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I had so much fun writing Marianne's Vacation, I decided to write another Romance right away. This one sort of morphed into a Love Story.

Mia Thomas is the widow of an internationally renowned architect. She doesn't need the money, but to combat her grief, she works as an event planner for a large hotel chain. Against her better judgment, Mia allows her daughter to talk her into joining Mona's family on a European cruise. On the first night of the cruise, Mia meets Jeremy Waters, a widower who is also traveling with his family. Neither Mia nor Jeremy is prepared to allow someone else to take the place of their departed loves, but they manage to make space in their lives for a new, unexpected and healing love to live beside the memories.


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Chapter 1

“I won't take 'no' for an answer. You're going with us, Mom, and that's all there is to it.”

Mia sighed. She was only fifty-two but, since her husband's death, her daughter had treated her like an old lady who had lost most of her faculties. In those first horrible months after David's accident, Mia appreciated the fact that Mona took charge, allowing Mia to recover from the shock and to grieve. Recently, however, Mona's behavior had begun to annoy her. She didn't know if Mona was growing bossier or if she was growing more touchy about it.

Whatever the reason, Mia was irritated by Mona's tone and her insistence that Mia accompany her family on a cruise vacation to Europe. Mia didn't want to go on a cruise with her daughter's family. She and David had taken a couple of cruises a year for almost two decades before his death. David was happier on cruise ships than he was at any other time.

Mia said, “I appreciate being invited, but in all honesty, Mona, I don't think I want to go on a cruise without your dad. Besides, I recently put a deposit on a vacation condo in Hawaii. Brenda and I were going to go there for a couple of weeks this spring. Now that she's involved with a new guy, I don't think she'll join me, but I still plan to go by myself.”

Mona made an impatient and derisive noise, “Oh, for God's sake, Mom. Why would you even think about going on vacation by yourself? That's ridiculous.”

“Not really. I like exploring new places by myself. You know perfectly well that your dad mainly liked to go on cruises so he could work uninterrupted for long periods of time. We visited a lot of ports of call where he never even got off the ship, and I went sightseeing without him. Sometimes I took the guided tours and sometimes I went on my own. Once I got used to it, I actually enjoyed sightseeing solo. I always met interesting people and I seemed to cover more territory alone. I've never been to Hawaii, and I think it would be fun.”

“You'd rather go to Hawaii alone than to Europe with your family?”

Mia signed. That sounded unkind when Mona said it out loud, but Mia had to admit to herself that between those options, she actually would prefer to go to Hawaii alone if only to get away from Mona's bossiness for a couple of weeks. She loved her daughter, but she needed a break.

On the other hand, Mia thought it would be fun to share her granddaughter's first experience of Europe. Emma was only ten, but she was bright and amazingly mature for her age. Mona had gone quiet; she was clearly waiting for Mia's answer.

Mia said, “I'll think about it. When do you need to know for sure?”

“I've already booked you. If you choose to be obstinate, we can cancel by the end of this month with no penalty.”

“I'll let you know within the week.”

Even over the phone Mia could tell that her daughter was annoyed. She was sorry Mona was offended, but she needed to think long and hard before agreeing to go on a cruise without David. After ending the call, she switched on her laptop computer and put on a pot of tea. She opened the folder of photos from the last cruise she had taken with David. Three years ago they had gone on a cruise through the Panama Canal for David's birthday. Mona and her husband accompanied them. She turned on the slide show feature and let the photos glide by one at a time. It had been a wonderful trip for Mia. It was the first time David agreed to invite Mona and JJ on a trip with them. Emma had stayed with her other grandparents.

David had never really warmed up to JJ. Mia and Mona had hoped that vacationing together would allow David to overcome whatever obstacles lay in the way of fully incorporating JJ into the family. The actual result was that David concluded that hell would freeze over before he would go on another vacation with a person as boring and condescending as Dr. John (JJ) Johansen.

Mona appeared to love JJ, or at least she loved being a doctor's wife. Mia thought he appeared to be a good husband to Mona and a loving, if incredibly stiff and awkward, father to Emma. Mia insisted to David that was at least something. David never bought it. He wanted better for his little girl.

