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Rich dark chocolate melted slowly in her mouth, as she read the note that she found under the candy kiss. I will be back by sunset my love. Surprise! Have our bags by packed. Tomorrow morning we will be in New Orleans where you will waken to the aroma of fine coffee and beignet, on the Balcony overlooking Jackson Square. Our apartment awaits!
Dreamily, she packed the suitcase, reminiscing of he first time they were in New Orleans. The morrow would mark twenty years since she wed the most romantic man on earth. Though they had no children, their life was complete.
With their careers and active social calender they had always teased they hadn't even had time to grow old! Actually they kept so busy , children were never a thought until it was to late for her to have them. She had told him last February , and saw the sadness come over his face at the news. At forty, they were finally ready to concentrate on something other than their careers. Both of the businesses were over the top. Now, ready to settle down and stop working so much , Dr. Clarkson said it was about three years too late.
It has been two years it has been since they were in their city of romance! Stephan' wouldn't let her see their city in ruin after the hurricane. He had gone immediately to help out in the hospitals. Although a plastic surgeon, he was a fine all around doctor. He certainly was not one to stay away while so many needed help He closed his office within the week and left for New Orleans. Having grown up in the Garden district, he was devastated to find the family home was under water. It had been built by a relative also named Stephan in eighteen ninety -one and had been the home he was raised in. They never had lived in it because he and his cousin Barth never had seen eye to eye on anything;so, after college, he left the family behind for the life they had made in Florida.
Finally, their French Quarter apartment was now revamped and ready for them to see. Being a decorator, she wanted to do it all herself, but Stefan' had insisted she have nothing to do with the plans at all. Alas, she would see her city and her apartment again, and she had a surprise of her own for her husband . He will get the news on the Balcony tomorrow . . . .
She unwrapped another chocolate as she smiled knowing she had pulled one over on him this time!
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