{"id":2387,"date":"2019-03-28T13:21:37","date_gmt":"2019-03-28T13:21:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ravensplayland.com\/wpRAVEN\/?p=2387"},"modified":"2019-03-28T13:21:37","modified_gmt":"2019-03-28T13:21:37","slug":"dear-diary","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ravensplayland.com\/wpRAVEN\/2019\/03\/28\/dear-diary\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear Diary"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Dear Diary<\/p>\n<table cellspacing=\"5\" cellpadding=\"5\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td><i>Note to Readers:<br \/>\nEven though this is a dairy, I am adding flash backs to the orignal events using &#8220;****&#8221; to note the changes back and forth. Pam is the one telling the story in both the diary and the flashbacks. You can just consider this an experiment in writing. Hope you enjoy.<\/i><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td><b><span class=\"auto-style3\">Dear Diary<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Seems like a lifetime ago since last I attempted to write in you. I was back home than, just a kid in love. I still had a family and a future. Guess it is time to share all my hearts secrets once more. Just like the old times, it starts out with a Boy. Well not a boy but a man this time.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">His name is James Hawkins. He also goes by the name of Icehawk. Raven calls him Ice for short. He is anything but cold and fridge like the name sounds. He has bright ice blue eyes and white blonde hair. His skin is soft and has a sun kissed tan of gold. He&#8217;s not very heavily muscled, he is very well formed, Oh what a body. His hands are strong and Oh so gentle. He is nothing like Ron. Yet..<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">The first time I laid eyes on him it was just after a gig, I saw Icehawk. Raven was leaning into his body as he streaked down the street towards me. The winter wind ran through his hair and his smile&#8230; How can I explain his smile.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">I was still in my cat stripes that hide under my trench coat. We all entered the warehouse. I figured he was either a new member of the Seattle hunt or a new mate for her collection, like me. Either way, nothing to do with me. I dropped my coat and I thought I saw his jaw bounce a few times off the ground. I liked the reaction. His eyes seemed to follow me even when I took a dip in the pond. The oil base paint stayed in place, not one striped smuged.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Raven helped me with cold cream as she talked to Ice and told him about the guy in the healing sands. William needed her attention and gave Ice the cream and towel to help me get out of my stripes. He took the cream and his hands glided over the skin of my back. It was the first touch he laid on me. God, he was so gentle. Even when he wiped it off it felt so gentle.<\/span><\/b> <br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">****<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Linda asked him &#8220;Like the paint job?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">His hands moved gently over me as he commented, &#8220;I could get to enjoy this&#8230; <\/span> <br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Linda bragged, &#8220;I helped paint it on.&#8221; <\/span> <br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Ice Hawk asked, &#8220;How do I get your job?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Linda pulled out a card and handed it to Icehawk. He took the card between cold cream fingers and read it. Linda rattled off, &#8220;Just in case you know someone who need entertainment for their next party.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Ice Hawk looked at Linda, &#8220;You&#8217;re her manager?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Linda nodded. <\/span> <br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">******<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style2\">Linda rambled off a ton of questions to him. He was single, new to town and with no emotional attachments. Linda stared him down and was moving in quick. I didn&#8217;t mind. I was in no hurry to get close to any one. Linda was enamored with him. He tried to take me and Linda to breakfast but everything went wrong.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">******<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Ice Hawk answered Linda, &#8220;Single, new to town&#8230;no emotional attachments.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Linda smiled, &#8220;Movies??&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">I felt his eyes on my back. &#8220;I had something like that in mind, in fact. <\/span> <br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">I stood up, taking the cold cream. &#8220;I can see you two want to be alone. I need to finish this.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;No, she wants to be alone.&#8221; He spoke quickly, &#8220;I want breakfast.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;There is a nice place a few blocks away.&#8221; I spoke as I ascended the vines.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Ice Hawk laughed, &#8220;Is that what you where thinking about, Linda?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;We can start with food,&#8221; Linda winked at him.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;How about you, Pam&#8230;would you like to join us?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Sure let me get some clothes on.&#8221; I answered as an expression of disappointment sweep over him. I pulled myself up the vines.