Blue Ridge Reunion by Mia Ross

Author:Mia Ross
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-10-29T07:00:00+00:00

Final count: 82. Need more chairs :(

Chelsea typed back, No problem, then added an uncharacteristic smiley face.

Most of her email was completely professional, but spending so much time with the outgoing Brenda and her chatty committee had given her a new perspective on the girls she’d viewed with such disdain in high school. Thanks to them, now she could see how her lonely teenage existence had been partly her own fault. Maybe if she’d made more of an effort to fit in with her classmates instead of looking down on them, she would’ve had more friends.

Since she couldn’t go back and change her past, Chelsea had resolved to make her present more fun. Paul was an excellent role model for that, although she couldn’t envision herself ever being quite that laid-back. Still, there was always room for improvement, and she saw no harm in trying. For instance, she no longer checked her schedule a dozen times a day to make sure she was on track. Instead, she kept her to-do list short enough to memorize. It made life much easier.

Sipping her tea, she looked around with a satisfied smile. Rustic hadn’t been the word for this place when she’d first arrived. Now the machinery hummed as if it had never been off-line, and people came and went with a regularity that would have been unthinkable when she did her initial site appraisal for the bank. It was a vibrant, interesting place, just the kind of spot folks would enjoy visiting for a few hours with their kids.

With that in mind, she opened the website she was designing and reviewed her progress. After a few false starts, she’d gotten the hang of the program and had the basics in place.

One thing she didn’t like: the company logo. Paul wanted to use the wood-burning mark they put on their lumber, but it struck her as being too much like a brand cowboys used on cattle. The problem was, some long-ago Barrett had created it, and it would be a nice historical link between the original mill and its modern counterpart.

She now had a solution to that, she thought, pulling up Jenna’s number on her contact list. When the artist answered, the grinding noise in the background nearly drowned her out. “Hello? Can you hear me?”

“Yes.”

“I think we’ve got a bad connection.”

“No, it’s my deburring machine. What can I do for you?”

Since the woman didn’t seem inclined to shut the equipment off, Chelsea went on. “Amy Morgan and Molly Harkness recommended you to do some artwork for the sawmill. Are you taking on new projects these days?”

“Every day,” she replied with a laugh. “What did you have in mind?”

By the time Chelsea had finished outlining what she wanted, she was almost hoarse from shouting. But Jenna seemed totally unfazed by both the racket and the assignment, promising she’d have some drawings in a couple of days. “Email whatever visuals you have, and I’ll take it from there. ’Bye.”

Chelsea wasn’t sure her goodbye got

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