9/11/Beyond Tuesday Morning Costco Only by Karen Kingsbury

Author:Karen Kingsbury [Kingsbury, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General, Fiction, Christian, Christian fiction, Religious, Police, New York (N.Y.), Brothers, Widows, Fire Fighters
ISBN: 9780310612018
Publisher: Zondervan Publishing Company
Published: 2008-11-15T15:44:16+00:00

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after the nice time they had at Chelsea Piers. ”I’ll talk to the coordinator and tell them I’m only available in the afternoon.”Since he worked nights, afternoons were bound to be more difficult. More hours awake without a break.

”I’m sorry, Aaron. When I have things figured out I’ll tell you. It just…”A lump filled her throat; she waited until it was gone. ”It isn’t fair to keep you guessing. And unless I take some time, maybe I’ll never know what I want. What God wants for me.”

At that last part, his eyes hardened. ”I understand.”He pointed to their sandwiches and the regret in his small laugh tore at her. ”We better eat.”

Jamie tried, but she barely forced down three bites. She wasn’t hungry, not as long as her heart was in a tailspin. The rest of the lunch was awkward, and Jamie wondered if she was losing her mind. Why cut Aaron out now just because she’d met Clay? Just because she had a bad day at St. Paul’s?

Not until she was on the ferry, two minutes from Staten Island, did she have an answer for herself. She didn’t need time away from Aaron because of her feelings for Clay, but because of her feelings for Aaron-feelings that seemed more and more like friendship with every passing hour. She needed her distance to be sure this thing with Clay wasn’t some sort of desperate ploy to avoid getting serious with Aaron. With the captain out of the picture for a while, she could think clearly.

And maybe, when a few weeks had passed, she would know without a doubt that she belonged with Aaron Hisel.

The thought simmered in her mind until she reached her car where she found an envelope in a plastic bag tucked beneath her windshield wipers. She wrinkled her nose. Funny. The ferryboat people didn’t usually allow canvassers through their parking lots. She pulled the envelope from the bag and saw her name written across the front.

It was from him; it had to be. She knew it before she opened it, and her fingers trembled as she slipped them beneath the envelope flap and pulled out the note.

Jamie, Thanks again for the great dinner and dressup party, even though I was disappointed I didn’t get to keep the jester hat. I thought it would be a nice touch for the ferry ride.

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He’d jotted down his room number at the hotel. She laughed out loud and turned so she could lean against her car. Her eyes moved further down the page.

Anyway, Joe’s going to see Wanda again tonight. I’ll be at the Holiday Inn if you want to talk. Thinking about you, Clay.

She read that last part three times in a row. Thinking about you, Clay…

He was going to be at a lonely hotel room. She folded the note, put it back in the envelope, and slid into her car. The least she could do was invite him over.

They could order pizzas and maybe watch a movie after Sierra went to bed.

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