Dancing Shoes by Lynne Gentry

Author:Lynne Gentry
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lynne Gentry
Published: 2017-04-11T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Looking forward to a Sunday afternoon of painting, Leona tossed her red heels in the closet and peeled off her dress. She wanted her guest bedroom to feel like home when Maddie came next weekend. It hadn’t taken much to convince her daughter to juggle her hospital schedule. Maddie’s quick agreement seemed strange, especially since she’d been too busy to come to Mt. Hope since David and Amy’s wedding. Leona had a sneaky suspicion David may have put a bug in his sister’s ear about the possibility of their mother running off to Africa.

If she’d have known that’s all it would take to bring Maddie back to Mt. Hope, she would have found someone to threaten to run off with a year ago.

She hadn’t decided one way or the other on Roy or his offer to see the world, but she had to admit, it was nice having a man sitting beside her on the pew. The charming missionary had so many wonderful qualities. His commitment to the Lord, along with his desire to make a difference in the world, was so like J.D. But something deep inside of her froze whenever Roy reached for her hand. Since the dance lesson date, he seemed to be reaching for her with increased regularity. Maybe it was all just too fast. Maybe Roy wasn’t the right man for her second chance. Maybe God had only planned one chance at love for her and she’d used that one up.

Leona yanked her favorite paint-splattered shirt over her head, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror. The colors on the shirt were from her old life, her life as the pastor’s wife in the parsonage. Determined to rid her new house of the same beige, she ripped the shirt off and tossed it in the trash.

She dug through the stack of tees in her dresser drawer. She chose a pale blue one, pulling the soft, worn fabric over her head and running her palm over the blank canvas. Every new splatter would be the color of her choosing and on walls she owned.

On her way to the garage for supplies, she popped her Gaither CD in the new stereo system she’d bought. Not exactly ballroom tempo, but a tempo she and J.D. loved. She held her right hand high, closed her eyes. Right foot back. Step. Slide. She imagined herself waltzing around the dance floor, gliding and swaying in the arms of Saul...what? Her eyes popped open. Goosebumps pimpled her flesh. Her breath came out in short puffs, her heart thumped her chest.

She’d seen Saul out of the corner of her eye after church. Not accidentally. She’d looked for him. She wanted to thank him for keeping his knowledge of David’s baby to himself, and for not mentioning their dance, and for ... it didn’t really matter because as she was making her way down the aisle, Roy whisked her over to talk to Maxine and Howard. The pair was so miserably uncomfortable

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