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this is the one.”
    John peered down at the convertible and nodded.  “You’re right.  I think I'll take it.”
    A suited gentleman walked from the rear of the dealership and approached her.
    “Ms. Neel, I’m Red McCreedy, General Manager,” the gentlemen said, extending his hand toward her.
    “A pleasure,” Kimberly told him, while shaking his hand.
    The general manager waved his hand toward a nearby hallway.  “My office is this way.  We can sit down and go over your information.”
    “Thank you,”  Kimberly said, starting off.  She stopped, and turned back toward John.  “It was nice running into you again.  You look real good.  Congratulations, and you give my best wishes to that lucky bride to be.”
    John nodded, and watched as she headed down the hall with the general manager of the dealership.
    “Please, have a seat,”  McCreedy told her, waving toward a chair in front of his desk.
    Kim seated herself.  She was shaking visibly.
    “Are you okay?”  McCreedy asked.
    “Yes,” Kim said, her voice cracking.  She lifted her leather portfolio with her shaking hands, and accidentally spilled its contents all over the floor.  “I’m so sorry.”
    “That’s okay,”  McCreedy told her.  “Can I get you some coffee or something?”
    Kimberly’s hands moved uncontrollably all over her body.  She touched her face, fiddled with her blouse, rubbed her skirt, and looked completely discombobulated.   Seeing John had totally flustered her.  And the news of his engagement had hit her hard.  The thought of him laying with another woman, loving another woman, being intimate with another woman disturbed her greatly.  She never thought that she could truly love another, and the thought that he could, truly disturbed her.  Despite her denials to her family and friends, John was hers.  He was her soul mate.  Deep down, she had hoped and prayed each night that he would get himself together and commit to their relationship.  All he needed to do, was tell his ex’s to back off;  To stand up for her and for their relationship.  He just needed to be a man, and tell them that he was with her now, and that was that.  He needed to tell them that he would take care of his children, but all of the extracurricular drama was over with.  But instead of doing those things, he had simply moved on.  Now, he was marrying some young tart from upstate.  How had it all come to this, she wondered?
    McCreedy handed Kim a cup of water.  “What’s the matter?  Are you diabetic or something?  You’re shaking like a leaf?”
    “I’m sorry,”  Kim said, gathering her materials.  “Can we reschedule this?”
    “Sure,”  he nodded.  “I don’t know when I’ll have another opening in my schedule.”
    “I’m sorry.”  Kimberly rose.  “I'll give you a call.” 
    McCreedy stood behind his desk, and watched as she rushed out of the dealership.
     
     
     

 
     
     
    Chapter Seven
     
     
    Sterling lifted his iron and swung with a force that would have made Tiger Woods envious.  The tiny golf ball was sent flying across the grass-tee driving range of the practice facility, landing very near the limit of the facility’s edge.  The driving range was a part of the Upper Montclair Country Club’s state-of-the-art practice facility.  It was a facility that included not only a 300 yard driving range, but a putting green, a chipping green, and sand bunkers.  Nothing was too good for the country club’s members, many of  whom were the crème de la crème of East Coast society.
    The Upper Montclair Country Club was one of those blue blood facilities that had been established at the turn of the twentieth century.  It dated back to 1901, while its clubhouse dated back to the 1920’s.  It boasted several dining facilities, each tailored to its various member’s mood and requirements.  There was a banquet room that could seat one hundred and eighty people, a club room for casual dining, a