Jillian Hart by Gifts from the Heart

Author:Gifts from the Heart [Heart, Gifts from the]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Sitting in the quiet of her house on Sunday evening when the sunlight grew soft and pearled, she frowned at the numbers illuminated on the screen of her calculator. And retotaled her outstanding checks.

The hardest part about living in a small town was that a girl couldn’t keep a secret. By week’s end, Kirby was worn out from explaining to her sisters, her parents, her friends and to Jeremiah, during her Saturday-morning shift at the free clinic, that no, she wasn’t dating Sam Gardner.

How had half the town spotted them at the small neighborhood park for what couldn’t have been more than forty-five minutes? The dogs had played so well together, it was a sign, Michelle said. Karen wanted to know if she’d say yes if Sam happened to ask her out for dinner. Kendra said she’d heard good things through the grapevine about Sam.

He’d made good money as a corporate pilot and had invested his money well, Ruth Gardner had added at the gas station, when they both happened to be filling their tanks. He’d been hurt, and he needed a good woman to show him love was worth the risk.

Fine, but would that woman be her? Nope. Kirby wasn’t going to pine after a man who didn’t look at her in that way. Not lustful or anything like that—that wasn’t what she meant. She wanted a husband who would love her as if she’d hung the moon, in spite of her flaws. A man who looked at her and saw his everything.

That certainly wasn’t Sam. And if she was disappointed, well, she was an adult. She could handle it. She tried to keep faith that somewhere her one true love was waiting for her. When she fell in love, it would be with the right man, and it would be forever.

That’s fine and dandy, Kirby, but this train of thought isn’t helping you balance your checkbook.

Well, short of a miracle, she wasn’t going to find the $1.63 she was missing.

Someone knocked at her front door—probably Michelle—and Jessie woke with a start from her nap and dashed across the house, eagerly greeting whoever was walking right in. There was a rustle of paper and a tap of shoes on the entry tile.

“Hi there, cutie.” It was Michelle.

After appropriately greeting the dog, Michelle bounded into the kitchen with a handful of helium balloons and a grocery sack. “Surprise! It’s not every day a girl starts work at her very own practice.”

“Hey, thanks.” Kirby took the bunch of balloons thrust at her. Half a dozen orbs floated overhead and bounced against her stucco-covered ceiling. The sayings ranged from Congratulations! to You Go Girl! to Bon Voyage!

“I liked the colors,” Michelle explained. “Karen’s not coming tonight. She’s too tired, and I told her to stay home and let her husband spoil her. There’s always next week. Did she tell you about the baby’s name? Isn’t that awesome?”

“Yes.” Kirby’s throat ached as she anchored the balloons to the back of the closest kitchen chair.

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