Allison O'Brian on Her Own, Volume 2 by Melody Carlson

Author:Melody Carlson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group

On Thanksgiving morning Allison awoke to all kinds of good smells. Muriel had been busily baking pies and treats for the last two days. Allison tried to remember other Thanksgivings, but she knew that none could compare to this. Thanksgiving at the Madisons’ was always cold and formal, the house crawling with strangers who seemed to walk around with their noses in the air. Today promised to be a fun and joyous celebration—her first holiday with her new family, a day to be remembered.

Allison helped Muriel get things ready for the big dinner. She carefully set the table in the dining room and then scavenged in the garden for something to make a bouquet for the foyer and the dining room table. She finally found some gold and orange chrysanthemums, which she combined with ivy and some ornamental berries to create several very striking arrangements.

“Just like your grandmother, you are, Allison,” said Muriel as she admired Allison’s creativity. “She had a knack for finding beauty in anything.”

“Thanks, Muriel. Say, I haven’t seen Dad all morning. Do you know what he’s up to?”

Muriel grinned. “He’s working on something down in the basement.”

“Great, I’ll go down and see,” Allison said.

“No, dear, I think you should stay up here and help me,” said Muriel with a wink. “James said that he is working on something that’s meant to be a surprise, and I’m not supposed to let you go down there.”

Allison nodded. “I see. In that case, I won’t bother him. But now you’ve got me dying of curiosity.”

“Well, why don’t you put your energy into some whipping cream for the pumpkin pies,” suggested Muriel.

After the cream was whipped and Muriel seemed to have everything under control, Allison went upstairs to dress. She pulled out a brown velvet dress that Marsha had sent with the other things in the trunk. Allison hadn’t cared much for the dress when she had first seen it. It had been adorned with a big fur collar and cuffs that actually looked like leopard skin, and it had given Allison the creeps. Grace suggested that the fur be removed, and once Muriel had performed this task and carefully steamed it, the dress looked entirely different.

Allison slipped it on and zipped up the side. It was lined with satin and had long, slender sleeves, a smooth, fitted bodice, and a long, full skirt that swished nicely just above her ankles. She decided to wear Grandmother Mercury’s pearls again, since this was a special day. She looked in the mirror as she brushed her hair and thought that the dress made her look very mature. She wondered if Andrew would think so, then chided herself for even thinking such a thing. She was just a kid to him.

Suddenly, a new thought hit her like a slap in the face. Andrew would actually be living in this very house someday—under the same roof! She would have to treat him as her brother. How could she possibly do that? She couldn’t think of Andrew as a brother.

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