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Title: Ten Year Dance
Author: Ara Grigorian
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Best friends since sixth grade. A ten-year high school reunion. A truth they’ve danced around for a decade.
Unlucky-in-love Sophie Perez knows her divorce won’t be easy—but she doesn’t expect it to be dangerous. So when things get ugly, she agrees to move in with Pete Nicos, her commitment-phobic best friend since childhood. Pete has always been there for Sophie, just like she’s been there for him. At first, taking her in seems like the best option, but soon her tantalizing proximity blurs the lines of friendship. With their high school reunion on the horizon will they find closure, forgiveness, and new beginnings?
Ten Year Dance is a contemporary love story, rich with engaging and relatable characters trying to find themselves and each other. Ara Grigorian’s latest will stay with you long after you turn the final page.
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— Pete —
Today – Ten Years Later
OUR FOOD ARRIVES.
“Hi Pete,” the waitress says.
“Hey,” I say, unable to remember her name. “I love what you’ve done with your hair.”
She blushes. “Thanks.” She places my plate in front of me and practically drops Sophie’s.
She strolls away as I grab the Gyro sandwich, prepared to devour it.
“Hi Pete,” Sophie says in a low nasally voice. “You like my hairdo?”
I grin. “Are you jealous or something?”
She squints. “Homeboy, please! At least don’t make me gag right before I eat.” She stops talking then tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “I will give you this: you may not believe in love, but at least you’ve always been faithful to whoever you’ve been with.”
I’m at a loss. How could Seth have cheated on her? She’s perfect and he’s flawed on a good day.
“Forget Seth,” I say. “He never deserved you.”
“Anyway,” she says and smiles with effort. “I’m famished.”
Good. Let’s move on from that topic. I raise my Gyro again.
“I assume you heard about the ten-year reunion?” Sophie asks.
My Gyro freezes mid-ascension. Tzatziki sauce drips onto the paper plate. “Who’s having a reunion?”
“Our high school class. Who else?” She picks up a Kalamata olive and pops it in her mouth like popcorn. “In May,” she says then licks her fingertips.
“Has it been ten years already?”
“Funny how math works like that.” She lifts the chicken kebob sandwich and studies it for a moment before sinking her teeth into the toasted baguette. She chews slowly while I try to reconcile this information.
“Back when we were at Hancock Prep,” she says, “I used to picture going to the tenth reunion all decked out, stepping out of a Porsche with Prince Charming at my side. I never thought ten years would go by so quickly.”
“And with so little to show for.”
She shrugs. “Yeah, well. There’s that, too.” Silence. “I can’t believe I’m getting a divorce,” she whispers. “It wasn’t supposed to be like this.”
“How was it supposed to be?”
“Fall in love. Stay in love. Respect. Be respected.”
I lower the sandwich. “Maybe what you’re going through is the new normal. Maybe I’ve been right after all. Love is another lie we’ve been sold.”
“I can’t believe that.”
“No? Then why is it so hard for so many people to find a meaningful relationship? I know I’m not the only one. And what you’re going through—hate to say it—but it was only a matter of time. Fifty-fifty chance of a divorce for all couples. That’s a fact.”
She leans forward. “Maybe because people don’t marry the right person. Maybe they pick poorly.”
I grin. “Are you going to get on your soapbox about ‘the one’ concept?”
“Why not? Why is that so impossible to believe?”
“You and Yiayia… at least she’s eighty. What’s your excuse? God has not pre-selected ‘the one’ that was meant for me. And even if I bought the theory, where is she?”
She shrugs, pops another olive in her mouth. “You probably screwed up and lost your chance.” Her face twists in a pout. “And I guess I did, too.”
Armenian by heritage, born in Iran, lived in Barcelona, and escaped New York until he found his home in Los Angeles, Ara’s first eleven years were both busy and confusing. The fruit salad of languages would slow down his genetically encoded need to tell stories. Until then, an alter ego would be required…
He received an engineering degree from California State University Northridge and earned his MBA from the University of Southern California. Today, he is a technology executive in the entertainment industry. True to the Hollywood life, Ara wrote for a children’s television pilot that could have made him rich (but didn’t) and nearly sold a video game to a major publisher (who closed shop days later).
But something was amiss until his wife read him the riot act. “Will you stop talking about wanting to be a writer and just do it?” So with her support (and mandate), and their two boys serving as his muse, he wrote stories.
Fascinated by the human species, Ara writes about choices, relationships, and second chances. Always a sucker for a hopeful ending, he writes contemporary romance stories. He is an alumnus of both the Santa Barbara Writers Conference and Southern California Writers’ Conference (where he also serves as a workshop leader). Ara is an active member of the Romance Writers of America and its Los Angeles chapter.
Ara is represented by Stacey Donaghy.
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