Her Wedding Wish by Hart Jillian

Author:Hart, Jillian [Hart, Jillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 0373874839
Publisher: Steeple Hill
Published: 2008-01-02T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Sunday had been a wild and woolly one, especially with getting everyone ready and in the van for church. There had been Sunday school and the service, then an impromptu chat in the parking lot with the family, which had stretched into a long discussion of the latest on Aubrey and William. When Tyler couldn’t stand still a moment longer, the family gathering broke up. There had been lunch out at family favorite Mr. Paco’s Tacos, always an adventure with two small children.

Once they reached home, the pace hadn’t slowed down any. While Jonas had gone to their room to take a nap, she’d gotten both kids changed, Madison down for her nap, and got Tyler set up in the backyard with his fireman boots and hat. Even as she sat down at her computer in the spare room in the daylight basement, she kept an eye on her son, who hosed down an imaginary fire in the petunia beds. Somehow, she had to finish last month’s books for the store before it was time to fix dinner. No problem, right?

Wrong. She’d watched the hands of the wall clock tick by for more than an hour, without a lot of progress on the troubled general ledger. Her back hurt from sitting so long in the secondhand chair, and she stretched, turning her attention away from the stack of invoices.

She was rewarded with a view of the backyard, where sunshine spilled through the glass. Tyler, drenched from head to boot toe, was now very diligently spraying the lawn with the garden hose, as if it had only been engulfed with a wildfire moments before.

Get back to work, Danielle, she told herself. She flipped the invoice over and started typing. When she glanced over the top of the monitor, Tyler was nowhere in sight. Expecting him to come back into view any moment, she turned to the next document and typed away.

Still no Tyler. But those were his footsteps pounding down the hallway.

“Mom! Hey, Mom! Did you see me put out that fire? Grass fires are the hardest. They can burn for miles and miles in the wild.”

“I’ve heard that, tiger.” Since he’d been the one to tell her. She stopped typing. Seeing him burst into the room, dripping and happy and with all his little-boy energy, simply filled her with endless love.

He clutched a handful of wild pink roses and held them out to her, along with a piece of paper. “Here. Dad said I had to give this to you, too, but it’s kinda wet.”

Wet was an understatement. She took the fragrant, delicate blossoms and the slip of paper he held out to her. “Thank you, baby.”

A devoted fireman headed back to the front line, he was already gone, calling out, “Bye,” his boots echoing down the hallway.

Roses. Jonas had remembered. The floral scent tickled her nose and her memories, brought her back to standing on the bridge with her husband in the hopeful light of sunset.

Since the small piece of paper was folded in two, she brushed it open.

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