Engaged: Surrendering the Future (Surrendering Time Book 3) by Julie Arduini

Author:Julie Arduini [Arduini, Julie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Surrendered Scribe Media
Published: 2017-06-25T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

As I dress for church, a flurry of texts arrive.

Wayne: You’re not mad that last night I referred to Kyle as your ex, are you?

Before I can reply, Jenna messages me. Would you be willing to talk to Meg? Let her know what a snake Swarthmore is? She won’t listen to me.

Ah, the protective, older sister. Always wanted a sibling.

No, it’s fine. It isn’t a period of my life to dwell on, but I made a bunch of mistakes. He was the worst of them.

Then, to Jenna: What makes you think she’ll listen to me?

Meg told me she admires you. I’m heading to church. Talk more later.

I toss my phone on the bed as I look for my boots. Meg Anderson has lived in Speculator Falls for a few months. Of all the people to look up to, I’m definitely not the one she should put on a pedestal.

An hour later, Wayne waves from one of the pews toward the front, and notice Noah’s next to Wayne as I make my way to him. Haven’t seen much of the teen since Wayne and I ran out of gas and needed Will to help.

Noah scoots over. “Hey, Trish.”

I put my purse on the floor, not sure if this is awkward for Wayne, because I feel weird sitting by Noah and not him. “Good morning, boys. You both look handsome.” My focus is on Wayne, who doesn’t appear bothered that Noah’s sitting between us.

“You look great, as always. Did Jenna find you? She wants to talk about her sister and that Kyle.”

Noah smirks at the mention of Kyle’s name.

I glance to the front. Pastor Reynolds isn’t at the lectern yet, so there’s time to reply. “No, but we texted earlier. I’ll find her after service. Meg is an adult. I’m sure she can handle herself.”

Wayne rolls his eyes.

I arch my eyebrows. “What? You don’t think she can?”

An upbeat tune comes from the praise team on the platform, and Pastor Reynolds stands next to Brooke, clapping.

Wayne points to the front. “Sorry, we’ll talk after service.” Like that, the conversation is over.

And it feels like a bigger one is on the horizon.

After the worship time and announcements, Pastor Reynolds strolls to the stage, Bible in hand. “Good morning! As you look out the window and drive around town, we’re diving head-first into December. Christmas music plays at the Speculator Falls Department Store. The village garage. Brooke and I had a group of carolers from the senior center visit last night. None of this is a shock to the kids I know. Christmas has been on their mind. They probably wrote their lists out weeks ago.” He reaches for a bottled water under the podium, twists the cap, and takes a sip, as if stalling. Perhaps not wanting to say what God put on his heart. But, why? “Adults, I have a question about Christmas. Have you ever made a list and didn’t get what you wanted?”

Noah chuckles. “Every year I asked mom for a BB gun.

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