Lassoed Into Marriage by Christine Wenger

Author:Christine Wenger [Wenger, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Family Life
ISBN: 9780373657506
Google: 5frHt3tCTaYC
Amazon: B00BAT1NH4
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-05-21T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

They rolled into the campgrounds a few hours later, no thanks to Sully. He had fallen asleep while sitting across from Rose at the dinette.

“Where’s my dolly? Where is Princess Mary Ann?” That was the first thing that penetrated his brain. “Aunt Lisa, Uncle Sully, where’s my princess dolly? I lost her.” Once they were stopped, Rose unhooked the seat belt of her car seat in one fast movement and scrambled out of the dinette.

Sully pulled a doll out from behind his back. “I must be like the princess who slept on a pea. I could feel something in my back when I was sleeping.”

Rose giggled and Lisa swallowed a smile.

“I hope Princess Mary Ann is okay.” He smoothed down the doll’s scraggly hair and wrinkled pink gown and handed the beloved Mary Ann to Rose. “Oh, wait...she’s missing a shoe.”

Sully felt around the dinette and turned up a small white plastic heel. He studied it for a while before handing it to Rose.

“Thank you, Uncle Sully,” Rose said, slipping the heel on Princess Mary Ann’s foot.

“I’m going to check us in at the office,” Lisa said.

“Lisa, wait.” Sully reached for his wallet and handed Lisa a credit card. “This is for the campground cost.”

Lisa waved him away, although she was impressed by his thoughtfulness. “It’s on me.”

“No way. I’m the big PBR winner.” He pumped the air with a fist. “Let me buy.”

She thought for a while. “We really should have a mutual account, Sully.”

“We’ll do that later, but for now, I’d like this to be my treat.”

She smiled slightly and took his credit card. “We thank you.”

“I have to put my special dress on,” Rose declared, running into the bedroom. “And my special sandals.”

As Lisa walked down the stairs of the RV to check in, she remembered her vow to lighten up. She needed this time away. She wanted to enjoy it with Rose and Sully.

“Rose, you have to buckle in,” Lisa stated when she returned. “I’m going to drive us to our campsite now.”

“I’m not dressed yet,” Rose replied.

“You can finish later. Let Uncle Sully help you buckle in.”

Lisa waited until Sully gave her the sign that Rose was ready. Soon she was driving into their site, which was surrounded by a copse of trees. She pushed the button to lower the awning. “Sully, I’ll hook up the hoses.”

“Remember how?” He stood with his crutches.

“Of course! I’m a seasoned RV-er now!”

It didn’t take her long to get the RV ready. It was as if she’d done it a million times before. She liked their site with grass, palm trees and other conifers. There was a picnic table and a grill.

Lisa wanted a cookout, complete with steaks and potato and macaroni salads. She hadn’t had a cookout since she’d left the commune—if you could call that a cookout. The steak probably had been some sort of mushroom and soybean concoction.

When they drove in, she had seen a camp store and hoped that they sold real meat with all the fixings.

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