A Paige in Cupid's Book by Ginny B. Nescott

Author:Ginny B. Nescott [Nescott, Ginny B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2018-02-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The next day, nobody came, apart from one man to pick up ornately carved chairs Linney had sold to him.

“Dust catchers,” she’d called them, but the price collected paid for the plumber’s bill.

The rest of the day was just the two women. Linney wasn’t at the hospice job. First task was the stubborn wallpaper in Paige’s current room. Linney produced a magic tool with spikes, borrowed from a fellow nurse, and scratched the paper layers in swirls.

“We need the window open for this part.” Her aunt informed her.

Paige removed the paper covering the window. She screamed when she saw the bones of a tiny critter trapped between the storm window and the inner one. Her heart raced. A warm sunbeam spilled in through the window, calming her shivers. “I need to put curtains on the list of things needed.”

“Make it ear plugs for me. My ears are ringing from your scream,” her aunt said with one finger plugged in her ear and wiggling. “I found lots of cloth in a bin downstairs. For now, look through that before buying something new.”

Paige nodded while Linney took care of the window.

Paige filled a bucket of hot water as she had before. Only this time, they put in a chemical adhesive remover. They applied it and waited. They started peeling and scraping. Pieces actually came off. Tiny shreds but faster than before. Linney sat, bundled on the floor working on a corner near the open window.

“So, how’s your hospice case?” Paige asked.

Her aunt inhaled and exhaled slowly. “Something’s not right with this one. Seems to be declining much faster. They told the family a good two months.” She shook her head. “Lucky to get two weeks. Hard when that happens. Makes it hard to soften the blow.”

Paige stood up and put her hands on her aunt’s shoulder. Linney patted her hand. Paige massaged Linney’s neck and upper back.

Though she grumbled about it, Linney moaned into the touch. “Keep working girl.”

Paige moved back to her spot, scrapping off layer after layer of wallpaper. Her aunt asked her about the lay-off she had and complimented her on pursuing the recommendation. They spoke of Paige’s career, related fields, and possible positions in the area, even if it was temporary.

Then the conversation drifted to Michael. Paige stopped and stared off dreamily.

“Oh, for Pete’s sake. No, make it my sake. Go ahead, call the man. Otherwise, I won’t get any work out of you.”

Paige took the portable landline phone from her aunt. She beamed and whispered a breathy hello to Michael, followed by, “I’m stripping.”

“Oh, brother.” Her aunt rose, stole the phone, and put it on speaker. “She’s stripping wallpaper, and I’m here, too.”

“Michael, help!” Paige shouted. “My aunt is asphyxiating me.”

“No, I’m not. The window’s open.”

“Isn’t it about twenty degrees out there?” came Michael’s rich voice.

“Puts hair on the chest,” Linney said. “Well, mine at least. Plucked a stray hair the other day.”

“TMI Auntie.” Paige stole back the phone. “We’re working with chemicals to get the wallpaper down.

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