even if he was little dramatic and over the top.
Taffy mentioned this man hanging out in the coffee shop, and that he might be tailing her.
“What possible reason would he have for doing that? Did you flirt with him or something?” Sasha laughed at her own silly question.
“No definitely not!” Taffy sounded a little irritated at Sasha’s upfront question.
“I just heard something that really didn’t even make sense to me at all. Something about medications and a place that was producing it for him. Now why that would stir concern in the man I have no idea. Unless…he was doing something illegal. Maybe that was it. He was intending to hurt someone and I heard part of the conversation and he was probably afraid I would call the cops.” The scene played out again in Taffy’s mind. “He had looked angry and distracted. He didn’t even finish his coffee.”
“You need to act like you don’t know he’s tailing you and reverse it on him. Be sneaky and pop in a side door somewhere and see if he starts searching for you. And take a picture of him with your phone. You can zoom in when you get home. That way you can confirm if it’s the same guy or not.” Sasha was quite the little private investigator!
“That sounds like a great idea. You are one smart girl, Sasha…and a bit devious if I might say so myself!”
“Say Taffy do you want to meet at the coffee shop and head out from there and try to get him to follow us?”
“That sounds deliciously fun!” Taffy was all for it. They would meet up at noon at Starbucks and go from there. Yes, she might be able to corner this man and find out what he was really up to.
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Willie had to get something to eat. He was growing hungry as he waited outside Sasha’s apartment. He’d been there all night and it was cold out there. He was glad he’d thought to wear his heavy coat. He would love
Sasha grew tired of her hectic schedule and she put the pub up for sale. An Irish businessman, Finn Flannery, answered the advertisement. It proved to be very lucrative for Sasha. She would never worry about her financial security ever again. She was basically set for life.
She bought an apartment in Manhattan.
Although, Sasha and Taffy were on opposite sides of the financial and social scale, they were good friends. A few gaps in their time spent together but they were only a phone call away from each other.
Once Sasha had made her mark financially, she figured she could help out Taffy if she needed to. The opportunity just hadn’t presented itself yet.
Taffy called Sasha’s old number, hoping that she would answer. “Hello, Sasha here.” Ah it sounded good to hear her voice after such a lengthy absence. “Hey Sasha, it’s me, Taffy. How are you dear? Haven’t heard from you in so long.” Taffy was happy to talk to her.
“Are you going to compete in the Lakeside Dance Competition? Please say you are. It would be so good to beat you! Just kidding!” Taffy hoped she would say yes.
“Yes I am planning on entering the competition with that crazy no good Raul. We still dance together now and then. Lately he’d been filling his nights with online dating websites. He and I as a dating couple are no more. I found him out by signing myself up on the site and baiting him. It worked! I found the scoundrel with a profile as fake as a high -schooler’s drinking I.D.”
“Oh Sasha, it’s good you found out now instead of later. Relationships are not easy to grow. Francois is as arrogant as they come. He’s always speaking in a fake French accent and acting like a continental gentleman when in reality, how continental could he be as a co-owner of a spandex factory? But the one good thing about Francois is that he dependable. He’s like a rock. He has helped me through some rough times and for that I’m grateful. So I give him a little room for error.” Taffy believed in Francois even if he was little dramatic and over the top.
Taffy mentioned this man hanging out in the coffee shop, and that he might be tailing her.
“What possible reason would he have for doing that? Did you flirt with him or something?” Sasha laughed at her own silly question.
“No definitely not!” Taffy sounded a little irritated at Sasha’s upfront question.
“I just heard something that really didn’t even make sense to me at all. Something about medications and a place that was producing it for him. Now why that would stir concern in the man I have no idea. Unless…he was doing something illegal. Maybe that was it. He was intending to hurt someone and I heard part of the conversation and he was probably afraid I would call the cops.” The scene played out again in Taffy’s mind. “He had looked angry and distracted. He didn’t even finish his coffee.”
“You need to act like you don’t know he’s tailing you and reverse it on him. Be sneaky and pop in a side door somewhere and see if he starts searching for you. And take a picture of him with your phone. You can zoom in when you get home. That way you can confirm if it’s the same guy or not.” Sasha was quite the little private investigator!
“That sounds like a great idea. You are one smart girl, Sasha…and a bit devious if I might say so myself!”
“Say Taffy do you want to meet at the coffee shop and head out from there and try to get him to follow us?”
“That sounds deliciously fun!” Taffy was all for it. They would meet up at noon at Starbucks and go from there. Yes, she might be able to corner this man and find out what he was really up to.
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Willie had to get something to eat. He was growing hungry as he waited outside Sasha’s apartment. He’d been there all night and it was cold out there. He was glad he’d thought to wear his heavy coat. He would love
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