Ophelia by Charlene Raddon

Author:Charlene Raddon [Raddon, Charlene]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-15T04:00:00+00:00

“Hester, these quilts are gorgeous. I've never seen any prettier.” Ophelia refolded one, laid it over the desk, and shook out another one. “When do you have time to do these?”

“In the evening mostly and weekends. Owen is so good to me. He loves to cook, you know, so he's completely relieved me of that chore, and he hired a girl to help clean.” She glanced around then leaned closer. “I'll let you in on a little secret. I have a quilt frame set up in the conference room next to the courtroom. I work while I'm at work.”

“Hester, you naughty girl.” Ophelia put a hand on the woman's arm. They were acting like two old ladies gossiping over a fence, but she didn't care. It felt so good to have a friend. And this one, she suspected, knew all about her. After all, Owen knew, and he wasn't the type of man to keep secrets from his wife. A month ago, Ophelia would have panicked at the thought. Wildcat Ridge was changing her. She felt new here, safer, welcomed and—her thoughts flew to Brody and she put her fingers to her lips, savoring his kiss all over again.

“Ophelia?” Hester prompted.

Heat flared in her cheeks and neck as if the mayor could divine her thoughts. “Sorry, my mind wandered.”

“I hope it chose somewhere special to sneak off to.” Hester stacked the folded quilts on the check-in desk. “Now, I'll take these back home…” She peered at Ophelia questioningly. “Unless you'd like to choose one for your bed?”

Her heart did a flip. She's always wanted a quilt as nice as these. Hester's choices of fabrics, stitches and designs outdid all others Ophelia had ever seen. “You'd give me one? Oh, Hester, they're too beautiful. I wouldn't know which one to choose.”

“Well, then, I'll take them all home.” Hester watched her out of the side of her eye.

Ophelia laughed. “No, you don't. Here, I want this one. I love purple and blue together. This is exactly what I've dreamed of having for years.”

“Maybe I should teach you to quilt.”

“Oh, heavens. I'd make a mess of it for sure. I've never been any good at sewing. All thumbs.”

“Nonsense. Sewing comes naturally to women. You come to my office tomorrow and I'll show you.”

“You'll be sorry.”

“No, I won't. See you then.” Packing up her quilts, except for the one Ophelia had chosen, Hester waltzed out the door.

What a lucky woman. Hester had landed a particularly spectacular husband, not only in looks but in kindness as well. And she had a lovely family.

Brody popped back into her mind. He would make a wonderful husband and father. He was honest, fair, and good with children. She loved watching him with Marzda. The child related to him so well, and obviously loved Brody. And he adored her.

Ophelia wondered what it would be like to be married to him. To wake up beside him in the morning and crawl in bed with him at night. To watch him grow old and share all the days of their lives together.

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