Prissy's Predicament (Tales From Biders Clump Book 6) by Danni Roan

Author:Danni Roan [Roan, Danni]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Novella Length, Short Story, Cowboy & Western Romance, Frontier & Pioneer, Small Town & Rural Area, Christian Stories, Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Faith Based, Inspirational Reads, Love Inspired, Bachelor, Single Woman, Hearts Desire, Clean & Wholesome, Life-Changes, Second Chances, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Tales From Biders Clump Series, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, Adventurous Cook, Bakery Owner
Publisher: Danni Roan
Published: 2017-08-19T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

“What’s for breakfast?” Prissy asked, sidling to the table and stifling a yawn.

“Oatmeal,” Maud replied. “I’m glad you aren’t straight off to the Grist Mill today,” Maud Adams said, placing a large bowl of cooked oats before her daughter.

“It is nice to sleep in a little. With Martha cooking, I don’t have to go in at breakfast now.”

“You seem to get along well with her,” Maud smiled, adding a scoop of brown sugar to her own bowl and passing the container of sweetener to her daughter.

“Yes, but the other two confuse me.” Prissy added two large scoops of brown sugar to the creamy white mixture in her bowl. “Lucinda and Mrs. Farrow are staying in the second apartment over the shop, while Martha stays at Tate’s house.”

“Oh, yes, I think Quil told me that Mrs. Peterson is staying at Tate’s house. Tate should be home anytime now.”

“Uhm hm.” Prissy mused, tasting her oats and adding fresh cream. “I was preparing the porridge yesterday for breakfast and heard something heavy drop to the floor.”

Maud looked at her daughter, confused.

“I got the distinct impression that Lucinda had pulled her mother out of bed.”

Maud’s eyes grew wide. “That makes no sense at all.”

Prissy shrugged her shoulders, savoring her breakfast. “I don’t think Mrs. Farrow is at all accustomed to work.”

“What time will you go in today?” Maud finally asked. “I have to admit that I’m glad I don’t have to come in and help you anymore. It’s nice cooking for the hands, but cooking for all those folks puts me off my own food completely.”

Prissy dabbed her mouth with a napkin, then leaned in and kissed her mother on the cheek.

“I rather enjoy it,” Prissy offered, again reaching for the teapot on the table. “I’m not sure I want to do it forever, but for now I like seeing just how much I can do.”

“And what of you?” Maud’s dark eyes pierced Prissy.

“I’m alright, Mama,” Prissy said softly, knowing the bruises her heart still harbored. “Now what will you do with all your free time today?” she grinned.

“Free time?” Maud chortled. “With you girls scattered, I have plenty to keep me busy. I have housework and cooking to do today.”

“Oh, mother, I didn’t think,” Prissy started, “Perhaps I shouldn’t have stepped in.”

Maud Adams laid her hand on her daughter’s arm. “You wanted to help, and I think in doing so you’ve helped more people than you can know.” She patted Prissy softly. “I know my girls all have to do their own thing.”

“Will you go to visit Quil today?”

“Yes, Harlan’s coming to fetch me later. Perhaps we’ll stop by for lunch.”

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