Mia sighed and blinked back tears as she watched photo after photo of her darling husband slide by on the screen. David had been a man who was definitely not boring or awkward in any way. He was a commercial architect who specialized in designing shopping centers and entertainment venues. His passion for his job was such that, in the 30 years they were married, Mia couldn't remember him ever taking a full day away from work. But, that didn't mean he didn't know how to have fun. He worked a few hours every single day, and then had a blast the rest of the time. He wasn't much for sightseeing or souvenir shopping, but he loved dancing and boating. He said that was why he loved cruising: he could dance every night until the sun came up while boating at the same time.

She brushed the tears from her face and poured boiling water into the teapot. Returning to the table she stared for a long time at a photo taken of the group during the formal dinner after they passed through the Panama Canal, on the way to Cabo San Lucas. David was grinning and mugging for the camera. Mia was looking at him with naked adoration. Mona was laughing. JJ looked bored by the whole business.

Mia whispered out loud, “How could I ever go on another cruise without you?”

Next, she clicked on the website for the cruise line Mona had booked, and looked at the itinerary for the cruise she had selected. Mia's heart became even heavier. She and David had actually taken four cruises on that very ship, including the one to the Panama Canal and two in Europe. It was their favorite ship. The last couple of trips he booked, David called the travel agent and said he didn't care where it was going, he wanted to travel on the Ocean Enchantment. Mona may have thought traveling on a familiar ship would have made her mother comfortable, but Mia feared that traveling on a ship she had enjoyed so often with David would underscore his absence and make her miss him even more.

She closed the computer, sipped her tea and wondered what she should do. No easy solution presented itself, so she decided to table the entire issue for a few days.

She spent the afternoon reading and relaxing in preparation for the week ahead. She worked as an events planner for a resort in Orlando, Florida, and she was in her annual run-up to the April-to-June wedding frenzy during which she was working about ten hours a day six days a week. She had a few really big weddings coming up, including one wedding of a very rich minor celebrity whose fiancée was one of the worst bitches she had ever had to deal with. She sighed. A nice relaxing cruise at the end of all that would be nice.

A few days later she discussed the vacation over lunch with her best friend, Brenda, who was already feeling guilty about leaving Mia high and dry for the vacation they had planned in Hawaii. She encouraged Mia to go on the cruise with Mona's family. She suggested it would be a good bonding time for Mia and Emma.

Mia made a face, “Yeah. I'm sure I'll get plenty of bonding time with her, because I'll share a room with her and I'll be expected to babysit her every night.” She held up her hand in a stern gesture and pursed her lips, “I can tell you one thing I won't be babysitting her every night. I haven't been dancing since David died. I think I might avail myself of the company of one of the men they have on board to dance with the old ladies.”

“You wouldn't!” Brenda looked shocked.

Mia laughed, “I would so. They are very nice guys. On one of our very first cruises David broke his ankle water skiing. He couldn't dance the rest of the cruise but he lined me up with a series of partners several evenings. We had a ball. I'd dance with the men and David talked their arms off in between dances.”

Brenda giggled, “Sounds to me like you've made up your mind.”

Mia made a face and said, “Oh, I guess there was never really any doubt that I would go with Mona. I haven't been to Europe in several years and the ship is stopping at some really cool ports of call. I will have the chance to go back to some places I've enjoyed in the past and to visit some new places, too. I have had to adjust to sleeping without David and to eating meals without him and to doing every other damned thing without him, I guess it's high time I learned to have some fun without him as well.”

Brenda clapped her hands together and said, “That's the spirit!”

Mia shook her head. Then she grinned and leaned closer to Brenda, “I guess it's time to let my hair down a little, but please do me a favor.”

“What?”

“If I ever tell you that I'm thinking about joining one of those Red Hat groups, please, please, please, take me out and just shoot me!”

Brenda howled. “It's a promise! The last thing this world needs is more of those elderly sorority sisters. Don't you fear. I would not let you become one of them no matter what.”

On her way home from work, Mia called her daughter and informed Mona she agreed to go on the trip. She said, “I have one condition.”

“What is that?”

