Blame It On Texas by Kristine Rolofson

Author:Kristine Rolofson [Rolofson, Kristine]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-01-10T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

“THIS ISN’T GOING to work, Mother.” Martha rinsed the last of the dinner plates and stacked it in the drainer with the rest of the drying dishes. She’d dry them a little later, while the pans that held the meat loaves soaked.

“What isn’t?” Gert looked up from the papers she’d spread all over the kitchen table. Once again, her mother was involved in this silly book business. You’d think a ninety-year-old lady would be content to crochet afghans, not spend her time airing the town’s dirty laundry.

“Your matchmaking.” She looked into the living room to make sure the boy couldn’t hear. He was engrossed in a television show, having explained to “Grandma Gert” earlier that he and his Dad didn’t have a television set in the bunkhouse and he sure missed “watchin’ all the shows.” He seemed like a nice enough child, though a little too quiet. But a quiet child was a refreshing change from some of the little hooligans Martha saw with their mothers in town.

“What are you talking about, Martha? I’m just a nice old lady happy to have the young folks around.”

“Don’t give me that,” her daughter said, tossing the dish towel onto the counter. She sat down at the table and looked at her watch. “You’re pushing Kate and that cowboy together, and don’t you think I don’t know it.”

“She could use a man in her life.”

Who couldn’t? Martha wanted to reply, but she didn’t discuss such things with her mother, never had. “Not that man,” she said, lowering her voice to a whisper. She didn’t want that little boy to hear. “I had to chase him off when they were teenagers. Those Jones boys were never any good.”

“Dustin is a good man. And, Martha, you sound like an old witch.”

Now that hurt. She didn’t want to be called old, witch or not. “I just want the best for Kate.”

“In New York?” Gert snorted. “She belongs here, and don’t you tell me you don’t miss her.”

“Oh, I miss her, all right,” she admitted. “And I’d do just about anything to see her married and happy and living close to me here in Texas, but everyone has to live their own lives, Mother. We just have to accept that Kate’s life is in New York, working on that TV show.”

“Speak for yourself, Martha,” her mother said, looking decidedly grumpy. “I don’t have to accept any such thing.”

Now would be a good time to change the subject, Martha decided. “I wonder how Elizabeth is doing. Poor Jake. He looked terrified that she would have that baby on the way to the hospital.”

“I’m sure they made it,” Gert declared. “First babies take their time.”

“I remember.” She’d been in labor with Kate for nineteen hours. Ian, her sweet, quiet, well-mannered Ian, had come close to assaulting the physician to make him do something. The pregnancy itself had seemed like a miracle after wanting a baby so many years. And then “labor” had been exactly that, before the days

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