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Linda chimed sweetly, &#8220;Hey you still go me.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Do all the women here climb like that?&#8221; Ice Hawk grinned at Linda.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Linda started to rambled, &#8220;It is like a fitness thing raven made us learn. Raven actually can leap from vine to vine. Pam is really good at up, I only can go down.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Really?&#8221; he questioned, Their voices floating up to my hut.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Oh yeah really&#8221; Linda chuckled at the double meaning, &#8220;William takes the ladder still and mystic seldom is around and Josho is to small. So you like surfing? Blading?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;My thing is skateboard and skating&#8221; he spoke softly. &#8220;But I am at home on blades too.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;No one around here seems interested in fun.&#8221; Linda commented<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Ice Hawk laughed, &#8220;That&#8217;s gotta suck. Me? I&#8217;ll party all night.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">I called down, &#8220;Ask William to take care of the baby Linda&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Linda jumped to her feet, &#8220;I&#8217;ll be right back.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Ice Hawk smiled, &#8220;I hope so&#8230;&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Linda looked to the now empty sands. She climbed a ladder, as I spun down a vine. His eyes followed me with a smile on his lips. He pulled a cloth from his pocket. &#8220;Just a minute.&#8221; He said softly as he cupped my chin and gently rubbed a stripe I missed off my cheek. &#8220;No mirrors?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;We have a small one. So the guys can shave.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Ice Hawk smiled, &#8220;Pam?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Ice Hawk asked, &#8220;Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?&#8221; <\/span> <br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;umm.. I guess.&#8221; I felt funny accepting but he was a Friend of Raven&#8217;s. &#8220;Burger place or better?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Ice Hawk smiled. &#8220;Better.&#8221; He paused briefly, &#8220;What do you like? French? Have you ever tried Haut Cuisine?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Linda landed on the ground and stomped over to us. &#8220;I can&#8217;t go.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">He looked to Linda, &#8220;Why not?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Cause Raven has William all mad,&#8221; Linda pouted, &#8220;and I have to stay here with the kid just in case.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">******<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style2\">Linda had to stay behind to care for Josho. As we walked to the diner he slipped me a card with his number and teased me with a trip to Paris for the weekend. I really wanted to tell him to get a life but he seemed so believable. Things started okay but than Biggs showed up and it ended up in a fight at the diner. I ran like hell back to the warehouse, leaving Ice to fend for himself and from what I heard he sure did.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">*****<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Icehawk looked around the diner, intrigued.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Is this place okay?&#8221; I walked into the corner diner. It was small and cozy but I wasn&#8217;t sure he would like it. &#8220;If not we can go else where.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Any place with you, will be fine.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">I slide into a booth and he moved to my side. I could feel his body next to me yet we didn&#8217;t touch. The fragrance he wore was light but manly. I wasn&#8217;t sure if it was cologne or he just natural smelled good.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Hi Pam,&#8221; Jenny walked up to the table, &#8220;What will your friend Have?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Icehawk picked up a menu and looked up at the woman. &#8220;What would you suggest?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Jenny addressed me, &#8220;The usually for Linda to go?&#8221; She turned to Ice, &#8220;Well we have good biscuits and gravy.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Yes, please.&#8221; He turned to me, &#8220;Pam?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Linda only wants hotcakes and sausage today and I&#8217;ll take the special. What did you get?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Biscuits and gravy sounds good, and would you have something sweet?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Jenny offered, &#8220;We have some Danish&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">The order taken Jenny went about getting it. Leaving us to our own devices. I looked out the window not sure of what to say.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">He eyes burned on me and made shivers run up and down my back. &#8220;&#8221;Are you a native?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Native what?&#8221; I brought my attention to him. <\/span> <br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Of Seattle.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Nope. Just ended up here.