There I met an architect and together we drew plans for my new home. That was five years ago. I moved into the house about eighteen months later. I s...ent a good deal of the construction time traveling around the world and exploring. All of the travels helped to convince me even more that I had chosen the right place to live in Sedona. And as I began to meet people and make friends in town, my decision was confirmed even more. I joined a country club and settled into a life of leisure. I let it. I never understood why he refuse to purchase another, its like he enjoys seeing me tangle with the blasted contraption. “Come.” William sounded exasperated. Feeling the dread, I entered, the room noticing his eyes immediately flew from my face to my chest, the corner of his lips curling a little. “Ah, I see you have had another run in, Why is it, Melissa, you are the only one who seems to have grief?” his voice holding that usual exasperated tone. I hated that. “I have no idea sir.” Walking to. "Who says chivalry is dead," Jasmine remarked as we hit the street and headed for Yao's. "I mean, my last boyfriend never did that for me. What a jerk. Even though men and women were created equal, I still think it's a nice touch when a guy holds the door for a woman." I think so, too. It's not that I'm living in the past or long for the old days. I just think it's nice to be polite. Besides, it all comes back to you eventually. You know, what goes around comes around, or something like. It was, with my eyes closed, a deep male voice said from behind me, “May I share this table? “ Partially startled, and mostly annoyed, I turned quickly to give a response. As I was turning my head, he was coming around to the front of the table, I lifted my glasses so that I may see him more clearly. “Oh my” I thought “this guy is gorgeous!” I took a deep breath to respond, while he started to seat himself. An entire table, and he sits in such a way, that one leg goes between mine on the.