"When it comes to decisions, it is not so much about what you do next but about who you are and who you want to become." ~Roxana Jones "I love this series," Rachel told the woman on the other side of the counter at the bookstore where she worked. "It's for my daughter," she answered with a small smile."Oh, want me to gift wrap this then?""You can do that?""We can.""If you don't mind and have time, I'd love for you too. I was going to go find a gift bag, but there's something about gifts someone takes the time to wrap.""I think so too."Rachel took the books the lady had purchased and wrapped them with care. Once she perfectly creased the paper and taped around the books, she slid a ribbon around the edges and tied a bow. After a quick inspection, Rachel smiled and handed over the stack of books, now wrapped up in a pretty package."These are lovely. Thank you so much. This will make her day.""You're welcome. Thanks for shopping with us."With a wave, the woman was out the door

"I believe that all roads lead to the same place-and that is wherever all roads lead to." ~Willie Nelson The last couple of months hadn't gone as Rachel had planned including drug rehab for one of her roommates, a move, and a job promotion-not in that order. Her roommate Ivy had gotten into drugs while working at a bar, and she had spiraled downhill quickly. Everyone rallied and got her into rehab, but when she checked herself out early, Rachel realized she had to move. Since she'd got a job promotion, she had the money to move into a different place with a new roommate.Needless to say, time for herself was nonexistent. As Rachel looked back at her life, she realized she still needed to make a few changes. That's why she'd texted MasterMixer the other day. She didn't want to live scared and wanted to do something for herself. Getting in touch with the guy from the dating site seemed to be a good start. She wasn't sure it would go anywhere, but she remembered she enjoyed talking to h

The Dive Bar Tour is wrapping up, and if you didn't get out to a show, you really missed out. A couple of stops are still left. Grab your tickets and see the boys while you can. You won't be sorry. "Happy birthday!" Rachel said as she held the cake out for her roommate. She hated how awkward it all seemed, but she was trying something new. She'd never wanted to make an effort for her last roommates. They were just around so they were all able to afford to live in an expensive city for cheap.Paige was different. Ever since they became roommates, they had grown closer. Rachel didn't have many friends in her life, but Paige was the closest she had ever had to one. So making the effort for her birthday seemed important."Rach, what have you done?" Paige asked with a smile."I baked you a cake. It might not be edible, though, so I might owe you dinner out with a trip to that pastry shop we both like downtown.""This is awesome! I love cake. I'm sure it's great. Let me get changed, and we

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Rules for Online Dating: Get to know the other person before meeting in person. MasterMixer: Knock knock.Rachel: Who's there?MasterMixer: Spell.Rachel: Spell who?MasterMixer: Okay, W-H-O.Rachel: That was really bad.MasterMixer: I have it on good authority that one is golden.Rachel: No! By who? A three-year-old?MasterMixer: Maybe.Rachel: Case solved. Just one question. Where did you find a three-year-old?MasterMixer: My best friend is married to a woman with said kid. She's the smartest person I know, and she loves my jokes. Said they're bomb dot com. Rachel: Do you spend a lot of time talking to your friend's wife's kid? Isn't that a little... weird?MasterMixer: Well, when you put it that way. But honest, it's not as strange as it sounds. His wife is the sister of another friend of mine, and I've known her for a long time. I met her and her daughter long before she and my friend started dating.Rachel: So did you introduce them? That's sweet.MasterMixer: No, I take no cr