A Chance to Love (Life's a Chance Book 3) by Morgan Dawson

Author:Morgan Dawson [Dawson, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-08-23T16:00:00+00:00

“Miss Mason?”

Adelia glanced up from where she was wiping the front of the display case. “Yes?”

“Could I get a knife, please?”

“Of course.” She set the damp cloth next to the cash register and grabbed a knife from the drawer. Quickly crossing to where Mr. Anderson sat, she set it down beside his plate.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” She smiled and went to return to what she’d been doing.

“Miss Mason, do you get a lunch break?”

Raising her eyebrows, she turned back to face him. “I—well yes. I usually take it once the lunch rush is over.”

“Do you have any plans for lunch today?”

Adelia noticed the red tinge rising in his face, which she was sure mirrored her own. “No, I never do. I usually just eat in the back with Mr. and Mrs. Tiller.”

“Maybe we could have lunch together today? I have some work to do for Mr. Tysen this morning, and then I could come back here whenever the lunch rush is over? That is, only if you want to?”

Adelia felt herself run through all the possible excuses she could use, and all the reasons she should say no and eat lunch as she normally did. But what would it hurt? She asked herself, looking down at Mr. Anderson, his dark eyes meeting her own. It’s just lunch.

“I’d like that. I usually eat around one-thirty.”

He just nodded, and Adelia forced herself to wipe her clammy hands on her apron and try to walk calmly to the kitchen to gather herself.

Once she was in the kitchen, she let out a long breath.

“Are you all right, Miss Mason? You look like you need to sit down.” Mrs. Tiller’s wrinkled hand reached to guide her to the table in the corner of the room.

“I’m fine, thank you. I’m just warm.”

“Yes, it’s quite hot out today. I don’t know that the kitchen is any better than out there, though.”

Adelia nodded, sitting in the chair across from where Mr. Tiller had his wheelchair under the table. “I’ll go back out there in a minute.”

Running her hand over the rough knot in the dark wooden table, Adelia wondered what she was doing. Everything inside her was telling her not to become friends with anyone. Actually, it was yelling at her not to. It wasn’t safe. They’d only hurt you.

A small part of her, though, was whispering, what if? What if these people are different? What if this was her chance to see what she’d missed out on all these years?

“Have some water, dear.”

She pulled herself from her thoughts, looking up at Mrs. Tiller who had set a glass of water in front of her.

“Thank you. That’s probably a good idea.” Taking a sip of the water, she forced her heart rate to steady, and the shaking in her hands to calm. It was just lunch with a friend.

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