“I love Emma and I will plan to spend a lot of time with her. I may even let her bunk with me one or two nights if you and JJ want some privacy, but I've gotten used to spending a lot of time alone. I think we all understand the trip will be pretty emotional for me. If I want to cry myself to sleep, I don't want to worry about upsetting Emma. I will pay my fare with the single-room surcharge, but I want to have my own room.”

Mona started to object, but suddenly cut herself off in mid-sentence. Mia almost laughed. She realized that it had probably just dawned on Mona how much money this would save her. Emma could travel really cheap if Mona booked her as a third person in their room. What is more, Mia had just offered to pay her own way. Mona had plenty of money, but she never turned down the chance to save a buck.

With that decision out of the way, Mia could focus on getting through the next few weeks and look forward to a vacation during which she would have to make no decisions other than what wine to have with dinner – and she knew she could leave even that up to the wine steward if she chose. Mia was positive she had made the right decision when one afternoon, after a particularly prickly meeting with a bride she thought of as “Countess Dracula”, Mia found herself fantasizing about sitting on her private balcony sipping wine and watching the coast of Italy pass by....

She immediately flipped open her cell phone and called Mona's travel agent. She asked where the rooms were located on the ship. The agent said they were outside rooms on the Main Deck. Mia asked, “How much would it cost to upgrade them to balcony rooms?”

“That would cost a total of $700 per person.”

“How much for the child?”

There was a long pause. Mia was pretty sure he was wondering what he could get away with. To his credit, he said, “The third person rate remains the same.”

“Do it for an even $2000 for all three adults and we've got a deal.”

“I'm sorry. I can't do that. The upgrade price is $700 per adult.”

Mia had recommended that Mona book the trip through the travel agent she always used so as to take advantage of the leverage that came with being long-time good customers, but this guy was one of JJ's patients and Mona had insisted on booking through him.

Mia sighed, she said very slowly as though talking to a child, “Look, I have been on nearly twenty cruises, most of them on this very cruise line – four of them on this very ship. I know how the pricing works. I have built up so many bonus points with the cruise line that when I book through my regular agent, I get all kinds of freebies and throw-ins. Against my advice, my daughter chose to book with you because of your professional relationship with her husband. I understand and respect that. But, I have a professional relationship with my travel agent as well. Here's what we'll do. You'll give us the upgrade for $1400 for all four of us, and I won't rebook the entire trip through my own travel agent. How's about that?”

The agent was clearly annoyed, but did not want to lose the booking. He put her on hold. A few minutes later, the owner of the agency came on the line. He asked for her client ID with the cruise line. She provided the information and she was put on hold again. In only a few minutes the owner of the agency came back on the line and said, “Mrs. Thomas, I am so sorry. We had no idea you were such a good customer of the line. They asked me to tell you that the upgrades from outside rooms to outside balcony rooms will be complimentary, provided you do not mind if the rooms are not adjacent.”

Mia laughed, “Actually that would be almost preferable. Please send the confirmation of the change both to my daughter and to me. Let my daughter think this is a complimentary bump you obtained for her. She does not need to know I was involved.”

“Understood. Thank you for your understanding. Is there anything else I can do for you today?”

Mia was on a roll, “Yes, please put in an order for a bottle of wine in my room when I arrive. I'm a lousy traveler and after flying from Orlando to Venice, I'll want a glass of wine and a nap.”

“Certainly. Shall I order a bottle for the other cabin, as well?”

She said, lightly (she hoped), “No. They can buy their own booze.”

She laughed as she dropped her phone back into its holster at her waist. Her boss had been listening to her conversation. He said, “Sounds to me like you just got somebody a heck of a deal on their cruise package. I hope you will plan on sharing some of the benefits with the hotel.”

“When I squeeze freebies out of vendors, I always throw in a bump to the hotel. You know that perfectly well. Unfortunately for the Company, this deal was personal. It had to do with my own vacation arrangements.”

He said, “You should book through the hotel. I bet you'd get a free trip.”

She thought about that. “You know it had never occurred to me to do that. David always arranged our vacations, and he used our own customer rewards IDs to get discounts. It never occurred to me to use the agents I book with at work. My daughter booked this trip herself and she used an agent I don't know. That little stunt was sort of about me showing off a little.”

