DISCLAIMER:
The characters and the premise of the show Scarecrow and Mrs. King belong to
Shoot the Moon and Warner Brothers. I am making no profit nor gaining any fame
from this effort.
AUTHOR:
Jenny
SYNOPSIS:
The Agency has a leak and Lee and Amanda fear that permanent professional
separation may be the ultimate consequence if they can't find and plug the leak
before it ruins the first joint effort of the US and Russian agricultural
communities. Will they find the leak in time? And when they find it will they
be able to save their family from the worst kind of betrayal?
RATING:
PG 13
AUTHOR'S
NOTES: I have worked on this story for weeks now. It came straight from my gut
and soul! I must extend many thanks to Chris for her tireless BETA reading and
corrections. Without her, this fiction would never have been completed. Also to
Kathy, whose encouragement kept me going more than she realized. I confess that
I have never really kept up with politics, much less foreign politics. If I
have not kept to a realistic political timeline, I offer my sincere apologies
to any who are upset by this.
Feedback:
Of course! The more the better!
Timeline:
May 1993
THE TIDES OF LIFE
The
Russian teahouse on the square of the college was packed the last weekend in
May. The restaurant was a favorite of the college students and teachers both.
And with the start of summer classes only a few weeks away, the campus was
crawling with, new and old alike, trying to get ready for the coming year. The
small blond woman entered the bustling business and scanned the room eagerly
for her fiancé. She had the most wonderful news to tell him!
By
the time she had made the circuit of the room twice she had come to the
realization that he had not arrived yet. She sat at their table and waited.
Each time the bell jingled over the door she checked for his entrance. After 30
minutes she began to worry. Where could he be? She checked her watch and
determined to go to his apartment and see if she could locate him.
She
stood and was preparing to leave when a steel-like hand clamped onto her
shoulder and forced her to sit again. She gasped and raised her eyes to look at
her attacker. The cold dark eyes that bored into her soul put shivers on her
skin and terror into her heart. They were the eyes she thought and hoped never
to see again. In fact, she had not seen them since her mother's funeral so many
years ago. She should have been to young to recall them but some things you
just don't forget. Those eyes had terrified her many nights with the reflected
tales of blood and war that he seemed to lust after so. She had been sent here
to escape those eyes and that cruel taunting voice. It had been her mother's
last wish and it had been granted, albeit grudgingly, by the father she had
never really known. That same father had fostered the lusts in the dark soul
that now stood before her.
When
she left 20 minutes later, she was in such a state that she was unsure where to
go or what to do. She could hear the cruel voice of her past-returned telling
her what she must do to save the one person she loved most in the world. How
had he known and did she really have any other option but to do as he demanded?
She
would return here as he instructed. She would do as he told her to. If not,
well, she wouldn't think about that. She had no other choice.
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