It wasn't that she didn't love Matt -- she did. In fact, she loved him quite a lot. The products, perhaps, of having been married and raising children with him. Unfortunately, it just so happened that the marriage and the children were with another Matt entirely. Well, not entirely -- but that was the source of the problem right there, she thought ( Read more... )

For someone who had been living on a tropical island for the better part of three months -- did December actually count, she wondered -- Daphne hadn't spent a lot of time on the beach. Oh, she ran there, of course, but beaches were hardly there for running. No, beaches were there for lounging. Deciding she could afford an afternoon spent in the sun ( Read more... )

Midnight was fast approaching and Daphne had still not seen hide nor hair of one Matt Parkman. Only, that wasn't quite right as that implied that she'd been looking for him and that was emphatically not the case. His Christmas admission -- though not unwelcome -- was confusing, to say the least. After all, she loved a Matt Parkman, just not that ( Read more... )

Though Daphne had little luck with the box in the basement, she and the bookshelf in the rec room had established something of a rapport; Fargo hadn't taken particularly long to find. Taking her cue from Harry Potter, she left the hastily wrapped reel at the foot of Matt's bed before he awoke. Wedged underneath the makeshift bow -- a green shoelace ( Read more... )

Daphne had never spent much time in the rec room. She found it too confining and, with the weather being what it was, far too crowded. But not even the fastest person on the planet could run all of the time and so the evening found her curled under a thick fleece blanket on one of the rec room couches, an illustrated copy of L. Frank Baum's The ( Read more... )

Though the climate of Tabula Rasa was unlike anything Daphne was overly accustomed to -- before she met Matt, she never spent much time in one place after she ran away from Kansas -- today marked the first time that she felt the heat was truly oppressive. She was about half way through her usual run when she started to feel out of breath. She ( Read more... )