A Date with a Turkey (The Dating Series Book 11) by L.P. Dover & Heidi McLaughlin

Author:L.P. Dover & Heidi McLaughlin [Dover, L.P. & McLaughlin, Heidi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Books by L.P. Dover LLC
Published: 2020-11-23T18:30:00+00:00

6

Kyler

Being the manager of a multi-chain bank has its rewards. There are downfalls as well, but when your bank is number one in the state, one of the major sponsors of local and statewide events, and you have an excellent staff that doesn’t necessarily need you all day, you’re allowed to take a day off or two. Thankfully, it’s a short work week at the bank, and each of the branch managers and assistants are dutifully working to keep our operation as smooth as possible. Also, lucky for me, my office is right in Plymouth. It was one of the stipulations when I accepted the job—that I stay in my hometown. I wanted to be close to my parents and serve the community I grew up in. The Board of Directors agreed with the understanding that either my assistant or I travel to each event to make our presence known. The thing is, the tellers, managers, and our community rep team love doing these festivals and sign up for as many as they can each year.

After I make an appearance in the office, I find myself wandering around the festival. The event is set up in the park, with vendors, artisans, and food trucks along the outside, and the carnival is in the middle. For as long as I can remember, the Turkey Festival has been a part of Plymouth, and as an adult, I found it odd we’d celebrate Thanksgiving the way we do.

“Mr. Groff.” I turn at the sound of my name. Evelyn Pritchard is waving me toward her. “Mr. Groff, I don’t see your name on the pie-eating contest.”

I pat my belly and shake my head. “Sorry, Mrs. Pritchard, I love pumpkin pie, but I don’t know if I could eat more than a slice or two.”

“Oh, nonsense,” she says, waving her hand in the air. “When it’s topped with my homemade pumpkin-flavored whipped cream, you can eat a whole pie.”

She’s wrong. So, very wrong. “Let me think about it.” I wave and step away from the booth and back out into the crowd, hoping to hide among the masses. The rides are going, kids are laughing, and a man walks around on stilts making animal-shaped balloons.

The whole reason I’m down here is to see Maeve. She said she was working but never mentioned if she’d be here or at the station. I probably should’ve checked the station house first since it’s closer to my office. As I round the bend to where the medic tent is, I see a group of kids standing there, undoubtedly collecting the free items they’re handing out. I know I took the stress ball and pen they offered.

I don’t know what spurs me to do this, but I stop walking and just watch her interact with the kids as soon as I see Maeve. She’s crouched down to talk to the kids, whereas another medic is bent over. Maeve is a natural with the children. She pulls her stethoscope from around her neck, cleans the earpieces, and then gently sets them into a little boy’s ears.

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