I’ve been telling you all about what’s going on in the children’s lives but I haven’t told you about what is up with me and Mr. Divine. He has had to travel quite a bit for the past few months and like always I miss him like crazy. When he is not here we talked every day, sometimes three or four times a day. He tries to keep his trips short but sometimes they ran longer. Neither of us like when we are apart for each other for long periods of time but it happened.
After one of his trips started running into three weeks I started planning a weekend trip to slip over and visit my man. The kids said they could spend the weekend at either their aunt or at one of their friends but they wanted me to go on this trip. Quickly I arranged everything and took a flight to were Mr. Divine was staying. I went to our home and put down my cases then moved away to his offices.
I arrived armed with a picnic basket for lunch to see my man and when I get the main entrances of his office I saw he had a new secretary and sighed. This was going to be interesting. As I walked closer I watched the woman’s face and noted the way she was looking at me. It was not an inviting look and I had a feeling she was going to a pain when I asked to see Mr. Divine.
“Good morning. I’m here to see Mr. Divine. I’m his wife, Lindsay”
“Do you have an appointment?”
“No,” I gave her a long look. “My visit is a surprise.”
“Well, I’m sorry. You can’t see him.”