An Everlasting Bond (A Tale From Blythe Cove Manor Book 2) by Shirley Hailstock

Author:Shirley Hailstock [Hailstock, Shirley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Shirley Hailstock

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Jenny finished her muffin, and then curled up on the big leather couch intending to read, but the fire’s glow and the cozy atmosphere did what her pretty room hadn’t been able to do. Her muscles relaxed and her eyes grew heavy. She rested her head on the arm of the sofa, intending to close her eyes for just a moment, but immediately felt into an exhausted sleep.

When she awoke, the sky was a dismal gray and two hours had passed. Someone had spread a hand-crocheted afghan over her. The aroma of baking seemed to fill the house and the fire in the hearth still burned merrily, as though new logs had been added just moments before.

Sitting upright, Jenny removed the throw, folded it, and placed it on the back of the couch, then grabbed her book and spread it open on her lap at the place where’d she left off hours earlier. But before she could begin to read, she heard the sound of soft footsteps.

They came to the dining room one by one—in their pajamas. Silly pajamas. Pajamas imprinted with cats, with dogs, with parrots, and even pink elephants. They were older than her by at least twenty years. They were loud, boisterous, and obviously having fun—a lot of fun. They had to be the sorority sisters that Lavinia and Maude had spoken of the evening before. They sounded more like biological siblings.

Jenny tried not to pay attention to the laughter, tried not to think about how much fun she and Missy could have had if her friend had decided to join her. She tried to concentrate on the words on the page before her, but found it nearly impossible. Her stomach gave a loud growl and she glanced at the clock on the mantle. It had been a little more than two hours since she’d eaten that wonderful muffin. Perhaps she’d go sit at a table overlooking the lawn and the garden beyond and have a real breakfast. Yes—that’s what she’d do.

She got up and walked from the lobby to the dining room and took a seat at a table set for two, the empty chair opposite her once again emphasizing her loss. Should she wait there for her hostess to wait on her or go to the kitchen to request something to eat? A carafe of coffee stood on the big round table to Jenny’s right where the women sat, and all of them seemed to be nursing cups. The rest of the muffins and strudel she’d seen earlier in the kitchen were piled on pretty cake plates. Jenny eyed the carafe. Should she ask if she could pour herself a cup?

“Did you hear about Crystal?” asked one of the women. Jenny looked away, afraid they might think her nosy if she continued to stare. But it was only seconds later when her gaze strayed back in that direction that she noticed the woman had fuchsia colored nails that contrasted nicely with her paler pink elephant PJs.

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