Love Finds You in Victory Heights, Washington by Tricia Goyer

Author:Tricia Goyer [Goyer, Tricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Love Finds You in Victory Heights, Washington
ISBN: 9781609360009
Publisher: Guideposts
Published: 2011-04-05T20:00:00+00:00

“Kenny, help!”

Kenny silenced his whistling rendition of “I’m in the Mood for Love” and dashed to Lanie, who was plummeting down the wooden stairway inside the Tribune building.

He reached her just in time for her to sprawl onto the bottom stair, landing on her side.

She grasped her ankle, tears smearing black mascara on her cheeks.

“Oh, it hurts,” she said with shaky breaths. As she sat up, she smoothed her straight pink skirt and white belt.

“What hurts, Lanie?” Kenny said, thinking it strange she worried about her appearance when she’d just toppled down a dozen hardwood steps. “Did you bump your head?”

She applied a palm on her forehead. “I don’t feel any lumps.” She drew in a breath and exhaled. “It’s my ankle that’s painin’ me.”

“Do you want me to check it?”

She nodded, blue eyes pleading as Kenny cautiously removed her white pump.

After a moment of rotating the ankle and gently stroking the sore area, Kenny replaced the shoe. “I think it’ll be okay. Just twisted.”

The young Southern belle wiped her eyes with manicured fingers, then smoothed her tousled hair. “Are you sure? I’d hate to miss work.”

Kenny grasped her elbow, helping her to stand. “Well, I’m not a medic or anything, but my sister broke her ankle once, and it got swollen and bruised real fast.”

Clinging to Kenny’s hand, Lanie struggled to put pressure on the sore foot. “Oh,” she moaned. “It does hurt somethin’ fierce, but I think you’re right. It’s not broken.”

“Yeah, when my sister fractured hers, she howled like an alley cat. It swelled really fast too. You should be back to riveting in no time.” Kenny assisted her to the glass-paned door.

“What were you doing here, anyway?” he asked as he opened it for her.

“Well, my uncle’s a big cheese at the paper here.” She twisted a strand of hair. “He’s part of the reason I moved to Seattle.”

“Really? I had no idea you were related to anybody here.”

“Yeah, Uncle Jimmy—”

Kenny tilted closer. “Jim Bixby?”

Lanie squealed. “You know him?”

“Yeah, he’s my boss.”

She clapped her hands. “Wonderful. You must be grateful to work with such an accomplished journalist.” She grabbed his forearm and flashed a smile. “I better get back so I can be ready for work. Today, I’m rivetin’ my first real airplane. Hey, did you know I’m gonna be on the radio tonight?”

This girl shot one surprise off after another. “You are? Singing?”

“Yessiree, boy. I’m in the Flying Fortress Quartet. That sweet man of mine, Nick, encouraged me to try out, and I made it.” She giggled. “I do like that fella, you know.”

“Nick seems happy to be getting to know you.”

She giggled again, then offered Kenny her left hand, up toward his face, as if she wanted him to kiss it like in the pictures.

Kenny awkwardly grasped her smooth fingers, pressed his lips to the back of her hand, and then his eyes focused on something that made him jump back as if it were a pin-pulled hand grenade.

A simple solitaire diamond engagement ring. Nick’s grandmother’s.

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