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    Lilac in the Spring
    Lilac in the Spring
    Lilac in the Spring
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    Lilac in the Spring

    By Paula Freda

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    Plain Helen, frumpy, dumpy, frizzy haired freshman Helen, who will love plain Helen? Certainly not the handsomest, smartest, even-tempered, good-humored High School Senior, scholar, football athlete, hunk, Kurt Lance. Though he notices her kind innocent sweet nature, he is quickly tempted away by other girls, some just as sweet-natured, and prettier. Like many of the girls in school, Plain Helen has a crush on Kurt and never quite forgets.

    Ten years later, slightly less frumpy dumpy but still plain rainy day frizzy-haired Helen, employed in a publishing firm, is offered a promotion to an editorial position. But first she must apprentice with a full-fledged editor. She accepts and the following morning walks into the office of her new boss who turns out to be Kurt. Of course, she sighs, he doesn't remember her. Why should he? Or does he?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPaula Freda
    Release dateSep 8, 2012
    ISBN9781301686230
    Lilac in the Spring
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    Paula Freda

    About the Author Dorothy Paula Freda, is also known under her pen names Paula Freda and Marianne Dora Rose. Her books range from Fiction and Non-fiction Adventure, Romance, Fantasy, Sci-Fi, Poetry, Articles, Essays and How-to-Write Instructional complete with Lessons and optional assignments. Homemaker, mother of two grown sons, and former off-the-desk publisher of a family-oriented print small press, (1984 thru 1999), The Pink Chameleon, that she now publishes on line, Paula was raised by her grandmother and mother, and has been writing for as long as she can remember. Even before she could set pencil to paper, she would spin her stories in the recording booths in the Brooklyn Coney Island Arcades for a quarter per 3-minute record. She states, "I love the English language, love words and seeing them on display, typed and alive. A romantic at heart, I write simply and emotionally. One of my former editors kindly described my work, '...her pieces are always deep, gentle and refreshing....'" Paula further states, "My stories are sensitive, deeply emotional, sensual when appropriate, yet non-graphic, family fare, pageturners. My hope is that my writing will bring entertainment and uplift the human spirit, bring a smile to your face and your soul, and leave you filled with a generous amount of hope."

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      Lilac in the Spring - Paula Freda

      Lilac in the Spring

      by Paula Freda

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright September 1, 2012

      by Dorothy P. Freda

      (Pseudonym - Paula Freda)

      Bookcover Licensed photo - iStockphoto.com

      All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof.

      Except for documented data related to Helen of Anjou, the names, characters, places and incidents in this book are a product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

      LILAC IN THE SPRING

      By

      Paula Freda

      DEDICATION

      With thanks to my Dear Lord Jesus and his Blessed Mother Mary whose strength, guidance, and her Holy Rosary, are my anchor in this troubled world, and to Saint Joseph and my guardian angels, guides and protectors.

      I dedicate this book to my husband, Domenick, whose love, patience and kindness over the past 42 years have kept my dreams and view of the romantic alive and vibrant. Paula Freda

      CHAPTER ONE

      Helen sat quietly, eyes cast down, studying the round tips of her black leather pumps. Her feet tapped to the beat of the music coming from the stereo on the stage of the school auditorium. She had turned fifteen yesterday, and her parents had finally allowed her to attend the monthly school dance with her classmate and friend, Jenny, a ruby. That's what she and several of her not-so-popular schoolmates called the pretty, popular girls, the ones whose hair always looked as if they had just stepped out of a beauty salon.

      Ruby Jenny was the right height for her fifteen years, and slim and athletic. Her outfits were always Teen Vogue. She was almost never cast as a defense on the girl's basketball team. Helen couldn't make a basket if her life depended on it. Defense was all — out of compassion — that the gym teacher allowed her.

      Weight-wise, she wasn't obese, not in the real sense of the word. Overweight, yes, some. Baby fat, that's what her parents still called it. As for height, in her estimation, five feet was short. Her parents assured her she would grow at least another three inches by the time she was twenty-one.

      A mirror with a balancing bar anchored across it, covered the gym wall on her right. The ballet class met here. Helen cringed, although she was spared that humbling activity. It was optional and voluntary. Bad enough to spend two hours scrounging through her closet for an outfit that would make her look a bit self-assured, cool, fashionable, mod — she'd never been able to keep up with the high school lingo. She was not stupid, not laid back or dense. But neither was she super-smart, or up on all the teen slang. Blame it on being raised by old fashioned grandparents on her father's side, substituting most of the time for both her mother and father who worked long hours in a local bank (her mom, a bank teller, and her dad, a guard) to keep up mortgage payments on their home. They wanted the best for their only daughter. A college education and a chance at a career, if she wanted it.

      The disc jockey on the stage — Patrick, from room 205, a junior — trying his very best to imitate the disc jockey who had managed the entertainment and music at his older sister's wedding, applauded the dancing couples on the floor, and announced the next tune, a slow oldie, It Had To Be You, No one else would do.... Okay, Helen thought, resigned. Why did I bother? I could have stayed home and watched an old romance on AMC. Sapphires (the tall, handsome, smart and athletic young men) never asked a wallflower to dance a slow dance when there were so many rubies afloat to hold in their arms, even if they were as nice as Kurt Lance.

      Jenny had a crush on Kurt, as did more than a few girls in school. Helen didn't blame them, as she had a crush on him, herself. Leading Quarterback, Senior Class, Academically top-notch, Full Scholarship winner to a prestigious college. Her mother, attending a football game at the high school with her on one of those rare occasions when she didn't have to work overtime, had remarked, Now there's a guy you could go for.

      Helen had glanced at her Mom non-plussed. What makes you say that? You know him?

      Her mom had smiled that knowing smile Moms like to sport. Oh, I've known his mom for years. He's a good kid.

      Yeah, mom, Helen laughed. And thought, but he's a sapphire.

      The oldie tune, slow and melodious, floated across the dance floor. Helen sighed and lifted a hand to adjust the lilac spray clipped to her hair at her right temple. She had used a straightening cream hoping to acquire that long flowing smooth look, but all it had accomplished was to make her hair thin and slippery. The curls in her hair had

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