A/N
Sorry it took so ling, Felicity King has been keeping me busy-she's such a
difficult character to write.
Thanks for the reviews- it's sooooooo great to get them.
Andrea- I tried to read your fics, but I had a slight problem I don't understand German. I guess reviewing them is out of the question then. I'm happy you liked my story.
Ruby- Again, happy to hear you're enjoying this (I REALLY enjoyed you're writing, so this is a great compliment for me). I put a bit more about Di and Felix. I am not abandoning my short stories (hopefully). I like Mrs. Triple C too. Thanks for the help w. the html- the only thing is that what you're supposed to put before what I want to italicize was missing. I just capitalized instead.
Felix King was shining like a bright young star at his new position at the third largest bank in Toronto. He loved his job and it seemed as though the powers that be at the bank were not disappointed with their choice either. Who would have thought that the stout jolly boy who could hardly struggle through his mathematics homework would become a banker? True, Felix had a strong love of money and the making of it, but he was never particularly studious.
Allen King wanted his two sons to enjoy every advantage he did not have as a child of Prince Edward Island farmers. Allen King was adamant both sons would receive higher education. Poor Felix had no choice, he knew he'd never become a true intellectual like his brother, but he was expected to pursue some higher education. Felix' had chosen Redmond, a small college, not far from P.E Island were he had spent a couple of years as a child. At Redmond, Felix chose to take the economics course. He had heard form a friend of a friend that it was fairly easy. Felix had always been an avid fan of business interactions and economics seemed to hold some vague interest to him.
Not many coeds had chosen to study economics at Redmond. Perhaps if Felix had known this in advance he would have chosen another course of study. But as the gods would have it, he hadn't. Diana Blythe was one of the few female students taking the economics course. She had always been a practical girl. She had the capacity to understand and love poetry and romance, though she herself was always a very grounded young woman. While her twin sister had chosen to study great thinkers, storytellers and poets, Di wanted to learn what made the world go 'round, so she enrolled in the economics course at Redmond.
Di and Felix had formed a bond throughout their years of joint study. Not many economics students were Kindred Spirits, unfortunately. Redmond graduating class of '19 had suffered greatly by the war. Most young students had gone to fight and entire classes were canceled due to lack of participants. The economics department had been hit badly. Felix was one of a nearly handful of future economists of his sex remaining in the department. The remaining students had formed study groups in order to catch up on what they had missed in the canceled classes. Di and Felix made sure they'd be together in every group.
Di had shared her anguish for her brothers fighting the war. When Jem was missing she shared the anxious uncertainty with him. When Walter was killed he silently understood her unspeakable grief.
Felix knew that he had come up with the perfect plan when he had thought of Diana Blythe as Bev's publisher. Now he was not quite so sure. Finding a flat for the girls had not proven as easy as he would have thought. The flat had to be affordable (as rent was paid by the company-meaning Bev) yet in a respectable neighborhood. Beggars can't be choosey, so Felix had chosen a reasonably priced (cheap is always reasonable) flat in a respectable neighborhood. The shape of the flat, unfortunately, the state of the flat was neither reasonable nor respectable.
Felix had no qualms about his position as real-estate broker to his brother's employees. Felix loved Beverly very much. When you love someone you are very well aware of their merriest and faults and Felix certainly knew that flat hunting was his duty. Beverly set the tone, gave birth to the ideas, dreamt the dreams and Felix hunted for flats.
Responsible as he felt for the dilapidated condition of the flat had come as soon as the girls ringed him. With him was a large supply of paint, brushes and various other home repair paraphernalia. In tow was Beverly, neither was vary adept with such equipment, both thought they must do their best for the girls' sake.
The young men disembarked from Felix' new motorcar carrying their packages with them. They entered the lobby of the Lloyd street building, it had a very lived in quality with out being outright shabby. There was no chance of a lift in this building, it must have been built while stairs were a new invention. The young men laden with weighty baggage climbed the full ten flights of stairs to flat 10 C. Beverly knocked on the door, a loud cry of "If you're not a burglar then come on in" followed the knock.
Beverly and Felix had only the purest of intentions so they let themselves in. They found two young ladies drowning amid trunks and valises. One was a ravishing beauty with an air of an artist surrounding her. Felix could not wait to be introduced to this young woman that must be Persis Ford. The other young woman, made a deeper impression on Beverly. He hadn't met either of the girls before, though he knew this was Diana Blythe. He'd never even pictured her in his mind, but she looked just like what Diana Blythe should be. She was tall and slim, hatless her reddish locks created a colorful frame for her otherwise rather pale face. Her hazel eyes held a secret Beverly knew he wanted to discover. He felt he'd known her before, perhaps in a previous life, perhaps in a future one. He had once been told that members of the Race of Those who Know Joseph know each other on sight, now he understood.
Felix was the first to speak and break the silence of first encounters. "Hello Di, Persis" addressing them both. "I'd like to introduce, my brother and as of tomorrow your boss, Beverly King."
"I'm Persis Ford," said Persis, shaking both young men's hands.
"And you're Diana Blythe." Said Beverly to Diana after acknowledging Persis.
"Di, please call me Di, all my friends do," said Di with a worm, inviting smile.
"I hope you'll let me be your friend even if I do call you Diana. It suits you so well, it's such a beautiful name." Said Beverly.
Di blushed to the roots of her hair, her face the exact shade of red her hair is. No one ever had used the adjective BEAUTIFUL and her name in the same sentence. Di could tell he was in earnest. She'd remember this moment as long as she lived, this was the moment Diana Blythe had fallen head over heals completely and utterly in love with Beverly Blythe.
