Nowhere, Carolina by Leigh Tamara

Author:Leigh, Tamara [Leigh, Tamara]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Christian Fiction, Christian, Contemporary Women, Contemporary, Fiction, Romance
ISBN: 9781601422859
Publisher: Multnomah Books
Published: 2010-05-18T07:00:00+00:00

I shouldn’t be here, especially considering where I should be—at home putting together an overnight bag and firming up plans that will take me to Charlotte tomorrow morning. But here I am, standing outside Church on the Square at 6:45 at night, and all because Devyn wanted to help a friend research a paper at the library around the corner. I was tempted to discourage her, especially since we were already settled in at home when Bradley called, but the bookishly cute boy whom she’s known since kindergarten is probably the closest she has to a friend. Meaning I now have an hour to fill.

I glance over my shoulder at the auction house. Minutes earlier, the paperwork to which there’s never an end seemed the best use of my time, but as I started past the church that should have been closed at this hour, a well-dressed man and woman exited. And I felt the pull of the sanctuary that provided home-cooked solace when I was a teenage mother struggling toward adulthood with a baby under one arm and a full-time job under the other.

The man’s and woman’s figures retreat. They must have come from one of the community meetings held in the building. Rotary Club? Regardless, the church is open, though probably not for much longer. So maybe I’ll spend just a few minutes in the quiet, and then I’ll get to that paperwork.

“Here I come, Lord,” I murmur as I ascend the steps. “Go easy on me, will You?”

Inside, the sound of voices coming from the corridor on the right tug at my curiosity, and I veer away from the sanctuary to take a peek. At the sight of several adults spilling out of a Sunday school room—yes, must be a Rotary Club meeting or some such—I retreat and cross to the big double doors. I push through, then step into the dimly lit sanctuary. Almost instantly, calm washes over me. I have it all to myself, which is a first in ages.

“Okay, then.” I walk the aisle to the front pew that was no stranger to me when Devyn and I lived with Skippy.

“God don’t care where you sit,” she’d say. “I just like me the front row so’s I don’t get distracted from the message.”

Which sometimes happens to me, especially now that I’m sharing my church with Reece. Of course, this past Sunday, Yule and Skippy sat next to him on this front pew. Unfortunately, it distracted me even more seeing the back of his head between their two and remembering how much nearer I was to him when he gave me what he claimed wasn’t just a kiss.

“And, God help me”—I look to the cross behind the pulpit as I sink onto the pew—“it wasn’t.” I clasp my hands in my lap to keep my fingers from tracing the place where Reece was. I really need to forget that kiss.

“Lord,” I whisper, lowering my lids, “I may not be in Your will, but I have to think about what’s best for Devyn.

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