Pewter Angels by Ripplinger Henry K

Author:Ripplinger, Henry K. [Ripplinger, Henry K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction-General, Fiction-Christian, Christianity, Saskatchewan, Canada, Coming of Age, romance
Publisher: Pio-Seelos Books
Published: 2010-03-20T06:00:00+00:00

Mr. Engelmann understood that not knowing about Jenny was an open wound for Henry. It saddened him to see such a young man so lonely and heartbroken. As devastating as it might be if Jenny had found someone new, it would still be better to put Henry out of his misery.

Mr. Engelmann decided he could no longer remain uninvolved and dialed the long distance number he had received from the real estate agent.

“Mackurcher and Company. This is Elaine. How may I help you?”

“May I speak to Mr. Sarsky?”

“Whom may I say is calling?”

“David Engelmann.”

“And what is the nature of your call, Mr. Engelmann?”

“Pardon me?” Mr. Engelmann asked, a bit flustered.

“Sir? What is your call in regards to?”

“It’s … it’s personal.”

“I see,” said the secretary. “Please hold and I will see if Mr. Sarsky is able to take your call.” An eternity later, the secretary came back on the line, “I’m sorry, sir, Mr. Sarsky is busy. If you leave your number, I’ll have him get back to you.”

Mr. Engelmann gave the secretary the number for the store then hung up. He waited for Mr. Sarsky to return his call. Although the store owner was very busy with orders and customers, he anticipated Mr. Sarsky’s call anytime and tried to figure out a way he could talk in private. The telephone was just behind the till, attached to the back wall. He could turn his back on his customers, if any were in the store, but he was certain that they would overhear him. And he didn’t want word to get back to Henry or his parents that he was meddling in Henry’s personal life.

Mr. Engelmann was also concerned about what to say to Jenny’s father. He had pulled together a couple of ideas earlier, but with so many interruptions over the course of the afternoon, he had lost his train of thought. He decided to leave it up to the Lord to give him the right words at the right time.

The afternoon passed with no call from Ottawa. Henry would soon be in after school and that would really complicate the privacy issue. Mr. Engelmann didn’t want Henry to know he had even called Mr. Sarsky until he had an idea of what was going on. Once he knew, he could decide whether or not to tell the boy who had become like a son to him.

Henry entered the store right on schedule. Mr. Engelmann finished the order he was working on and handed it to Henry to deliver. When Henry left, Mr. Engelmann sighed with relief and waited for the phone to ring. Nothing. Henry returned twenty minutes later. As he entered the store, the phone jangled, startling Mr. Engelmann. His face flushed and his heart thundered in his chest.

The phone rang a couple of more times.

“Do you want me to get that, Mr. Engelmann?”

“No, no, Henry, I will get it,” he answered, trying to decide how to respond. “Hello, Engelmann Grocery and Confectionary.”

But it was only Mrs. Goronic calling in an order, which he gave to Henry to deliver on his way home.

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