She marched into her office to write her resignation letter.  Fingers flying, the words flew fast and furious.  Smiling to herself, she only hoped that her fingers would fly this fast while she was writing her novel!   She sealed the letter, marched to her boss’s office and placed it on her desk.

“What is this?” Jodi Freeman asked.

“It is my ticket to freedom.  I’m going to start fresh.  If I don’t establish myself as a writer, then I may be back.”  With those words, she left the office.

In two weeks she had a new home. She found a cottage on the beach close enough to walk to the marina to get her supplies.

On her second trip to the marina, she stopped at a little tea shop. The sign above the door said “Melly’s Place”.  Poking her head inside she was greeted by a woman about her own age. Blonde hair flowed down her back and her blue eyes sparkled as she waved at her.

“Hi, I’m Melly.  You must be the one who rented the cottage.”

Sandy couldn’t help but smile. Melly looked a typical California girl, she could almost see her riding the waves.

She stuck out her hand, “I am Sandy.”

Melly smiled.  “Welcome to California.”

She learned all about Melly’s daughter, and her husband who worked in the city. She also learned that she wrote poetry and short stories for children.  She even ended up telling Melly more of her life then she originally intended to. 

“Sandy, I have just the man for you!”

“I am going to be on my own and write”, Sandy shot back.  Smiling she left for home.