Not Really Mr. Smith
Copyright Katri Cardew 2011
Published by Breedles Publishing at Smashwords
Cover by Padraig Designs
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, and places are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.
James Geraghty frowned.
The death of Miranda Forbes had come as little surprise to him. He expected her demise to be anything but graceful for she had led a life anything but that. The information that his long lost love was dead should have moved him, drawn him into reflection, though he was feeling anything but retrospective.
His brother had phoned with the news but made no query as to the funeral because both knew he wouldn’t be attending. Theirs was a small town, and his was a small town infatuation gone awry for she had manipulated him with the skill of a seasoned seductress. He was only eighteen and at twenty-two, she already had a firm grip on her wiles. He had loved her with the fury—passion only a first love could inspire, and she toyed with him until the brink of madness—until her father stepped in to separate them. He made elaborate plans where they would run away, elope, have adventures, and take on the world. However, hers was a world of privilege, and she was loath to leave the comforts of daddy. In the end, due to her misconduct, James left. He was forced to abandon her, joining the military and allowed it to fill the void in his heart until it no longer ached for connection to another. Fourteen years later she was dead—killed in a traffic pileup when a tanker overturned. While her death made local headlines it was nothing more than a mild ripple in the stormy seas of the world.