Love Finds You in Camelot, Tennessee by Janice Hanna

Author:Janice Hanna
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Love Finds You in Camelot, Tennessee
ISBN: 9781935416654
Publisher: Guideposts
Published: 2011-04-12T04:00:00+00:00

“Sarge, what in the world?” Steve stared at the stubby swaybacked mule, dumbfounded. “You brought your donkey to the rehearsal?”

“Well, sure.” Sarge shrugged and squinted his eyes. “Don’t look so surprised.”

Steve had barely started collecting his thoughts for a response when a squeal of tires in the distance alerted him to Woody’s arrival from the west. Driving way too fast, of course. He pulled into the spot next to Amy and got out of the car, moving as slow as molasses. What a strange contrast.

“What have we got here?” Woody asked as he joined them. “Acting out the stable scene from the Christmas story or something?”

“No.” A look of confusion registered on Jackson’s face as he faced Woody. “Gramps said you guys needed B-52 for the jousting scene. I questioned him about it, but he was adamant.”

“Wait.” Steve shook his head. “Jousting…on a donkey?”

Jackson shrugged. “Seemed a little odd to me, but that’s what he said—that you and Amy specifically asked for the donkey.”

“Jackson is going to ride my mare, Katie Sue, for his jousting scene,” Sarge said. “I’ll use B-52. Things might go a little easier on my backside if I do.” He rubbed his rear and headed back to the trailer, returning with a mare that had to be older than Methuselah. The poor old thing appeared to be nervous around people too. The minute she saw Woody, she began to stomp and whinny. And by the time Lucy, Annabelle, and Blossom had arrived, the skittish mare looked as if she might just take off running across the parking lot. Not that she could really run—not in that shape.

Steve watched it all, mesmerized. How would Amy deal with this? Had she and Woody really told Sarge to bring a donkey? If so, why? Hopefully they had a plan. He glanced her way and immediately picked up on the look of terror in her eyes. Nope. She didn’t have a plan.

An approaching car caught his eye. Steve looked over to see an unfamiliar white SUV. The fellow who climbed out of it was just as unfamiliar—a scrawny guy wearing a baseball cap, T-shirt, and jeans, with a camera hanging around his neck. Steve instantly went on the alert.

Apparently the others sensed a problem with this fellow as well. Everyone stopped talking as the man drew close.

Steve gave him a nod. “Can we help you?”

The fellow nodded. “This the group putting on that play?” He glanced at a scrap of paper in his hand. “The Camelot Players?”

“Camelot Players?” Steve shot a quick look Amy’s way, and she gave him a frantic nod. Hmm. So, she’d named their ragtag group. Interesting. “Um, yes. That’s us. The Camelot Players.”

“Good.” The fellow reached inside a worn bag and with a notepad. “Got a few questions for you.”

“Are you from the county?” Woody interjected. “’Cause if you are—”

“No. Well, not officially.” The guy rubbed his nose. He looked around, his brow wrinkled but focusing on Lucy Cramden, as she approached with a hatbox in hand.

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