on
fine. I got out my clothes for the next day. That was real easy since I’d
gotten a balloon T-shirt and earrings today. I grabbed some jeans with
embroidered pockets, a pair of socks and Nike’s.
I couldn’t resist
looking out on the veranda. I opened the door off the bedroom and it revealed a
million stars. When God paints the sky, He does not mess around. It simply took
my breath. I couldn’t help but stare for a few minutes. I went back inside to
shower and get ready for bed after locking the door to outside.
I let the warm shower
water consume me. Afterward, I brushed my teeth, set the alarm clock, turned
down the music and sank into bed.
I got all enveloped in
the luxurious comfort of my new bed. I did the usual thinking in my head about the
day’s activities and events. The day and night were incredible. I thought of
Logan and the feelings I had when he touched me or looked at me. Could this be
happening so quickly? Could I really be falling head over heels for this
amazing guy? I couldn’t get the smell of his cologne out of my head.
I finally fell asleep,
but I awoke later to the sound of footsteps on the stairs. I got up and looked
out at the stairs and I saw nothing. I looked around and thought I must be
hearing things. I went back and got into bed once again. I tried to sleep, but
I thought I saw a shadow going past in the hall. “Hello,” I called out, but no
answer. I got up and went to the door and then into the hallway, where I again
saw nothing. I thought my imagination must been working overtime. I walked back
to my doorway and as I went through it, I felt a chill in the air. I shut and
locked the bedroom door and jumped in bed under the covers.
I awoke to the awful
sound of my alarm. I got up and went in the bathroom. I got smart and brushed
my teeth, got dressed, made my bed and collected my things and then went
downstairs. I rushed to the coffee pot for my coffee and poured in the pumpkin
spice creamer. I was now in heaven. It was still dark, so I drank my coffee
inside. I opened my laptop and went to Facebook. I went through my usual like,
like, and updated my status. Up, up, and away in my beautiful balloon
through the ‘Land of Enchantment’ today! I turned the computer off and
gathered my things, placing them on the table by the door.
I sat back down to
finish my coffee and heard Logan at the door. I went to open it and he said,
“Good morning, Isabella. Are you ready?”
“Morning. Yes, all set,” I replied.
I locked up and we
pulled out of the drive and past the security gates and we were on our way.
Logan said, “We are
leaving from our business parking lot.”
“Cool, how did you
arrange that?” I asked.
“Well, I have
connections with the pilot,” he replied.
“How’s
that?” I asked.
“He’s my uncle. His name
is Joe Hayes and he is my father’s brother. You’ll like him; he’s pretty cool,”
Logan said.
“That’s neat. You have
your own balloon pilot,” I said.
“It does have it perks
for sure, but on the downside, I have had to play balloon chaser on several
occasions,” Logan said.
We arrived at Logan’s
office and sure enough, there was the balloon being filled with air.
We got out and Logan
inquired, “Do you want to go watch it filling?”
“Yes,” I answered.
We walked over to the
balloon.
I watched in childlike
amazement as our balloon was made ready for us. Logan’s uncle came up to me and
said, “I don’t believe we’ve met, because I certainly would have remembered
it.”
Logan said, “Uncle Joe,
this is Isabella Reed.”
“Glad to meet you,”
Uncle Joe said.
“You, too,” I replied.
Joe said, “We will be
off in just a few minutes.”
“Great,” I replied.
The balloon was on the
ground and the basket was on its’ side on the ground. A fan was blowing into
the balloons’ envelope and the material opened up and was flooded with color
all of a sudden. It started to almost straighten up and it was beautiful
fine. I got out my clothes for the next day. That was real easy since I’d
gotten a balloon T-shirt and earrings today. I grabbed some jeans with
embroidered pockets, a pair of socks and Nike’s.
I couldn’t resist
looking out on the veranda. I opened the door off the bedroom and it revealed a
million stars. When God paints the sky, He does not mess around. It simply took
my breath. I couldn’t help but stare for a few minutes. I went back inside to
shower and get ready for bed after locking the door to outside.
I let the warm shower
water consume me. Afterward, I brushed my teeth, set the alarm clock, turned
down the music and sank into bed.
I got all enveloped in
the luxurious comfort of my new bed. I did the usual thinking in my head about the
day’s activities and events. The day and night were incredible. I thought of
Logan and the feelings I had when he touched me or looked at me. Could this be
happening so quickly? Could I really be falling head over heels for this
amazing guy? I couldn’t get the smell of his cologne out of my head.
I finally fell asleep,
but I awoke later to the sound of footsteps on the stairs. I got up and looked
out at the stairs and I saw nothing. I looked around and thought I must be
hearing things. I went back and got into bed once again. I tried to sleep, but
I thought I saw a shadow going past in the hall. “Hello,” I called out, but no
answer. I got up and went to the door and then into the hallway, where I again
saw nothing. I thought my imagination must been working overtime. I walked back
to my doorway and as I went through it, I felt a chill in the air. I shut and
locked the bedroom door and jumped in bed under the covers.
I awoke to the awful
sound of my alarm. I got up and went in the bathroom. I got smart and brushed
my teeth, got dressed, made my bed and collected my things and then went
downstairs. I rushed to the coffee pot for my coffee and poured in the pumpkin
spice creamer. I was now in heaven. It was still dark, so I drank my coffee
inside. I opened my laptop and went to Facebook. I went through my usual like,
like, and updated my status. Up, up, and away in my beautiful balloon
through the ‘Land of Enchantment’ today! I turned the computer off and
gathered my things, placing them on the table by the door.
I sat back down to
finish my coffee and heard Logan at the door. I went to open it and he said,
“Good morning, Isabella. Are you ready?”
“Morning. Yes, all set,” I replied.
I locked up and we
pulled out of the drive and past the security gates and we were on our way.
Logan said, “We are
leaving from our business parking lot.”
“Cool, how did you
arrange that?” I asked.
“Well, I have
connections with the pilot,” he replied.
“How’s
that?” I asked.
“He’s my uncle. His name
is Joe Hayes and he is my father’s brother. You’ll like him; he’s pretty cool,”
Logan said.
“That’s neat. You have
your own balloon pilot,” I said.
“It does have it perks
for sure, but on the downside, I have had to play balloon chaser on several
occasions,” Logan said.
We arrived at Logan’s
office and sure enough, there was the balloon being filled with air.
We got out and Logan
inquired, “Do you want to go watch it filling?”
“Yes,” I answered.
We walked over to the
balloon.
I watched in childlike
amazement as our balloon was made ready for us. Logan’s uncle came up to me and
said, “I don’t believe we’ve met, because I certainly would have remembered
it.”
Logan said, “Uncle Joe,
this is Isabella Reed.”
“Glad to meet you,”
Uncle Joe said.
“You, too,” I replied.
Joe said, “We will be
off in just a few minutes.”
“Great,” I replied.
The balloon was on the
ground and the basket was on its’ side on the ground. A fan was blowing into
the balloons’ envelope and the material opened up and was flooded with color
all of a sudden. It started to almost straighten up and it was beautiful
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