Healing Autumn's Heart by Renee Andrews

Author:Renee Andrews
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Love Inspired
Publisher: Harlequin Enterprises
Published: 2011-09-30T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Bo Taylor walked toward the Young at Heart room at the church with even more apprehension than he’d felt Sunday morning when he’d entered the lobby upstairs. The last time he’d attended church regularly, he and his wife Dee had been a part of the Middle Marrieds group. Now he’d shot straight into the senior citizens bunch, and he wasn’t sure it was an accurate placement. Was forty-nine really that old? Okay, fifty in a month, but still…he sure didn’t feel senior-ish.

Probably to save electricity, the primary hallway lights were off and small wall lights were placed sporadically along the path to the oversize room. But there was no denying which room would be seeing all of the action tonight. The beam at the end of the hallway burst into his path like a scene from The Twilight Zone. And Bo had the same eerie feeling, like the hall kept getting longer and longer, his goal farther and farther away.

He contemplated turning around and heading back to the world where he was comfortable, back at home sitting in his favorite easy chair scanning ESPN for all things football. But he’d promised Jana that he’d give this a go, and he sure hated disappointing his girls. However, he anticipated stepping into that bright light and seeing a bunch of sweet older ladies who’d wonder what in the world he’d been thinking when he signed up for that scrapbooking class.

What had he been thinking?

“Promise me, Daddy. You need to try new things, meet new people. It’ll be good for you,” Jana had said as she guided him to that sign-up board on Sunday. Bo had peered at the choices. Scrapbooking had seemed the lesser of two evils, since the only other new activity starting this week was quilting. Like that was going to happen.

He should have told Jana that he’d just wait until they started a fishing group. Or golfing. No, he’d never golfed a day in his life, but he’d bet it’d make him feel a lot more manly than scrapbooking.

Bo blew out a breath. All right, God, if this is where I’m supposed to be now, I want You to help me be happy about it. Please, he added, stepping into the glaring light then squinting while his eyes adjusted to the difference.

He’d anticipated four or five extremely elderly women to be sitting at the tables with a bunch of ancient shoeboxes filled with worn photos that they deemed scrapbook worthy. But there were at least forty people seated in the room. And while there were quite a few silver-haired ladies in the bunch, there were just as many silver-haired males. And the room also held brunette ladies and blondes…and one auburn-haired lady who looked up from her spot at a table and smiled.

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