Dakota Born by Debbie Macomber

Author:Debbie Macomber [Macomber, Debbie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: North Dakota, Contemporary, General, Romance, Fiction, Love Stories
ISBN: 9780778329602
Google: crYFxCRlfW4C
Amazon: 0778329607
Publisher: MIRA
Published: 1999-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

As soon as Leta Betts heard that Hassie Knight had come down with the flu, she took a chicken from the freezer and made a big pot of her chicken noodle soup. Leta often worried about Hassie, who was well into her seventies. Over the last year, she’d noticed that Hassie’s energy seemed to be slipping, and that concerned her. The soup was an excuse to visit her friend.

Gage was busy tinkering with some farm equipment when she found him. “Hassie’s got a bad case of the flu,” she explained.

“She’s tough. You don’t need to worry about Hassie,” Gage said, glancing up from the tractor. His hands were smudged with grease. His task, whatever it was, seemed to be frustrating him.

“I was hoping you could drive me into town?” she asked.

Gage straightened and wiped the grease from his hands on a mechanic’s pink rag. “Kevin can’t do it?”

“He’s busy at the school.”

She noticed Gage’s frown at her mention of school and knew he was thinking about Lindsay Snyder again. He’d been doing that a lot. Gage might be able to fool other people and even himself, but she knew him far too well. He was interested in Lindsay Snyder, and whatever had happened between them had thrown him for a loop.

“I won’t be finished here for a couple of hours,” he finally said.

“I’ll be ready when you are.”

Two hours later, Gage came into the house, took a quick shower, then drove the car around. During the thirty-mile drive into town, Leta had plenty of time to think, not that it did her much good. She wished she knew of some way to help Gage resolve his feelings about Lindsay, but suspected any interference on her part wouldn’t be welcome.

That matter was still on her mind when she arrived at Hassie’s. Her friend, dressed in pajamas and robe, looked delighted to receive company. She opened the door and welcomed her inside.

“I’m telling you, Leta, I wasn’t cut out for a life of leisure.” A half-empty box of tissues and a glass of orange juice stood on the coffee table.

“I brought you some of my homemade chicken noodle soup.” She took the quart jar out of the basket and carried it to the kitchen. Then she returned to the living room and settled herself in the chair across from Hassie. Reaching for her knitting—an afghan for Lindsay—Leta began the comforting and familiar motions.

Hassie sat on the sofa and leaned against a pillow, her feet propped on the ottoman. “I’ve had three days to do nothing but think—trust me, daytime television just isn’t what it used to be.”

Leta lowered her knitting and eyed her friend. “Financial worries?”

Hassie shook her head. “Nothing that stressful. I was wondering about Lindsay and Gage. What’s happened to those two, anyway?”

Leta snorted. “I wish I knew.” She paused. “I’ve been thinking about them, too. I think he likes her….”

“Well, I can tell you she’s interested in him.”

Leta nodded. “I hope so.”

There was silence for a while, punctuated only by the chiming of the grandfather clock in the hallway.

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