A Very Merry Christmas by Cathy Lamb

Author:Cathy Lamb [Lamb, Cathy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2016-09-19T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

“There’s a horse and wagon like thing outside our house, Aunt Meredith.”

“A what, Jacob?”

He pointed out the parlor’s window.

I scrambled over the couch, got my leg stuck in a cushion, twisted, and fell flat on my face.

Jacob helped me up. “You’re kind of klutzy, Aunt Meredith.”

“You’re right, I am.” I got myself rearranged and put together again, then stared out the window.

The driver and . . . oh my gosh . . . the driver and Logan waved back at me. I watched as Logan jumped out of the buggy and came toward the door.

“Is that the man you’re going to dinner with?” Jacob asked.

“Uh. Yes.” Logan had control of my mind, I was sure of it. He’d stopped by the B and B two days before and said, “Meredith, I’d like to take you out to an early dinner on Wednesday before rehearsal. I’ll be by to get you at 5:00.” I had nodded my head as if I was a robot.

“He’s huge. He’s like a giant.”

I put my arm around Jacob’s shoulders. “Come and meet him.”

He shook his head. He was so, so shy.

Sarah pounded down the steps as the doorbell rang. “That’s the date, right?”

I eyed her outfit, suggestive, inappropriate, and her makeup, suggestive, inappropriate.

“Don’t argue with me now, Aunt Meredith. You’ve got a man at the door. First date in forever, right? You’ve been on a drought. A barren desert. No water at all.”

I rolled my eyes as Sarah opened the door. “Hi. We haven’t officially met. I’m the rebellious teenager. I have stressful problems and cause Aunt Meredith all sorts of worries. I know the police by name. They know me, too. My aunt thinks I dress like a—”

I clamped my hand over her mouth. “Hello, Logan. Come on in.”

He shut the door behind him, and the entry seemed to shrink exponentially; even our old-fashioned Christmas tree with popcorn and cranberries seemed smaller.

“It’s nice to see you again, Sarah,” he said, his voice kind. He shook her hand. Sarah looked surprised at first and I thought she blushed, but then she turned to glare at me. I don’t know why she glared at me except to say that she is an angry teenage girl and they glare for no reason.

“Jacob,” he extended his hand to Jacob. “I’ve listened to you play the piano many times. You’re a talented musician.”

Jacob hung his head as he blushed.

“Chin up,” I whispered. Jacob obediently put his chin up. I was working with him to look people in the eye, stand tall. It was a constant battle. He’d simply been metaphorically hit too many times in his life.

“He’s either playing piano or writing songs. He has more talent than anyone,” Sarah said. “Man, that would be boring for me, though. I prefer sneaking out at night.”

I rolled my eyes at her. Sarah rolled her eyes back, crossed her arms over her chest, and stuck out a hip.

Logan didn’t say a word until Sarah glanced up at him.

“Sarah,” he said. “Don’t sneak out at night again.

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