Ten Dead People I wish I’d known
- Edward VIII – Later the Duke of Windsor, Edward VIII abdicated the throne of England to “marry the woman I love”. At Fort Belvedere, on December 10, Edward signed his abdication notices. From his abdication address, which was polished by Winston Churchill, “But you must believe me when I tell you that I have found it impossible to carry the heavy burden of responsibility and to discharge my duties as King as I would wish to do without the help and support of the woman I love.” It’s a romantic tale and one that has been linked with Hitler and social ineptitude, but I still love him. He was only tall. I would have towered over him but I would love to have been Wallis Simpson
- Wallis Simpson – The American divorcee captivated a prince who would be king. I’d like to ask her how she did it and what it was like. The era was opulent, just before the First World War. She was Edward VIII’s “the woman I love”.
- “What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.” Oscar Wilde “The world was my oyster…but I used the wrong fork.” I love his wit and even wisdom. His Ballad of Reading Gaol is poignant and deep. He was jailed (gaoled) for his affair with Lord Alfred Douglas. He is, of course, the author of The Picture of Dorian Gray.
- Charles II – His father was beheaded at the order of Oliver Cromwell (Cromwell was a murdering bastard—no Royalist sympathies here!). Charles spent years as a roaming prince never quite welcome at any court in Europe, but in 1660, he was restored to the throne of England without an ounce of bloodshed. He was invited home. He was a rake, yes. He had many mistresses and illegitimate children and never an heir to the throne. He was king during the Great Plague and the Fire of London. He is one of my favorite historical figures.
- Duke of Newcastle – was known for his horsemanship during the time of Charles II. I’m a great lover of the horse, and by all accounts he was a master horseman. In my book, Sinners’ Opera, the hero Morgan D’Arcy who accompanied Charles II into exile studied with the Duke of Newcastle.
- Chopin – What can I say? I love his music, and his story of love with George Sand (a woman author) is quite beautiful.
- George V – Unprepared to be king, he was thrust upon the throne when Edward VIII abdicated. I’d love to get into his head at that moment.
- Lucy Walters – She bore Charles II’s first illegitimate son, whom he later named the Duke of Monmouth. In years ahead, this first born son was involved in political intrigue.
- John Winston Lennon – I loved the Beatles, and though my favorite was Paul McCartney, John was a driving force and a revolutionary. The Ballad of John and Yoko! I’m telling you my age!
- Robin Williams – his wit and ability to make people laugh failed him in the end. I never saw one Robin Williams’ movie, even What Dreams May Come, that didn’t have a bit of humor in it. I know I’m not alone in missing him. My Favorite Martian.
This has been a serious post because to me writing about dead people is serious. But I love ghost stories, shiver, and have nightmares. After reading or watching something scary, I sleep with the sheet pulled tight beneath my chin. Hey, you don’t know who, what, is under the bed, right?
Love For Sale
by Linda Nightingale
March Morgan still believes in true love, but her faith in finding her soul mate is slowly vanishing. She’s been married but never in love. So, it is a miracle to find that fantasy exists on the last page of a glossy women’s journal. Mayfair Electronics, Ltd., in black and white, offers Love for Sale. The London firm has engineered sentient androids indistinguishable from human. She flies to England and meets the man she has been searching for her entire life.
Christian requires no programming to love March at first sight. He’s handsome, cultured…absolutely perfect…and a little different from the other androids. He has an unexpected independent streak.
March signs on the dotted line, buying her dream man. They return to Houston, but soon her past and his future threaten their Happily Ever After—indeed their lives.
“Inane? I find you with another woman in the bedroom, and this conversation is silly? Oh, no, Christian. Did you invite her here?” Why couldn’t she stop hurting herself and let him go, lock the door and email Mayfair for a courier pickup?
Folding his arms across his chest, he leaned against the door. “She knocked. I answered and kept her outside until it started to rain. She was talking about the club and telling me, again, that I’d be a success as a male dancer. Being a success at something would be a bloody miracle. At any rate, half-jokingly, I asked her to teach me to dance. The End.”
“Not quite. Why did you slip her out behind my back?”
“I wished to avoid a scene like this.” His voice shaded deeper, darker. “And I didn’t want to hurt you.”
“There, it’s said. You can come back in now and stop pretending you’re leaving.” She waved a hand, half-heartedly beckoning. “You’ve got nowhere to go.”
He inhaled sharply as if she had punched him in the stomach. “I’m quite aware of that fact. I do not like seeing you this upset. Please call Mayfair tomorrow. I’ll voluntarily deactivate. They will dispatch a FedEx pickup for me.”
She raked a hand through her hair. “Oh, my God, what have you done and why? What have I done? Paradise Lost.”
“Why can’t you trust me?” His sad expression pierced her heart.
Nearly human. Though he didn’t have a heart, his emotions could be damaged.
“Because I don’t trust men.” An angry sob caught in her throat. When she could again speak, she croaked, “In general. Well, almost. I learned that lesson at my mother’s knee.”
“I’m not even almost any man.” He lifted his hands in a pleading gesture. “Return me to Mayfair for reprogramming. I don’t care. I only want to stay with you.”
“You have a funny way of showing it,” she said in a lethal whisper, her voice then rising in outrage. “If I’d been earlier or later, would I have found you bucking in bed?”
Looking stricken, he stood silent and straight, a bare-chested god with ice blue eyes.
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Something of a gypsy (actually nothing quite so romantic!) born in South Carolina, Linda has lived in England, Canada, Miami, Ft. Lauderdale, Atlanta and Houston. She’s seen a lot of this country from the windshield of a truck pulling a horse trailer, having bred, trained and showed Andalusian horses for many years.
Linda has won several writing awards, including the Georgia Romance Writers Magnolia Award. She is the mother of two wonderful sons, a retired legal assistant, member of the Houston Symphony League, and enjoys events with her car club. Among her favorite things are her snazzy black convertible and her parlor grand piano. She loves to dress up and host formal dinner parties.
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