Hearts Crossing (Woodland) by Evans Marianne

Author:Evans, Marianne [Evans, Marianne]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: White Rose Publishing
Published: 2010-01-29T05:00:00+00:00

“It’s not that big a deal. Promise.”

Daveny snorted softly, twirling the phone cord around her finger as she chatted with Collin a few hours later. “Yeah. Isn’t that what the crew of Titanic said right after spotting that big ol’ chunk of ice in the middle of the ocean?”

He ignored that quip. “Here’s the drill. You come in, take your assigned position on a stool at the front of my class, and talk about the beauty to be found in nature. Describe it all—the colors, the scents, the tapestry you create. Explain how you see it evolve in your mind.”

Daveny arched a brow. “You’ve nailed it already. I nominate you to do the talk instead.”

Collin just laughed. “They hear me talk all the time. Besides, you’ll make them see the world through your eyes. I've had three other guest speakers, you're number four. My goal is to spur them into new perceptions of ordinary things. C'mon, relax. It’ll be great.”

“How long do I have to speak?”

“Not more than 20 minutes.”

She stifled a surge of energy, trying not to go taut with nervousness. “You’ll be right there, cheering me on even if I start to blather, correct?”

“Absolutely.” His low, appreciative chuckle slid through the phone line, tickled her inner ear. “Your hesitance is showing, and it's charming as all get out.”

“Trouble maker,” Daveny muttered, but the pulse beat at her throat went heavy and rapid. Collin's words had already triggered ideas about what she could say, and even a few visual aids she could bring along as enticements to help his students soak in the beauty of the world around them. In fact, she had an easel as well as a number of over-sized photographs that would help emphasize her points.

“The last week of school is week after next,” Collin continued. “Your presentation is part of a pre-finals, de-stress initiative of mine. Don't do it for me. Do it for the kids.”

Daveny sighed dramatically at his blatant manipulation, swiveling in her desk chair. “When do you want me to present?”

“How about Monday?”

“Ah…gosh…that's soon...”

“Dinner afterward, if that sweetens the deal for you.”

Indeed it did. In fact, his offer had her pushing back against fear and nodding as she replied, “OK, OK. Since it's for the kids.”

Once again his low, rich laughter tingled in her ear.

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