Maybe This Time (Jersey Strong Book 6) by Bretton Barbara

Author:Bretton, Barbara [Bretton, Barbara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Free Spirit Press
Published: 2014-11-18T00:00:00+00:00

“Now, don’t take on so, Nonie,” said Sam to his wife as she flipped the fried eggs. “The boy’s got a right to go get married.”

“’Course I know that.” Nonie clipped some parsley from her window garden.

“Couldn’t expect him to wait forever for Christie to come to her senses.”

“Never thought he should after what she did to him.”

“Some people handle heartache better than others,” Sam said, filching bacon from the serving platter. “You know why she left him, Nonie.” Anyone who knew the situation would understand that Christie’d believed she was doing the best thing for Joe.

Except Nonie who turned toward him, eyes blazing. “Marriage doesn’t come with guarantees, you old fool.” She waved her spatula too close to Sam’s nose for his liking, but no self-respecting husband backed down from kitchen implements. “For better, for worse. That’s what you promise, that’s what you do.”

“She loved him enough to let him go.” Enough so Joe could build himself a life—and one day a family—with another woman .

“And now she’s lost him for good.” Nonie attacked the fried eggs with a vengeance. “She’s almost thirty-five and she’s all alone. If you can find something to be happy about in that, then you’re not as smart as you think you are, Samuel Clemens Cannon.”

Sam opened his mouth to argue his point, but to his surprise, he couldn’t find the words. In his heart of hearts, he’d never accepted his baby girl’s divorce. He couldn’t have said how, but he’d believed Christie and Joe would find their way back to each other.

And for some reason he still believed it. He wasn’t the kind of man who took the marriage vows lightly. Fifty years with his hardheaded, beautiful Nonie was proof of that. You’d think he’d be feeling a mite strange thinking there was a chance for Christie and Joe, what with Joe being married to the little brown-haired girl they called Marina. Oh, they liked to tease Sam that he understood horses better than he understood people, and most times he just grinned and let them think any damn fool thing they wanted to.

“Sam!” Nonie’s voice poked him in the ribs. “Get the blue flowered platter for the eggs.”

He pulled it down from its keeping place over the icebox. Nonie slid the fried eggs onto it. One skidded across the ironstone like a hockey puck, and he stopped it from plopping to the floor with the base of his thumb.

“Don’t let them get cold,” she said in her no-nonsense way. “I’ll be bringin’ the rest directly.”

He made his way into the dining room. He and Nonie liked to eat in the kitchen, but when the whole family was around, they needed more elbow room.

“Breakfast,” he announced with a flourish. They all looked over at him and smiled. Seven sons and daughters, in-laws, grandbabies... but all he saw was Christie’s ex and his new bride.

And what he saw on their faces made his old rancher’s heart bust with hope. They don’t love each other, he thought as he put the platter of fried eggs down in the middle of the table.

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