For the Love of God by Janet Dailey

Author:Janet Dailey [Dailey, Janet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780671875015
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 1994-02-01T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

“Well?” Her father leaned against her desk and swung a leg over a corner to half sit on it. Abbie moved her cup of coffee to the side so he wouldn’t accidentally knock it over.

“Well, what?” she asked with a frown. “Was there something wrong with that letter I just retyped for you?”

“Not a thing. I’m waiting for you to tell me how your date with Reverend Talbot went last night,” he said.

Abbie avoided his gaze and began arranging the papers on her desk in neat stacks. “It wasn’t a date exactly. But I had a good time—if that’s what you’re asking.”

“A good time.” The corners of his mouth were pulled down. “Funny, I had the man pegged as the kind capable of arousing more of a reaction than just a good time.”

“Dad, he’s a minister,” she protested, knowing full well he was right.

“He’s a man—made of flesh and blood, just like the rest of us. Don’t put him on a pedestal, Abbie.” He studied her more closely. “Are you going to see him again?”

“I imagine.” She nodded, then slid him a twinkling glance. “At church on Sunday.”

“You know what I meant, did he ask you out again?” her father chided her for being facetious.

Abbie could answer truthfully, “No.”

Her father thought about that for a minute and studied his empty coffee cup. “I guess a minister doesn’t have a lot of free evenings, what with church youth groups, choir practices, and the civic functions he’s expected to attend. It’s bound to limit his social life.”

“I hadn’t thought about it.” There was reassurance in it, though, because it offered a possible explanation why Seth hadn’t been more definite about when he would see her again.

“Well.” He slapped his leg and pushed off her desk. “Guess I’d better get some coffee and get back to my office so you can get some work done.”

On Thursday, Abbie left the office early for lunch so she could stop by the post office and send out some registered mail. When she returned a few minutes before one o’clock, her father stuck his head out the door of his private office.

“Reverend Talbot stopped by to see you,” he informed her. “He came shortly after you left.”

Frustration clouded her expression. This was the first indication that he had meant to see her before Sunday—and she had missed him.

“Did he say what he wanted?” she asked, feigning a mild interest.

“I guess he wanted to take you to lunch.” Her father appeared to be a little vague on that point. “He did say he’d try to catch you another time.”

“Oh.” Another indefinite. “Thanks, Dad.” Abbie sat down to her desk and stowed her purse in the drawer, trying not to be too disappointed.

Saturday morning, Abbie was up early, gathering up her dirty clothes and linen and driving to the laundromat to do her washing. Her mother had offered to let Abbie use her automatic washer and dryer to do her laundry, but it usually took the better part of a day, washing one load at a time.

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