A Home for Hannah by Amy Lillard

Author:Amy Lillard [Lillard, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2018-01-11T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Hannah walked side by side with Aaron back to the house. Her heart and her steps were heavy, even as she told herself this was for the best. She had no business getting involved with anyone. Even re-involved with anyone. There was too much at stake, too much happening in her life, too many unresolved issues.

They could tell themselves all they wanted that they were making a decision, but she knew they were just avoiding the inevitable.

Once back at the house, Aaron hitched up his horse and headed home. He gave Hannah a small, friendly wave and it occurred to her then that the small gesture was indicative of their relationship. Small and friendly. That was all it could ever be.

Hannah watched as he disappeared around the bend, then made her way into the house. Shortly she would have to drive into town to pick up Brandon from his lessons. She should have just stayed in town with him, but she had wanted to come back and see Aaron.

With a shake of her head, she made her way up the steps and into the house.

“What’s wrong?” Gracie sat on the couch crocheting something out of a skein of heavy black yarn.

“Nothing,” Hannah mumbled. Suddenly she felt tired. So very tired. Maybe even exhausted. She wanted to lie down on the couch, close her eyes, and not wake up for a long time.

“Now, I don’t believe that for a minute.” Gracie set her yarn and needle to one side and eyed her closely.

Hannah squirmed under such scrutiny.

“Why are you wearing jeans today? I thought you were stay—I mean, starting to enjoy your dresses again.”

“This has nothing to do with my clothes.”

“I think differently.” Gracie fidgeted, but didn’t pick up her crocheting again.

“Being here is confusing,” Hannah finally admitted. It was more than confusing. When she walked into her mother’s kitchen, she was hit with so many good memories, she could almost taste them. Christmas cookies, summer canning, fall canning, jams, pickles, tomatoes. Baking bread and all the other chores she had performed over the years. Except she had never appreciated them at the time. She had done anything and everything to get out of the work. The Englisch didn’t do such things. If they needed a can of tomatoes, they went to the store and bought one. They didn’t plan months in advance, till and plow a plot, plant seeds, water, pull weeds, and watch the plants grow. And they surely didn’t pick them, wash them, clean and can them. But the tomatoes were fresh. There was no worry of growth hormones or GMOs, preservatives or pesticides.

Who was coming out ahead on this one?

Being back in Pontotoc was more than memories of her family. There were memories of so much more. But life was a great deal harder in Pontotoc. Could she give up all the creature comforts in order to regain those precious memories of her youth?

But what about you? Don’t you need to prove yourself? You’ve never done anything for yourself.

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