The Perpetual Search for Roses

Four years had rapidly passed.  Life was actually pretty good for the Rudolphs -- Jerrod  graduated from college and moved to Manhattan to take a job with the New York Stock Exchange;  Rita was released early from prison for good behavior; Spence made partner at his firm; and Missy and Spence had purchased a new home in Buckhead.  Regarded by some as “The Beverly Hills of the East,” Buckhead turned out to be the perfect choice for them.  In addition to its serene and beautiful neighborhoods, Buckhead had the excellent combination of offices, retail stores, hotels, restaurants, and entertainment spots. 

Missy retired from the school system and took a job in Corporate America.  She was the director of training for a firm in downtown Atlanta.  Business was good and Spence had less time to spend with Missy.  To offset her loneliness, Missy filled the gaps with her new career and church responsibilities, including singing in the choir.

“Spence, will you be able to join us tonight for dinner?  Rita and Mark are looking forward to spending some time with us.  Mark really wants this to be a special evening for Rita.  After all, it’s her birthday.  You know?” 

“I’m going to try but you know I can’t promise.  The Martin case has me tied down pretty solid these days.  The court date is only a week away.  Love you.  See you tonight.” 

Spence kissed Missy on the cheek, quickly grabbed his brief case, and dashed off to the office. 

It was nearly 10:00 p.m. when Missy arrived home from her evening out with Rita and Mark.  Mark was Rita’s new friend and support system.  They met at church and clicked almost immediately.  Just as Missy slipped off her high heels, the telephone rang.

“Hello.”

“Hey Miss, I’m still here at the office.  How was dinner with Rita and Mark?” 

“Good!  But we missed you terribly.  Are you coming in soon?”

“No, don’t wait up.  I’ll kiss you when I get in and I’ll talk with you in the morning.  How about fixing us a little breakfast in the morning?”

“That sounds good.   If you have the time?”

“Miss, I promise.  I’ll make the time.  I’ve been missing you, too.”

“Good night, Spence.  Drive carefully.”

“Good night.  Love you,” Spence replied. 

Missy went into the kitchen to put on a cup of tea.  She looked in the fridge to find her favorite, cinnamon rolls.  Missy preheated the oven and after 10 minutes, she placed the rolls in the oven.  After the rolls were done, she removed them from the oven and excitedly doused the rolls in icing, licking the spreader utensil clean.  While in her element, sipping on tea and smacking on rolls, the door opened.  Missy looked up.  It was Spence.

“Spence, what are you doing home?  I thought you were working for a few more hours.”

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