Love Shadows by Catherine Lanigan

Author:Catherine Lanigan [Lanigan, Catherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781460329641
Google: PNRCAgAAQBAJ
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-04-01T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

SARAH SAT IN a white, Adirondack-style rocker next to Aunt Emily, drinking strong coffee laced with heavy cream and two sugar cubes. “This is sinful,” Emily said.

“Miss Milse makes it this way every morning. I’ll probably have to take up jogging to work it off. But in the meantime, I’m enjoying every sip.”

“I don’t blame you.” Emily laughed. “But you’re young. You could probably drink this stuff for about a decade before it shows. I, on the other hand...”

Sarah held up her palm. “Don’t even say it. You are not old.”

Emily eyed her. “I am and you know it. I try to pretend I’m as young as you and as hardy, and some days I can keep up.”

“Aunt Emily. Please. You’re up at the crack of dawn every day ready to take on City Hall and push them to make the improvements that keep Indian Lake going. Frankly, I don’t see anyone else in town doing that.”

“Your mother did. Now it’s up to me.” She sighed deeply. “All I can say is, thank God we got as much accomplished when she was alive that we did.” Emily shared a compassionate look with Sarah. They both missed Ann Marie and that would never, ever change.

“Okay, Sarah. What is it that you want me to do for the summer festival?”

Sarah shook her head. “I didn’t invite you for coffee just for that.”

Emily narrowed her eyes. “Sarah...”

“I’m really bad at entrapment, aren’t I?”

“Terrible. But I’ve always said that bribery has its points. This coffee is enough of a bribe. We’ll skip the apple strudel, please.”

“I’ll take it over to Mrs. Beabots. She loves Miss Milse’s strudel.”

Emily leaned down and withdrew her day timer from her overly large yellow purse. “Okay. Let’s get on with it. I am assuming you want me to be cochair with you.”

Sarah looked down the street at the summer flowers that were shooting up by the day. The zebra-striped African grasses were stretching up and leaning against blue Salvia. Blue French geraniums were already in bloom and the potato vines were leafing out. By the Fourth of July the black-eyed Susans would be vying for center stage. “Mom always said you had a gift for precognition.”

“She was being kind. I’m just sharply aware of what you need. And right now, you need me to get my butt in gear and organize the ladies in my women’s group.”

“I do. You know everybody and they’ll do anything for you.”

“They won’t do anything, but they will sew, cook, bake and crochet for me. This is true.”

“Good.”

“What’s your biggest job?”

“I had thought it would be the play. But yesterday I took care of that. I enlisted Debra La Pointe.”

“Nationally known playwright, Debra La Pointe? You’ve got to be kidding,” Emily said in a high-pitched, very surprised voice. “She’s never done anything in this town that didn’t give her a considerable personal kickback. I don’t believe it.”

Sarah smiled to herself. “Believe it. She’s signed on.”

“Deb is going to write a play for you? Free of charge? Not possible.

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