Brushstrokes and Blessings by Danielle Thorne

Author:Danielle Thorne [Thorne, Danielle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: clean small town romance
Publisher: Danielle Thorne
Published: 2019-10-07T04:00:00+00:00

WHEN CHURCH WAS OVER, Darcy walked down to the basement to meet volunteers who'd offered to help with the school's parade float. She'd hoped to work on decorations in the school cafeteria, but the school was locked up today. Two women and a father from the parent-teacher organization waited for her, so she showed them the supplies she'd toted from the car down to the basement that morning.

Working together, they tied giant yellow bows and made bouquets of dried flowers. Darcy drew out large letters that would spell out the school's name.

"I'm sorry, but I have to go," said one helper, and within an hour, the others hurried off to take care of their families, too. Darcy stared at the messy room. She didn't have any time during the school day to get extra things done, and she worked on her lesson plans at night.

Frowning, she counted the days left on her fingers. She gathered the materials and left them on the table to worry about later. The church had grown quiet, and the basement now felt chilly. She picked up her sweater and wrapped it around her shoulders. A nice walk in the warm afternoon sunshine down Kansas Avenue would be nice. The old limestone town hall and most of the shops up and down the street were already decorated for the harvest parade and upcoming ball. At least she'd be able to see them before the big event.

The festival and week of Thanksgiving break was a big deal, but she didn't have a date for the ball. Raelynn would keep the hardware store open in hopes of bringing in early Christmas business, so that meant Darcy would spend the days up to Thanksgiving alone, cooking and getting ready for the family meal with Uncle Chuck and the rest of her relatives.

She trotted up the stairs, forgiving herself for being behind on the parade float. She shouldn't have gone on the day trip yesterday, but it'd been fun and relaxing. It was nice to have someone to talk to besides her mother and a hundred or so children. She smiled to herself.

Voices echoed near the front doors as Darcy shut the basement door behind her and headed to the foyer. The beautiful recently-built church was painted white both inside and out, with arched doors and dark stained floors. She breathed in as she absorbed the peaceful feeling in the air since morning services.

"She's downstairs."

Darcy froze in mid-stride. Two of the parents who'd helped her out stood on the steps talking with another group of adults, and her pastor, Mr. Wagner. Unsure as to whether or not she should walk up to them, she hesitated.

"There's no way we're going to get this done on time if we only meet once a week," one of the volunteers said with a frown. "I don't have time on the weekends anyway."

"She can finish it herself," said another. "She's at the school all day anyway with plenty of time and supplies."

"Well, not all day," said another.

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