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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Current Affairs (06/07/12)

TITLE: A Sunday Kind of Love
By lynn gipson
06/07/12


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Melanie Lambert seemed to spend a lot of time at her desk daydreaming about the man in the office down the hall. She was sales manager at her company, and the man down the hall was Guy Morgan, a top notch salesman recently transferred in from Ohio. She felt an attraction to him every time they met to discuss business. He often asked her to lunch. There seemed to be a slight urgency in his voice, but she always declined.

Melanie regretted her refusals, because she really liked this man with the gentle, composed disposition, and sense of humor. She liked the way his eyes smiled at her when they were in a meeting. They seldom talked about personal matters, but her assistant, Jody, told her he was single.

“Hold on, now Melanie. The last thing you need is an office romance, or anything or the sort! Remember Michael?” she chastised herself.

Michael was Melanie’s ex-husband, and even though it happened two years ago, her eyes still stung with tears when she thought about his betrayal.

One day she had a husband she loved, who attended Church with her every Sunday, and the next he was gone. He told her he met someone else. Just like that - after five years.

“I want a divorce, it’s over,” Michael said, as if he were reading her the newspaper.

Michael then took an overseas assignment as a news correspondent and took his new love with him.

Melanie was devastated. She cried herself to sleep every night for six months. Then she slowly began picking up the pieces of her shattered life.

Melanie was a Christian, and every day and night she prayed for God to take the pain and emptiness away. She and Michael had no children, agreeing to wait five years before starting a family. Five years turned out to be too late, so now she worked long hours to delay going home to her empty new house.

Melanie knew Jesus well, and it was her relationship with Him that kept her going. Still, something inside longed for the companionship of a man - just a friend, who shared her Christian beliefs.

At five o’clock one evening Guy walked into her office and sat down. Melanie looked up and smiled, expecting a discussion about a recent sale, and was completely taken aback by his question.

“Melanie, could I go to church with you on Sunday?”

“What did you just….I‘m sorry, what?.”

“Church, on Sunday, could you take me to yours? If I’ve overstepped, forgive me, but I haven‘t found a church here yet and I‘ve overheard you talk about how wonderful yours is. My wife died two years ago, and I don’t know many people here. I don’t have a family. I really need the friendship of fellow Christians right now, and I somehow feel a connection with you.”

“I‘ve felt it too.” Melanie said, before thinking.

The following Sunday Guy came by with a bouquet of daisies in hand to pick Melanie up for church. The sermon that day was about Christian relationships and dating. How fitting, thought Melanie.

Melanie and Guy went to church together every Sunday for the next year. They worked together as professionals. They studied the Bible together and learned the meaning of a Christ-filled relationship. Their dates consisted of dinners and movies and long walks on the beach. He told her of his life, and she told him of hers. They shared tender kisses and held hands and they fell in love.

One fine Saturday in April, they came together as man and wife in the little white church they both attended. Guy then moved into Melanie’s larger house, because they both wanted children.

A year later, their son Isaiah was born. As Melanie sat on the back porch one fine spring day, rocking her beautiful child and watching her beloved husband cook steaks on the grill and sing lullabies loud enough for the whole neighborhood to hear, the phone rang.

It was Michael. He had just returned to the states and learned of Melanie’s wedding.

“Are you happy, Melanie?”

“Very happy, Michael.”

“I suppose I’m glad for you, then. I’m sorry I hurt you Melanie. I made the biggest mistake of my life when I let you go. I know that now.” Michael said.

“You are forgiven, Michael, you are forgiven. May God bless you always. Goodbye Michael.”


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Laura Manley06/09/12
You took this reader from her little corner of the world where life seems to carry on no matter what and took me into a life of helping two characters get their lives back on track. I absolutely love the title you chose for the article. As I have so many writers this week, I would caution you to use spell check. It sees a world of misspellings and will indicate to the writer just where they need to make changes. This was an excellent storyline and truly can be considered a "current affair."
Sharon Laughter 06/12/12
AWWWWWWWW. This was SOOOO sweet!
Allison Egley 06/12/12
This is good!

The ending felt a but rushed. Perhaps you realized you were running out of words, and had to get to the ending quickly. :) I never do a word check until the end,then I cut out from the story here and there... Some from the beginning, some from the middle, and some from the end. That way, the story as a whole still flows and doesn't feel quite as rushed.
Allison Egley 06/12/12
This is good!

The ending felt a but rushed. Perhaps you realized you were running out of words, and had to get to the ending quickly. :) I never do a word check until the end,then I cut out from the story here and there... Some from the beginning, some from the middle, and some from the end. That way, the story as a whole still flows and doesn't feel quite as rushed.
Allison Egley 06/12/12
Gah! Sorry for the double post. I also meant to say that I loved the story line. Keep writing!