Anna's Journey by Nancy Toback

Author:Nancy Toback
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2012-11-13T00:00:00+00:00

Seventeen

Awaking to the buzz of the alarm clock, Anna rolled onto her side with a groan. She reached for the clock on the nightstand, rapping her knuckles against a hard surface.

“Ouch!” Anna sat upright. She was on the floor mat instead of the bed. Jane slept over, she suddenly recalled.

Shoving at the quilt, she discovered the clock at the foot of the mat and snapped off the alarm. She craned her neck to see Jane, sleeping soundly on the four-poster, snoring.

Anna smiled. Though it had taken a lot to convince Jane to take the bed instead of the mat, Jane easily agreed to attend church with her this morning. A sweet answer to prayer.

Anna stood up in the darkened room, turned to the window, drew aside the curtain, and lifted the venetian blind slat. The sooty pane revealed a city still asleep. One noticeable sign of life came from the flashing green neon sign of Stavros’s diner.

Frowning, Anna released the blind slat. If only she hadn’t been in the diner that fateful Saturday morning, licking her wounds in public, vulnerable to anybody who would’ve walked into her life—let alone God’s gift to womankind.

Anna tiptoed over the creaky floor and hefted the Bible from the dresser. Stepping around the cartons in the next room, she made her way into the kitchen and set her Bible on the table.

She carried the glass coffeepot to the sink, turned on the cold-water faucet, and groaned. Even Jane had acted all swoony when she’d seen Daniel standing at the cash register. Maybe her own response to him hadn’t been over-the-top.

Anna grimaced. Why lie to herself? Smack-dab in the middle of mourning over her breakup with Ted, she’d felt the current of a thousand-volt jolt when her eyes met Daniel’s. And after Daniel walked out of the diner, for a dangerous split second, she wondered if God’s mate for her had disappeared forever.

She shuddered, snapped back the faucet handle, poured water into the coffeemaker, and slammed down the lid. She had to face facts. The more she tried not to like Daniel, the more she did.

Anna peeled back the plastic cover from the coffee can, inhaling the rich aroma as she scooped grinds into the basket. Speculating that a total stranger in a diner might be her future husband testified to her post-Ted pathetic condition.

Anna flicked the switch on the coffeemaker. “Oh boy, I think I lost count.”

“Talking to yourself again?”

With a shiver, she spun toward a yawning Jane. “Hey, you’re up early.”

“That bed of yours is comfy.” Jane dropped into a kitchen chair. “I slept like a dead dog.”

A dead dog? Where did Jane get such expressions? “Glad you slept well.” Anna eyed the coffee machine. “Because we might be drinking mud this morning.”

“I’m guessing that’s what you lost count of? Scoops?” Jane grinned. “Maybe you’re in love?”

“Could be, but”—Anna went to the cabinet, grabbed two coffee mugs off the shelf, and brought them to the table—“I’m not in love.” She was on the rebound from Ted, is all.

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