Chance Adventure by Kelly Eileen Hake

Author:Kelly Eileen Hake
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2012-11-20T05:00:00+00:00

Thirteen

“Y’all come back now, ya hear?” Abner MacPherson waved them off after an early breakfast the next morning.

“Yes, sir,” Logan and Bryce answered dutifully as they rode out of the yard and turned onto the road. They’d decided to make an early start so they could stop by the Hawk’s Fall General Store. Hattie had asked them to check to see if they had any messages. Logan hoped they did—he wanted to know about the mysterious “matter” they’d written to Lovejoy about.

“Abner’s a good man,” Bryce mused.

“True.” Logan couldn’t argue with that. “I’m glad we came, but it’s nice to be getting back.”

“Funny how quick Miz Willow’s place feels kinda like home.” Bryce gave him a slanted look. “I reckon Hattie has a lot to do with it.”

“They both do.” Logan wasn’t sure what Bryce was getting at, but something warned him not to probe. Hattie was an upstanding woman, considerate hostess, devoted healer, kind spirit, and good friend. She couldn’t help being pretty, so he wouldn’t let that dampen his appreciation of her fine qualities one bit. He shot Bryce a smile. “Speaking of Miz Willow and Hattie, I have an idea.”

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“Cut it out!” Bryce cracked one eye open to glower at him.

“Sure.” Logan watched his brother close his eye again and try to burrow under the covers. He flicked more water. “Soon as you get up!”

“You can’t blame a guy for wanting to prolong the best night’s sleep he’s had in three days.” Bryce flung back his blankets. “After all, I had to sleep with your feet in my face in that loft!”

“And your feet were in mine. It was the only way we could both lie down without one of us running the risk of rollin’ off.” Logan started to shave. “We’ve got church this morning, so we’ll meet the rest of the people from the holler. You’d best get going.”

“All right, all right.” Bryce rummaged through the trunk to pull out their Sunday best.

“What’re you doin’?” Logan stopped him. “We’ve got to muck out the barn before we get dressed for church. Come on.”

While they worked, Hattie came out to gather eggs. Logan stopped for a minute to look at her. Something was different. . . .

“What’d you do to your hair?” He blurted the question before he had a chance to stop himself. It was none of his business how she wore her hair. But it was all scraped back and pinned up so tight. Where was her long dancing braid the color of a sunrise?

“Hmmm?” Hattie shut the chicken coop and raised a hand to smooth back her hair. “Is it coming down?”

“No,” Logan muttered. “It just looks different, is all.”

“Of course it does!” She smiled at him and Bryce. “I cain’t go to the Lord’s house with my hair hangin’ down my back in a braid. That’s only passable for a young gal.” She went to get the pail of milk since Logan had made a habit of doing that chore for her.

“You are young.

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