Andrea- I tried to read your fics, but I had a slight problem I don't understand German. I guess reviewing them is out of the question then. I'm happy you liked my story.
Ruby- Again, happy to hear you're enjoying this (I REALLY enjoyed you're writing, so this is a great compliment for me). I put a bit more about Di and Felix. I am not abandoning my short stories (hopefully). I like Mrs. Triple C too. Thanks for the help w. the html- the only thing is that what you're supposed to put before what I want to italicize was missing. I just capitalized instead.
Felix King was shining like a bright young star at his new position at the third largest bank in Toronto. He loved his job and it seemed as though the powers that be at the bank were not disappointed with their choice either. Who would have thought that the stout jolly boy who could hardly struggle through his mathematics homework would become a banker? True, Felix had a strong love of money and the making of it, but he was never particularly studious.
Allen King wanted his two sons to enjoy every advantage he did not have as a child of Prince Edward Island farmers. Allen King was adamant both sons would receive higher education. Poor Felix had no choice, he knew he'd never become a true intellectual like his brother, but he was expected to pursue some higher education. Felix' had chosen Redmond, a small college, not far from P.E Island were he had spent a couple of years as a child. At Redmond, Felix chose to take the economics course. He had heard form a friend of a friend that it was fairly easy. Felix had always been an avid fan of business interactions and economics seemed to hold some vague interest to him.
Not many coeds had chosen to study economics at Redmond. Perhaps if Felix had known this in advance he would have chosen another course of study. But as the gods would have it, he hadn't. Diana Blythe was one of the few female students taking the economics course. She had always been a practical girl. She had the capacity to understand and love poetry and romance, though she herself was always a very grounded young woman. While her twin sister had chosen to study great thinkers, storytellers and poets, Di wanted to learn what made the world go 'round, so she enrolled in the economics course at Redmond.
Di and Felix had formed a bond throughout their years of joint study. Not many economics students were Kindred Spirits, unfortunately. Redmond graduating class of '19 had suffered greatly by the war. Most young students had gone to fight and entire classes were canceled due to lack of participants. The economics department had been hit badly. Felix was one of a nearly handful of future economists of his sex remaining in the department. The remaining students had formed study groups in order to catch up on what they had missed in the canceled classes. Di and Felix made sure they'd be together in every group.
Di had shared her anguish for her brothers fighting the war. When Jem was missing she shared the anxious uncertainty with him. When Walter was killed he silently understood her unspeakable grief.
Felix knew that he had come up with the perfect plan when he had thought of Diana Blythe as Bev's publisher. Now he was not quite so sure. Finding a flat for the girls had not proven as easy as he would have thought. The flat had to be affordable (as rent was paid by the company-meaning Bev) yet in a respectable neighborhood. Beggars can't be choosey, so Felix had chosen a reasonably priced (cheap is always reasonable) flat in a respectable neighborhood. The shape of the flat, unfortunately, the state of the flat was neither reasonable nor respectable.
Felix had no qualms about his position as real-estate broker to his brother's employees. Felix loved Beverly very much. When you love someone you are very well aware of their merriest and faults and Felix certainly knew that flat hunting was his duty. Beverly set the tone, gave birth to the ideas, dreamt the dreams and Felix hunted for flats.
Responsible as he felt for the dilapidated condition of the flat had come as soon as the girls ringed him. With him was a large supply of paint, brushes and various other home repair paraphernalia. In tow was Beverly, neither was vary adept with such equipment, both thought they must do their best for the girls' sake.
The young men disembarked from Felix' new motorcar carrying their packages with them. They entered the lobby of the Lloyd street building, it had a very lived in quality with out being outright shabby. There was no chance of a lift in this building, it must have been built while stairs were a new invention. The young men laden with weighty baggage climbed the full ten flights of stairs to flat 10 C. Beverly knocked on the door, a loud cry of "If you're not a burglar then come on in" followed the knock.
Beverly and Felix had only the purest of intentions so they let themselves in. They found two young ladies drowning amid trunks and valises. One was a ravishing beauty with an air of an artist surrounding her. Felix could not wait to be introduced to this young woman that must be Persis Ford. The other young woman, made a deeper impression on Beverly. He hadn't met either of the girls before, though he knew this was Diana Blythe. He'd never even pictured her in his mind, but she looked just like what Diana Blythe should be. She was tall and slim, hatless her reddish locks created a colorful frame for her otherwise rather pale face. Her hazel eyes held a secret Beverly knew he wanted to discover. He felt he'd known her before, perhaps in a previous life, perhaps in a future one. He had once been told that members of the Race of Those who Know Joseph know each other on sight, now he understood.
Felix was the first to speak and break the silence of first encounters. "Hello Di, Persis" addressing them both. "I'd like to introduce, my brother and as of tomorrow your boss, Beverly King."
"I'm Persis Ford," said Persis, shaking both young men's hands.
"And you're Diana Blythe." Said Beverly to Diana after acknowledging Persis.
"Di, please call me Di, all my friends do," said Di with a worm, inviting smile.
"I hope you'll let me be your friend even if I do call you Diana. It suits you so well, it's such a beautiful name." Said Beverly.
Di blushed to the roots of her hair, her face the exact shade of red her hair is. No one ever had used the adjective BEAUTIFUL and her name in the same sentence. Di could tell he was in earnest. She'd remember this moment as long as she lived, this was the moment Diana Blythe had fallen head over heals completely and utterly in love with Beverly Blythe.