Welcome to this weeks edition of Tuesday Days. I chose the fireplace as Jill gets comfortable in her cottage. Thanks for stopping by. Jill closed the door when Robbie disappeared behind the pine trees and walked into the living room where Robbie had a started a fire. Sliding her coat off, she flung it over the arm of the couch before plopping down on it. This transition was going to be earlier than she had imagined, except for the weather. She’d take the California sun year round. But one thing was for sure, nothing at all is like living in New York. Her cell phone rang, startling her, but immediately a smiled appeared on her lips. “Hi Jill. Sorry for bothering you, but I wanted to make sure everything was okay,” Robbie asked. “Everything is just perfect. Thank you so much for lighting the fire. When did you light it?” “While you were freshening up in the powder room. I wanted to make sure your first night was perfect.” Jill stood and walked into her ...

Welcome to this weeks edition of Tuesday Tales to the word prompt coffee. This week the prompt feel right into my tale as last week they were eating coffee. It is cold and snowy in Barnegat, New Jersey. So it is the perfect week to grab that cup of coffee and enjoy the tales from this wonderful group of authors.  Over dinner they discussed the sitcom, with Robbie telling her how excited the producers are with the quality of her work. After cleaning up the dinner dishes, Robbie led her into the living room and added wood to the fireplace. Jill sat down on the couch across from the fire and watched Robbie. When he stood, he pivoted in his black lace leather shoe to face her. “I thought we’d have dessert by the fire, if that’s all right with you?” “I’d love to.” Jill stood. “I’ll pour the coffee and bring it in.” Robbie held up his hand. “No. You are a guest in my house. I want you to sit back and get comfortable. All work related talk ...

Welcome to this weeks edition of Tuesday Tales. I've been gone for a couple of weeks, so it sure feels great to be back here sharing my tales. I'm continuing with my story about Robbie and Jill. Their story started when they met on a plane coming back to New York City. They shared a common interest with Robbie getting Jill a job being part of a team writing for a new T.V. sitcom. Robbie offered her the cottage in his backyard. She accepted and was going to Robbie's for dinner.... Robbie poured a little more wine into Jill’s glass once she finished her dinner. Jill was amazed how well Robbie was able to cook a homemade Italian dinner from scratch, down to his own salad dressing. “I have to admit that everything was delicious. Where did you learn how to cook like that?” Jill asked, taking a sip of her wine. “My grandmother taught me how to make authentic Italian food. She had told me it was essential to be able to cook for the day that ...

  Welcome to this week's Tuesday's Tales.  This week, Pia is thinking back to when Larry and she had regular business meeting four years prior. Pia sat on the cushioned window seat staring out into the valley.   Larry had been asking her for months to join him on a weekend getaway in his house upstate New York.    Finally, she gave in and insisted they use the weekend to outline the expansion of their small closet size office into a free standing building on Hylan Boulevard.   While Larry walked across the yard in the snow to replenish the wood for the fireplace, Pia watched, second-guessing her decision to join him. She had met Larry in a business class in college.   They started talking and hit it off when they realized they both wanted to start a real estate business.   After his persuasion, she decided to join forces with him.   She had the business sense and Larry had the collateral to get the business up and ru...