Feeling frustrated and neglected by her husband, Constance begins having frequent thoughts of her first love, Tallen Alford, the man who, more than twenty six years ago, promised to wait for her to finish high school and join him in Texas where he attends college. A few months later Constance is heartbroken when she learns through Tallen’s best friend, Gerald that he married someone else and didn’t bother to tell her.
Unbeknownst to Tallen, he left behind more than a high school sweetheart with a broken heart. The two will come face to face at their 30-year high schools reunion. Constance will discover she still harbors feelings of anger and betrayal towards Tallen for abandoning her. Emotions will erupt, truths will be revealed, love will be tested.
Will that proverbial line of infidelity be crossed? Will Constance allow herself to be seduced by her first love or will she be able to resist the temptations and remember her vows to Phillip to love...for better or for worst?
Constance maneuvered her five feet, four inch frame ,shifting her one hundred and eighty pound body weight from one leg onto the other to allow the blood to circulate in the leg that had been curled up underneath her for the past half hour or so. She sat perched on the padded floral patterned bench in front of the huge picture window overlooking a forest of trees lining the property along the back of her house. Her mind was on another trip through the memories of her past, something that was becoming a part of her normal routine.
In the world according to Constance Alexander Brown, there are two groups of people: pessimists and optimists.She considered herself an elite member of the optimist clan. She’d always been that way, always opting to see the glass as half full instead of half empty.
Her optimistic outlook carried throughout her personal life, which was one of the reasons why’d always she held on to the notion, mostly subconsciously, and held for many years the slightest glimmer of hope concerning her and one man, her first true love, Tallen Alford, although she was married and had been for the past twenty-nine years to Phillip Brown.
Isn’t it ironic how the thought of one particular person whom you’ve crossed paths with in life can occupy and rent space in your mind from time to time?
She, a latte complexioned girl, whom, if she spoke one iota of Spanish, could easily pass for someone of Spanish descent with her dark eyes and coal black shoulder length hair, found herself yet again daydreaming about Tallen. Her smile widened as the boyish image of Tallen’s handsome face flooded her mind.
Through her almost fifty years of life, Constance had often heard women admit that they too had sometimes frequent, recurring thoughts of their first love, thoughts that made them wonder about the ‘what’ concerning their ex’s - what their ex’s current status was; what they looked like now; who they were with; what their mates looked like; did their ex’s ever think of them - too. And it didn’t matter how many eons had gone by, or how many other encounters of love they’d experienced since their first loves, many admitted they’d always hold a special place in their heart for their ex..
Constance smirked. Although she’d never admit this to anyone except her best friend, Randi Lynn, it certainly was no different for her. These questions often plagued her mind when she thought of him. He was the first man who had captured her heart, her mind, and her soul, and has held them prisoner in some form or fashion ‘til this very day.
Constance’s mind conjured up another image of Tallen, a five feet, nine inch bow-legged track runner from her high school days. Her mind vividly recalled his soft brown eyes, his smooth complexion the shade of toasted cinnamon, his not-too-thick yet not-too thin lips, and perfect white teeth that when he smiled, brightened the darkest midnight sky.
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