Christmas With The Cookes by Kit Morgan & Geralyn Beauchamp

Author:Kit Morgan & Geralyn Beauchamp [Morgan, Kit & Beauchamp, Geralyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Victorian Era, 19th Century, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Love Possibility, Frontier-Pioneer Era, Cowboy & Western Romance, Hearts Desire, American West, Clean & Wholesome, Christian Stories, Faith Based, Inspirational Reads, Love Inspired, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Love-Family & Forever, Action & Adventure, Small Town & Rural Area, Christmas Holidays & Celebration, Christmas Time, Holiday Whimsy, Festive Season, Winter Weather, Time-Travel romance
Publisher: Angel creek press
Published: 2019-11-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“What do you mean there’s no room at the inn?!”

Annie King pinched the bridge of her nose. “Colin, you don’t need to scream.”

“Oh?” he said as his eyebrows rose in innocence. “I thought it would have dramatic effect.”

“The story’s dramatic enough. We don’t need … histrionics.”

He shrugged. “Oh, very well. I’ll suppress my artistic tendencies.”

Annie shut her eyes tight. She looked to Lorelei like she was counting to ten. This had to be the sixth time Colin had blown his lines - not messing them up, just adding to them.

“If that man don’t do this right, Annie’s liable to bust a gut.”

Lorelei turned to find Grandma Waller, Mary Mulligan and – she couldn’t believe it was really her name – Fanny Fig in the pew behind her. It was the latter who’d spoken, and she still wore a pinched expression and was shaking her head at Colin. “He was very excited to get the part,” Lorelei said in his defense.

“Too excited, if you ask me. That man’s going to make a shambles of this play!”

“He’ll shape up,” Grandma assured her. “I hope.” She smiled at Lorelei. “How are you doing, child?”

Lorelei smiled shyly. She liked the old woman, who looked frail but was tough as nails. “Very well, thank you.” She’d always wanted to say that to someone.

“Glad to hear it. Any word from the MacDonalds?”

“No, ma’am.” She ran a hand over her skirt. She’d been wearing the same dress for days – people in the past apparently didn’t change clothes too often. Thankfully, today she could get a new one at the mercantile after play practice. Belle was minding the store – she, Colin and the Mulligans were taking turns covering for the Dunnigans. Colin, mostly, which explained why Jefferson had to work more than usual. He’d even had to cancel their trip to town to have tea, much to her and Adele’s disappointment. If all went well, they’d go tomorrow.

In the meantime, she watched him from a distance and spent as much time as she could with Adele and the other kids. They did chores together, cooked together, played games in the evening in front of the fire in the parlor, and occasionally – when the younger ones weren’t around – Adele would ask her about “the future.”

And the kids asked Lorelei to tell stories. They loved her stories. She had to change things, of course – replacing cars with horses and the like. But she still managed tales of a brave collie dog and the boy that owned her, of seven castaways stranded on a desert island, or of a family with a huge ranch in the Ponderosa region of California. Who knew that watching so many reruns of Lassie, Gilligan’s Island and Bonanza would come in so handy? Oddly enough, they loved the Gilligan’s Island stories the best. She could just imagine the looks on their faces if they ever saw a real television.

She made a mental note to try a different sort of story with them – if she could figure out how to word it.

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