3 Savor by Barbara Ellen Brink

Author:Barbara Ellen Brink [Brink, Barbara Ellen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbara Ellen Brink
Published: 2013-09-27T04:00:00+00:00

In spite of the early impromptu barbecue at Margaret’s place that afternoon, Handel decided to cook outside on the grill for dinner. Like his sister, he excelled at the perfect steak, so Billie was happy to let him take care of business.

It was a beautiful evening. The air was warm and heady with the scent of ripe grapes and a gentle breeze played over leaves on nearby vines and trees. A blur of bright red caught Billie’s attention as a cardinal flitted from branch to branch calling his mate.

She heard voices and looked across the field. Margaret had called earlier to say she’d changed her mind about joining them for dinner. She and Davy came bearing gifts; Davy carried a bottle of Dr. Pepper and Margaret a bottle of her wine. She wore a blue and white sundress with white flip flops, her hair tied loosely back with a ribbon, and looked more like a Disney princess than a mom.

Davy was eager to share all his adventures from the fair and kept on talking until it was time to eat. He proudly wore his 4-H t-shirt and was upset when he accidentally dropped a blob of mustard in the middle of it. “Aww, shoot! I was going to wear this tomorrow too,” he said, pulling his shirt up to lick at the spot.

Margaret rolled her eyes. “I think you’ll survive one day while it’s in the wash. Besides, you have soccer again tomorrow and you’ll be wearing your jersey.”

He stuffed the rest of his hotdog into his mouth and tried to talk while chewing. “Can Adam drive me tomorrow too? He said he’d drive me everyday if you gave the okay.”

Billie laughed at the ironic picture they made. Margaret was simply beautiful without trying. Her son, his mouth stuffed full and mustard staining his shirt, was a mess without trying. Adam fit into that mix perfectly. A beautiful mess.

“We’ll talk about this later. Corvette or no Corvette, you can’t just ask Adam to drive you around like he’s your chauffeur.” She handed him a napkin.

Davy sighed heavily before taking the napkin from her hand as though using it would offend his sensibilities. Instead of cleaning the catsup and mustard on the corner of his mouth he used it to wipe at the spot on his shirt again, leaving traces of white paper behind. “He said he didn’t mind,” he said, continuing the argument. “I told Heidi that he might let her have a ride.”

“Davy!” She shook her head. “You can’t make promises over something in which you have no say. Even if Adam were to agree to that, Heidi’s mom would probably not. And I wouldn’t blame her.”

Billie intervened. “Davy, could you go inside and get the black olives? I completely forgot them. They’re in the side door of the refrigerator.”

“Sure.” He hopped up from the picnic table and ran toward the back door.

“Nice. Instant obedience. How do you do that?” Margaret asked.

Billie shrugged. “Easy. I’m not his mom. You’ve

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