'Mums in November by Clare Revell

Author:Clare Revell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: christian Fiction
ISBN: 9781611169805
Publisher: Pelican Book Group
Published: 2016-11-08T05:00:00+00:00

8

Jackson drove Amber home from the prayer meeting. He’d been stewing about the theft charge all day, trying to reconcile that woman with the one he’d come to know and love. Yes, love. And if she’d made the proposal quip today he’d have said yes he did mean it. He’d intended to ask her about the charges laid against her, but hadn’t found the right moment. Call him a coward, but he couldn’t do it. Not tonight.

“Are you OK?” she asked. “You’ve hardly said two words all evening.”

“Tired. It’s been a long day.” He forced a smile. “How was work?”

“Busy. They want me to do a display, which’ll be up until December when the Christmas ones go up.”

“A display?”

She grinned and gestured with her hands. “A huge picture that covers the boards on the wall. The kids do the bulk of the work—painting and sticking and so on.”

“Sounds cool.” He loved her enthusiasm. “What are you doing?”

“The house that Jack built. Rats, cats, and so on, and a huge house.”

“Will the parson look like Pastor Jack?”

Amber laughed. “Not if the kids have anything to do with it. It should be fun. I need to finish cutting the pictures out tonight, and we can start on it tomorrow.”

“Will it take long?”

She shook her head. “No. Different kids do different bits all at the same time. There are eleven kids and eleven parts. They can all do the house.”

“Wait a sec.” Jackson counted on his fingers, tapping them against the steering wheel. “There’s the malt, rat, cat, dog, cow, maiden, tattered man, parson, rooster, farmer. That’s ten. Because the house doesn’t count.”

“You forgot Jack.”

“Oh, right.” He paused. “He’s not gonna look like me, is he?”

Amber laughed. “Right down to his cowboy hat.”

“Gee thanks, honey.”

“Any time, cowboy. I am so looking forward to my afternoon off tomorrow. And it’s Friday too. So I don’t go back until ten on Monday morning.”

“Any sign of this guy who was following you?”

“Nothing definite for a day or two. I guess the cops must have scared him off.”

He walked her to the door. “I have a practice meeting tomorrow. Can I see you Saturday?”

“Sure. That would be good.”

He kissed her gently. “Then I bid you good night, my lady.” He doffed his hat, making her grin.

“Good night, Jackson.”

****

Amber waited for the quarter to five bus. The display was up in record time and looked good. She’d spent her afternoon off in town window shopping and was now on her way home in the dark and cold.

She pulled her collar up and got on the bus. As usual, she sat as close to the driver as she could.

A man dashed on just as the doors were closing, tossing his cigarette to the roadside. He flashed his bus pass at the driver and took the seat opposite her.

She pulled out her phone and checked for messages, not expecting to find one, but purely as a safety measure. Her email chimed and she read that first, her heart sinking and eyes tearing.

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