The Memphis Players

Bailey had gone home to Memphis for a few days and decided to meet up with five of her closest friends while she was there. She expected a few laughs and some light-hearted conversation, and had no idea they had a proposition for her. They desperately needed her to come back home for the summer. This would be no regularly scheduled trip and would take a lot of effort on Bailey’s part. But, she was determined to make it happen. Especially since one of the people asking her to come home happened to be tall, dark, and handsome.

I was heartbroken and oblivious the first time I met Warren Manning. I wasn’t a fan of country music, so I had no idea who he was. We had a brief but heartfelt conversation, and Warren left my life as quickly as he entered it. A few months later I discovered just how famous he was. It was cool that I had met him once, but I figured I would never see him again.

The first time I met Malcolm Shepherd, I whispered in his ear. I had my reasons for doing it, which he knew nothing about. It probably seemed a bit odd to him, and he undoubtedly got the wrong idea about me. Because of that, one thing led to another and we ended up kissing only ten minutes after our first introduction.

Finding love was last on the list of things I needed to do. I had some personal things to work out before I could even think about searching for my soul mate. From where I stood at the moment, that seemed like something that might never happen. However, I couldn’t help but notice August. We had been friends since we were children. He had a crush on me years ago, but I didn’t feel the same way at the time. He was simply my friend. He had grown and matured recently, though. I felt something different when I looked at him now. The problem was, he had long since given up on a relationship with me.