Farmer Wants a Wife: Love and Friendship, Book 3 by Shelley Munro

Author:Shelley Munro
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2014-08-25T16:00:00+00:00

“We do not associate with that man,” Mrs. Penrith lectured as they drove down country roads, passed paddocks full of cows and sheep, a few horses.

“What man?” Susan asked. Ooh, alpacas. Cute. “I met a lot of people today, and everyone was friendly and welcoming. You have a lovely town.”

The compliment didn’t soften the brackets outlining the woman’s mouth, didn’t put a dent in her set expression, didn’t promote a sliver of personal satisfaction. The woman continued driving like an emotionless machine. “If I’d known he was helping you with the egg-throwing, I would’ve fixed the problem. Immediately.”

“Tyler? He seemed like a great guy.” Susan forced a friendly smile when she wanted to snarl an accusation. What was wrong with the woman? Why did she dislike her son so much she couldn’t even say his name?

“He has a bad reputation and we do not associate with him.”

“Oh. Okay.” Susan bit her tongue. Don’t respond. Don’t react to her pettiness. Listening to this judgmental woman was like an unhealthy blast from her past. Once she’d been guilty of the same behavior—a black and white kind of woman. Once she’d judged others by her own rigid standards. Once she’d been an uncompromising bitch. Luckily, she’d wised up and fought the battle to correct the nasty flaw in her character.

“You have enough strikes against you as it is,” Mrs. Penrith said. “You don’t need to add more by exhibiting a lack of commonsense.”

“Yes, Mrs. Penrith.” Witch. Both Nolan and Tyler struck her as decent men. How they’d managed it with a mother like Elizabeth Penrith, Susan didn’t know. Good grief, how much longer would this car ride take? “I enjoyed the gala. Do you know if they raised the amount of money they needed for the computer equipment?”

“Yes, the gala was a big success. Of course, we gambled with the weather. It often rains at this time of the year.”

“What is the next fundraising event? I met the minister of the local church. He said you help raise a lot of money for the various charities and to meet the needs of the community.”

“We’re trying to start an afternoon group for the children to keep them out of trouble. With the school holidays coming up soon, we’re organizing a pilot program of different activities.”

“That’s a great idea,” Susan said. “The school holidays start next week, don’t they? I’d be happy to teach a dance class, if you think some of the kids would be interested.”

Mrs. Penrith gasped, took her eyes off the road. “I hardly think that would be appropriate.”

Chilly silence bloomed, coating the interior of the vehicle with permafrost. Thankfully, five minutes later, Mrs. Penrith jerked the car to a halt in front of a white bungalow.

Nolan opened Susan’s door and waited for her to climb from the car. He took one look at her tight expression and squeezed her hand. “I’m sorry.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Susan said.

“Susan’s bag is in the back,” Mrs. Penrith said. “Nolan, I still don’t think that it’s appropriate for the girls to stay in the house with you alone.

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