Hello once again lol, here's another chapter. I will updated soon and as always keep the reviews coming. Thanks Nikki :)
As he stepped off of the jet there was a man standing there with an unbrella. Vince waved it away and continued to his limo. Vince let the rain hit his face, he hadn't felt it in so long. Right before getting in the limo he wiped off the raindrops that appeared on his suit.
He pulled out his cell phone and deciced to make a phone call he should have made years ago. The phone call that he really didn't want to make but knew he had to. Vince pushed the numbers and finally he heard the famous ringing sound.
Linda had been sitting there in a daze, almost crying, when she heard the phone ring. She almost didn't want to answer it, thinking it was those annoying telemarkers. Linda answered the phone anyway, not exactly sure if it was a patient. She would have never guessed who was on the other end. It was the person she had been longing to talk for years. "Hello". Vince paused on the other end. It had been so long since he had heard her voice. "Hello, Linda?" Linda couldn't believe it, it was Vince. The person whom she had waited all these years to get answers from. "Hello, Vince?"
Vince laughed, "Yes its me, Vince". "Oh my God, how are you?". Its been so long since we have talked. "Yes I know, I've been good, you know how life goes". "Yeah I do, so what's the reason for the call after all this time?" "Well I just flew into North Carolina and I'm going to be here a few days". I figured maybe you and I could talk, you know catch up? "Oh well, when will you be coming?".
Vince smiled as he approached the house. It hadn't changed one bit, it still had the beautiful country look to it. Something that his Manson in Greenwich could never have. No matter what he did, Vince could never get the same Southern look to his Manson that his once North Carolina home had. He rolled down the window of his limo and started to talk again.
"Well, you see Linda I'm really close to the house". Linda let a small smile escape her lips. "How close would that be,Vince?" "Well, why don't you look out the window and see". Linda looked out the window to see a long black limo. This was so Vince just to come in a moments notice. That's what she had loved about him, everything was done in a moment of thought. "Your outside right now, oh my God".
Before she could say another word Vince was on her pouch. Vince looked at the long Farmer's pouch again it hadn't changed a bit. It still had those beautiful rocking chairs, that he remember sitting on.
Linda couldn't believe it was him. Vince hadn't changed a bit expect for a few gray hairs. He still had that certain presence about him that she was so attracted too. He stood in front of her with a perfectly tailored suit on and that was the Vince she had always knew. She could smell his scent which she remember to be woodland. It had smelled so good and over the years she had missed it.
Vince looked at Linda, she hadn't changed to him but she looked unhappy for some reason. Like something was on her mind and he was determined to find out. He hope that his return wasn't causing this unhappiness. Vince never want to see her unhappy. He looked at her and notice that she looked to be crying. Vince was consurned about this but really just wanted to sit down and talk.
"Hello again, I bet you didn't expect to see me this soon". I got these for you also, pink roses are your favorite, right? She smiled, "Yes, how did you remember after all these years?" "Well there are some things you just don't forget". "Your not going to stand there all day are you, please come in". Vince nodded his head and continue though the house.
"Please, take a seat, I'm just going to get some water for these". Linda was in the kitchen filling the water when she heard some noise. She looked to see Vince huming. She laughed and poked her head though the kitchen, "Would you like a drink or something to eat, I'm sure you had a long trip". "No I'm good". "Okay, I will be there in a moment".
As he stepped off of the jet there was a man standing there with an unbrella. Vince waved it away and continued to his limo. Vince let the rain hit his face, he hadn't felt it in so long. Right before getting in the limo he wiped off the raindrops that appeared on his suit.
He pulled out his cell phone and deciced to make a phone call he should have made years ago. The phone call that he really didn't want to make but knew he had to. Vince pushed the numbers and finally he heard the famous ringing sound.
Linda had been sitting there in a daze, almost crying, when she heard the phone ring. She almost didn't want to answer it, thinking it was those annoying telemarkers. Linda answered the phone anyway, not exactly sure if it was a patient. She would have never guessed who was on the other end. It was the person she had been longing to talk for years. "Hello". Vince paused on the other end. It had been so long since he had heard her voice. "Hello, Linda?" Linda couldn't believe it, it was Vince. The person whom she had waited all these years to get answers from. "Hello, Vince?"
Vince laughed, "Yes its me, Vince". "Oh my God, how are you?". Its been so long since we have talked. "Yes I know, I've been good, you know how life goes". "Yeah I do, so what's the reason for the call after all this time?" "Well I just flew into North Carolina and I'm going to be here a few days". I figured maybe you and I could talk, you know catch up? "Oh well, when will you be coming?".
Vince smiled as he approached the house. It hadn't changed one bit, it still had the beautiful country look to it. Something that his Manson in Greenwich could never have. No matter what he did, Vince could never get the same Southern look to his Manson that his once North Carolina home had. He rolled down the window of his limo and started to talk again.
"Well, you see Linda I'm really close to the house". Linda let a small smile escape her lips. "How close would that be,Vince?" "Well, why don't you look out the window and see". Linda looked out the window to see a long black limo. This was so Vince just to come in a moments notice. That's what she had loved about him, everything was done in a moment of thought. "Your outside right now, oh my God".
Before she could say another word Vince was on her pouch. Vince looked at the long Farmer's pouch again it hadn't changed a bit. It still had those beautiful rocking chairs, that he remember sitting on.
Linda couldn't believe it was him. Vince hadn't changed a bit expect for a few gray hairs. He still had that certain presence about him that she was so attracted too. He stood in front of her with a perfectly tailored suit on and that was the Vince she had always knew. She could smell his scent which she remember to be woodland. It had smelled so good and over the years she had missed it.
Vince looked at Linda, she hadn't changed to him but she looked unhappy for some reason. Like something was on her mind and he was determined to find out. He hope that his return wasn't causing this unhappiness. Vince never want to see her unhappy. He looked at her and notice that she looked to be crying. Vince was consurned about this but really just wanted to sit down and talk.
"Hello again, I bet you didn't expect to see me this soon". I got these for you also, pink roses are your favorite, right? She smiled, "Yes, how did you remember after all these years?" "Well there are some things you just don't forget". "Your not going to stand there all day are you, please come in". Vince nodded his head and continue though the house.
"Please, take a seat, I'm just going to get some water for these". Linda was in the kitchen filling the water when she heard some noise. She looked to see Vince huming. She laughed and poked her head though the kitchen, "Would you like a drink or something to eat, I'm sure you had a long trip". "No I'm good". "Okay, I will be there in a moment".