&#8221; I responded.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Where are you from, originally?&#8221; He inquired<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">The food came and as I picked at it I stared out the window. My eyes widen as I saw the huge hulking figure of Bobby Biggs coming up the street. I slipped down under the table as he stormed in to the dinner.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Biggs bellowed, &#8220;Have you seen her today?<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Jenny lied, &#8220;Yeah she was in here earlier, you just missed her. Why don&#8217;t you just leave the girl alone. She doesn&#8217;t like you.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Icehawk covered his mouth with a hand and whispered, &#8220;He after you?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">I nodded<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Biggs screamed, &#8220;She is in love with me bitch! You best not be lying to me. I will find her you know.&#8221; Biggs scanned the dinner and moved down the isle to the ladies room he kicked the door in and disappeared. I moved quickly from the booth and ran out the front door. I didn&#8217;t look back. I just ran.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">*****<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><b><span class=\"auto-style3\">Jenny told Linda later who filled me in on the battle Ice had to defend me. Biggs slammed him over the counter and Ice covered the floor with a sheet of ice and sent Biggs flying. Jenny said things got really tense when Icehawk put a fork saber to Biggs throat. But I had ran for life and limb . Once safe in the warehouse I watched for him and hoped he was okay. It was silly I know he was part of the hunt by than, so of course he was okay. If it was more than he could handle Raven would be out the door in a flash to back him up.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">He came back with food and we enjoyed our breakfast in the peace of the forest. I leaned against a tree as Linda and him chattered on. Somewhere in the talk. I fell asleep sitting leaned against one of the trees in the warehouse. My dreams where filled of childhood dances and hugs and kisses of my daddy. I guess I really miss him but that isn&#8217;t what I am writing about.<\/span><\/b> <br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">*****<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Icehawk spoke, &#8220;Linda? How much to book her for a month?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;A month!&#8221; Linda looked shocked, &#8220;Depends on the gig.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;This month&#8230;starting right now.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;She has a gig to do Fridays.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Including Friday.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Linda thought, &#8220;Well the month is almost over.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Icehawk spoke, &#8220;The next 30 days, then.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Okay in or out of costume? Body painting takes time.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Whatever she wants to wear.&#8221; Icehawk stared at Linda, &#8220;What&#8217;s the max, Linda?&#8221; <\/span> <br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;How many hours?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Twenty four hours a day, seven days a week for 30 days.&#8221; He was getting agitated.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;No one can afford that!&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Icehawk smiled. &#8221; 50 grand? 75?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;You&#8217;re pulling my leg.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;One hundred grand?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Okay.&#8221; Linda jumped at the offer.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">*****<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style2\">Somehow, he arranged with my dear little manger , LINDA, to buy me for a month for $100,000. What a decision to make. Here is a drop dead handsome hunk, friends with the one person I totally trust and he wants to buy me. I would never get a chance to score should a landslide of cash but he was buying me, like I was a hooker for sale. I read the contract and reread the contract. If he so much as kissed me he would lose his money and I was free of the contract. But what if I wanted him to kiss me? No, that would never happen, I had gone how many years so far with out even a casual date. But God I was attracted.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">*****<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">He had fallen asleep, I woke him with a gentle touch and backed away quickly as he stirred, &#8220;I have a few questions.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Sure.. ask away,&#8221; He sat up an stretched. <\/span> <br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">My eyes dropped quickly so I won&#8217;t stare. &#8220;When do I sleep? I can dance for hours but not a full month.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Icehawk laughed softly, &#8220;I don&#8217;t expect you to dance. Unless you feel like it.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Than why the contract?&#8221; I wondered what he did want for his money.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Made Linda feel good.&#8221; He drew his legs to him.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;What is the option for a second month for?