Miss Julia's Marvelous Makeover by Ross Ann B

Author:Ross, Ann B. [Ross, Ann B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780670026111
Amazon: 0670026115
Barnesnoble: 0670026115
Publisher: Viking Adult
Published: 2014-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

With great effort, I managed to keep my anxiety under control. It wouldn’t do to let LuAnne know how disturbing her news was—it’d be all over Abbotsville by nightfall that I was worried sick about Sam’s chances.

As we sat at the table eating the chicken salad that Lillian had served, I kept wondering how to approach LuAnne about making a campaign contribution to someone who was a long and dear friend and who was also the husband of a long and dear friend. She would, I knew, not respond well to that kind of approach, and would immediately accuse me of imposing on our friendship.

But finally I steeled myself to bringing up the subject, straight out asking for her support in the form of a sizable contribution.

“Oh,” she said, putting down her fork, “well, Julia, I’ll have to think about it. And talk to Leonard, although he’s the least political of anyone I know. But you know Jimmy Ray’s doing a good job—at least he’s not being investigated. And I’ll tell you frankly that I’ve voted for him every time, so I’ll have to give this some thought.” She picked up her fork again and moved some salad greens around on her plate, not wanting to look at me. Then she laughed. “Oh, now I get it. Sam’s just doing it for the experience, isn’t he? I bet he’s going to write about it in his book. He doesn’t really want the job, does he?”

I had to hold on to the sharp retort that almost got away from me. Instead, I responded as forcefully as I dared, saying, “Why else would he run, LuAnne? Of course he wants the job, and both of us expect our friends to support him, if not with a contribution, at least with their votes.”

The visit went downhill after that although the subject changed several times. When she left, the atmosphere was a little huffy, but friendly enough. The only good thing, I told myself as she drove away, was that I had not actually lost Sam a vote, it had just never been there in the first place.

I was about half discouraged by this time, but decided to make one more phone call, then call it quits for the day. And if that didn’t work out, I’d have to rethink my bundling efforts.

I dialed Emma Sue Ledbetter’s number, hoping to catch her at home. Our preacher’s wife was forever on the go doing one good deed after another, then worrying herself to death for not doing enough.

“Emma Sue?” I asked when she answered, although I knew good and well who it was. Why do we do that? I wondered. “It’s Julia. How’re you feeling? We missed you at Sunday school.”

“Oh, I’m much better, thanks for asking. I hated missing Sunday school, but when a migraine hits it’s just better to give in and let it run its course. Although of course I never like missing a church service. It’s the least we can do.”

“I know, and you are the most faithful of us all.

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