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“Of course I am,” Linarial joked.
“You almost had me! And remember to make an appointment with
David over at The Mane Attraction to get your hair done for the
party. I love you in an updo. He’s the best. Tell him I sent you.”
Linarial put the two dresses back in her closet and made that hair
appointment with David. Her cell was ringing. It was Reed again. “I
wanted to know if you’d like to meet me over at the Campbell’s Lake
House this evening? I have a showing and I know you love those
houses over in that area.”
“I’d love to! I’ve heard legends about that lake behind the house—
very intriguing.”
“Well, I’m leaving that legend out of my presentation tonight. I
don’t want to scare off any prospective buyers. The Jensons appear to
be motivated buyers. Please don’t mention it,” Reed stated firmly.
“I wouldn’t dream of it. Just let me know the time and I’ll see you
tonight.”
Reed hung up and thought about Linarial’s interests and how they
were such a sharp contrast from his own. He came from a large
family as Linarial only had her Aunt Mavis whom she lived with. She
never knew her father and her mother died from pneumonia when she
was nine years old. Her aunt had told her she was named after a rare
flower belonging to the Snapdragon family. That always made her
feel special. Since early childhood, she loved the outdoors and had a
natural talent for caring for plants and flowers.
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Reed, however, enjoyed the party scene, expensive clothes, fast
cars, and travel. Being born in the small town of Mt. Gilead, Ohio
seemed exciting to a child, but now that he had made a name for
himself in the real estate world, he was expanding to other areas in