&#8221; I didn&#8217;t like the idea of disappearing with a stranger for two months, but the money. What did he expect for all that money.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;I like to keep my options open.&#8221; He grinned as I looked at the contract, &#8220;You do have the option to decline my offer.&#8221; He mentioned. &#8220;Now we can go to Paris.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">I took the pen I had in hand and signed. It was a chance of a lifetime even if he wanted more from me, I would never get a chance like this again. I would be stupid not to. I convinced my self into it. I handed him the contract and pen. &#8220;You need Raven to notarize it.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Icehawk took the pen and laid the paper on his knee, signing, &#8220;Works for me.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">I stood up and looked down on him, &#8220;Guess I got to get a bag to pack.&#8221; <\/span> <br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;We can pick up anything you don&#8217;t have in Paris.&#8221; He moved to his feet.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Raven!&#8221; I yelled up, &#8220;If you and William are done can you come and notarize this.&#8221; I looked at him, &#8220;I don&#8217;t have a passport.&#8221; Raven joined Ice walking to the yard as I moved to my hut. I thought of the things Raven and I had talked about. I would not let her down. Her secrets where safe with me. I touched the photo of my family and kissed the frame and left it on the wall.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">****<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style2\">I couldn&#8217;t have been more wrong on his attentions. He had this lonely soul that cried out to mine. He treated me like&#8230;.. a princess? Yeah all the old story book thoughts did come to mind. Cinderella and Her Prince, Sleeping Beauty with her White Knight, &#8230;&#8230; Ice compared us to Beauty and the Beast. He is no Beast.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">****<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">I walked in the yard. The mood seemed tense so I smiled brightly as I interrupted, &#8220;There you guys are. Raven, William is with Josho I think he needs you.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Raven turned to him with a look of warning, &#8220;Enjoy Icehawk.&#8221; She moved pass me, laying her hand on my arm and smiling as she entered the warehouse.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Pam.&#8221; Icehawk looked at me, &#8220;I don&#8217;t expect you to leave now. We have a date for dinner.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Did you read the contract?&#8221; I questioned.<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;24\/7 starting at the signing.&#8221; I shrugged, &#8220;It&#8217;s your money and your time. I am just your dancer.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Okay&#8230;my time. I want you to do what you normally do during your day. Nothing more.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Where?&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Wherever you want.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">I confessed, &#8220;My life is pretty boring. Sure you want to see me do that. I swim when I get home from a gig, sleep and practice and swim.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Perhaps we&#8217;ll take in a play.&#8221; His smile was bright. I could see his eyes dancing with&#8230; with joy? &#8220;Or the symphony.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">I lowered my head with a half smile. I was feeling out of place, &#8220;Haven&#8217;t done that since I was a kid.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;What would you like to do?&#8221; What is something you&#8217;ve always wanted to do?&#8221; He moved to my side, as I felt my cheeks fire in a blush. He smiled even more and continued, &#8220;There is&#8230; Tell me what it is&#8230;&#8221; <\/span> <br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;It is silly.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Can&#8217;t be, not if you want to do it.&#8221; His finger slide under my chin and he looked into my eyes, &#8220;Please tell me.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">My mouth open and out it blurted, &#8220;I have never been to Disney World.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Icehawk grinned. He pulled out his cell and dialed, &#8220;Yeah&#8230;Hawkins&#8230;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">File a flight plan for Orlando and send a limo. Right.&#8221; He closed his phone, &#8220;We are going to Disney World. You know? I&#8217;ve never been either.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">&#8220;Just like that!&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><span class=\"auto-style3\">Icehawk smile to a sweet soft expression with his lips just barely turned in a smile, his words floated softly &#8220;Just like that.&#8221;<\/span><br class=\"auto-style3\" \/><br \/>\n****<\/p>\n<p><b>Guess that&#8217;s enough for a start. My hand hurts from all this scribbling. Someday I might even get to where people could read my handwriting. There is so much more to tell. So much I have to sort out. Maybe I should make tape recordings instead. Now there&#8217;s a thought. A dairy in sound. Raven would flip.<\/b><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dear Diary Note to Readers: Even though this is a dairy, I am adding flash backs to the orignal events using &#8220;****&#8221; to note the changes back and forth. 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