He patted her on the shoulder, “Next time you book a trip of any kind, book it through our agents. You know you'll get the best deal there is, and it won't cost the Company anything. All of the rest of us do it. We consider it a job perk.”

“I'll remember that.”

“How's the Dracula wedding coming along?”

“I think it will be fine. We've nailed down all the big stuff. I don't anticipate any real problems on the rest of the details. I do anticipate that the Bitch Bride will figure out something to raise hell about, but I was prepared for her.”

“I love that evil smile. What did you do?”

She grinned, “I added anywhere from 4-to-10 percent to the markup of almost everything. When she throws a fit and demands that we grant concessions, we'll be able to give her a nice rebate and still make a decent profit. I should get combat pay for jobs like that one!”

He applauded and shook her hand, “Excellent work! Actually, you pull this one off as a profitable deal and I'll make it worth your while. I've already alerted corporate legal to the fact that these people were trouble coming in the door. If we don't have to sue to get our money, I'm sure the Company will reward you.”

“You give me those really awful people on purpose, don't you?”

“Yes, I do. You are the best we have. That means you get the most difficult clients. That's how it works.”

She poked him with her elbow, “That's what you pay me the big bucks for, eh, boss?”

“Something like that.”

Mia was responsible for three weddings, including the Dracula wedding and an annual sales meeting for a large company before her vacation. There were nights when she stayed at the hotel rather taking the time to drive home. Each of the events went off without a hitch. The Dracula wedding was even more spectacular than Mia had dared to imagine. Even Mia's practiced eye could find nothing that the bride from hell might complain about.

The Monday following the wedding of Bridezilla, the father of the bride stopped by the hotel and sought her out. He handed Mia two envelopes, saying, “The white envelope is a tip to be divided between the entire staff who worked on my daughter's wedding. They did a great job. It was beyond my wildest dreams.” He paused. “The blue envelope is for you personally. I hope you are permitted to accept gratuities. If you are not, please let me speak to your boss because I want to get a special permission for this one. I know how difficult my daughter was to work with. Quite frankly, I don't know how you managed to put up with all the crap she dished out |with the degree of professionalism you did. This is my way of thanking you for your efforts.”

Mia's boss had walked up as the conversation was beginning. Mia was holding the envelope like a hot potato and violently shaking her head. Her boss took the envelope out of Mia's hand and opened it. He smiled when he saw the contents. He said to the bride's father, “Generally, the Company does not permit our event planners to accept personal gratuities. We consider that their services are part of what you pay for when you book your event at our facility. In this case, however, I have to agree with you: Mrs. Thomas put up with a lot of nonsense from your daughter, with forbearance and professionalism that are a credit to her. Our Company is lucky to have an employee of her caliber in this role. In this case, I will agree to pass your gratuity along to her. And, I am adding to it a bonus from the Company as well.” He laughed and shrugged his shoulders, “I'm embarrassed to say that the Company bonus is not as generous as your tip.”

He handed the customer's envelope to Mia, with a check from the Hotel on top. The bonus check was for $1000. She opened the envelope. The tip from the customer was $4000. Tears filled her eyes, but she blinked them away. She swallowed hard and then said with a very even, professional tone, “Thank you both. You're right, this was a difficult job, but I am so very pleased that it went well and I hope that your daughter and her husband will remember it with many happy memories.”

The father said, “My daughter and her husband will be divorced within a year of when the baby is born. I would, however, like to talk to you about two events I have coming up. My parents will be married fifty years next year and I would like to discuss having you plan an appropriate celebration. Also, I'd like to talk to you about holding my firm's holiday party at your hotel.”

Mia didn't miss a beat. She reached in her pocket and pulled out her business card. Handing it to him, she said, “I'll be on vacation for a couple of weeks, but give me a call after the first of July. I'm sure we'll be able to help you with both events.”

The client shook her hand and said he would call to arrange for an appointment with her in July, and then he left.

Her boss turned to her, beaming, and said softly, “Great job! Now, go and have a wonderful vacation!”

Mia grinned back and slapped the envelopes against her palm, “Oh, boy, do I ever intend to, now that I have some extra spending money.” She winked at him, “Thanks, boss.” He waved her away.