His Healing Touch by Loree Lough

Author:Loree Lough [Lough, Loree]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Steeple Hill
Published: 2002-10-22T20:00:00+00:00

Kasey sat beside her mother, third row from the altar and on the center aisle, to assure herself a clear view when Aleesha got up to sing her choir solo. Heart pounding with maternal pride, she double-checked the camera. Yes, the flash was working, and no, she hadn’t forgotten to load the film.

Pat leaned closer and whispered, “Easy, Kasey. She’s going to do fine, just fine.”

“I know, Mom,” Kasey said, slinging an arm around the older woman’s shoulders.

“You’re not surprised by all this, are you?”

“Not really.” Aleesha had done such a beautiful rendition of “Amazing Grace” that it would have surprised her more if Pastor Hill hadn’t asked the girl to sing another solo.

“Is there room for one more in this row?” asked a familiar voice.

Kasey looked up, unable to believe her eyes. “Adam,” she gasped. “What are you doing here?”

“Aleesha called yesterday, asked me to come hear what she called her ‘very unique version’ of ‘I Believe.”’ He smiled. “Couldn’t very well refuse an invitation like that, now could I?”

Her gaze went directly to the altar, where Aleesha sat, waving. Waving at Adam, Kasey realized, a fact that made her smile.

“Scoot in a bit, Kasey,” Pat instructed, sliding left on the wooden bench, “so Dr. Thorne can sit down.”

“Adam,” he gently corrected.

Pat returned his smile. “All right, then, Adam.” She patted the empty space beside her. “We’d love it if you’d join us.”

Gingerly, he stepped over Kasey’s high-heeled shoes and took his place between mother and daughter.

“You look positively dashing in that tie,” Pat said.

Kasey could almost feel the heat of his blush, though he’d made sure to leave a good six inches between her left thigh and his right one. She had to agree with her mother, though: Adam did look handsome in that slate-gray suit. But then, he’d looked gorgeous in sweats, in blue jeans…

“So, how have you been?” she asked him.

“Fine.” He nodded emphatically. “Real good.”

“Working too hard, though, I’ll bet.”

He leaned forward, just enough to look into her face. “What makes you say that?”

She’d noticed right away that he looked haggard, especially around the eyes. “Just a hunch.”

“Adam,” Pat said, tapping his shoulder, then pointing at the altar, “Aleesha is waving at you.”

Smiling like a proud papa, he sent the girl a snappy salute.

“It was so nice of you to come all the way across town, just to hear her sing,” Kasey’s mother said. “I’m sure you have better things to do with your Sunday morning.”

“It’s only a ten-minute drive. Besides, I can’t think of anyplace I’d rather be.”

Either he’d meant it, or Hollywood was missing out on the greatest acting talent since Clark Gable, Kasey thought.

Just then, Edna O’Shea, seated on Pat’s other side, said in what she believed to be a whisper, “Who’s that man? Kasey’s new boyfriend?”

Pat held her hands out in an “I’m not sure” gesture.

Edna patted her cotton-white hair. “The dude is a hunk.”

Old Mrs. Madsen, who always arrived early enough to secure a seat in the front row, turned around and scowled at Pat and Edna.

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