Friday Fictioneers – There’s No Stopping Your Heart

Author’s Note: I want to drop two things for new people who are part of the world of mine, the Music and Fiction world.

The first is a good friend of mine who runs her own blog, called “Oh My Gloss“. She deals more with cosmetics, and a lot of it is from Korean companies. However, Sarah (the blogmaster) really has a lot of good advice and products. Take a quick step over, if you can, and take a look. And tell her that Music and Fiction sent you.

The second is for a great person who has been overcoming a lot of difficulties to become a real good person in the world of cosplay (costume play, aka dressing up and having fun.) Mosey on over to Precious Pearl Cosplay and Cats, on Facebook, and see a little look at what she does. She’s pretty good on things, and is responsive. She is also living out a dream as a vet assistant, hence the cats part of her page. Check it out.

Anyhow, long enough to talk…here’s today’s Fictioneers, with an old favorite song of mine from my childhood:

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© Dale Rogerson

There’s No Stopping Your Heart

 

by Miles H. Rost

“How many has that been, Kelly?”

Kelly Mangum looked at the two bouquets on the office table.

“I believe that’s six in two weeks.”

Frieda, her co-worker, was perplexed by this. She was the redhead with the killer bod, and she got no flowers. Kelly was a simple girl, yet kept getting bouquets galore.

“So, what’s your secret?”

Kelly smiled and directed Frieda to come closer.

“I mean what I say and say what I mean. He’s crazy for me, because I’m honest.”

Frieda blinked. Is it that simple? she thought.

“It’s that simple. Be honest, and you’ll get attention.”

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47 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – There’s No Stopping Your Heart

  1. Sounds like you’d better clone that guy. I’ve never been involved with anyone who has given me flowers that often. There was one who used to bring me Lindt Chocolate. That was yum!
    xx Rowena

      • Looks can be deceiving. I know of one huge, muscle-bound Marine, who scares the willies outa me everytime I see him. He just has that “scare glare” thing going all the time. Yet, he carries in his hind the tiniest little teacup Chihuahua you ever saw, and he’s ever so gentle. He’s a big old teddy bear in a dragons skin. Love the guy!

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