Rest Thy Head by Elaine Cantrell

Author:Elaine Cantrell [Cantrell, Elaine]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Astraea Press Publishing, LLC
Published: 2014-09-21T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The next day they started rehearsing the play. “What part are you playing?” Ashley asked Patrick who sat beside her on the living room sofa.

“This year I’ll be Benjamin Blakely, the guy who married Sally Waters.”

“Who’s playing Colonel Waters?”

“Jake’s friend Andy Russell. He owns a pottery shop in town.”

“I’ve met him.” Peyton who had just finished cleaning up after the dinner crowd took a seat beside Ashley. “He’s a nice guy.”

“Yes, I sure am,” a voice chimed in.

Peyton looked around and smiled when she saw Jake and Andy standing in the doorway. “Don’t be bragging on yourself, Andy.” She smiled at him to show she was only teasing.

“If I don’t brag on myself, who will?”

Eyes twinkling, Jake jabbed him with his elbow. “Nobody.”

Peyton threw her hand across her heart and pretended to be overcome with emotion. “Why, Jake Douglas. Did you make a joke? Be careful, or you’ll lose your reputation as an old curmudgeon.”

“I’d hate to do that.”

Everyone giggled, and Peyton jumped up and grabbed Jake’s arm. “Now that you’re here you can help me find a new costume.”

He glanced at his watch. “Do we have time before you start the rehearsal, Patrick?”

“Sure.”

Patrick handed Andy a script to look at while Jake and Peyton went to the storage closet. After careful consideration, she selected a green dress with a white front for her character. She held it in front of her while Jake critically studied it. “It looks nice. I’m sorry about the other dress. I changed the lock on your door myself. You shouldn’t have any more trouble.”

“I hope not.” Peyton chewed on her bottom lip. “I don’t like the idea of someone entering my room at will.”

“No, and I wouldn’t either.”

Peyton folded her dress across her arm. “Do you take part in the pageant?”

Jake’s eyes lowered. “I used to before I got burned.”

“I think you look fine. You could still participate if you wanted to.”

“I don’t think so. I’ve seen how people look at me, and I don’t want to make them uncomfortable. Me either, for that matter.”

Peyton could have argued with him all day about that, but she decided to let it go. Patrick wanted to start the rehearsal, and she hated to hold them up. She made a mental note to talk to Jake again. He needed to get over this nonsense.

Patrick got them started as soon as they rejoined the others. He wanted them to read through the play together. Then they’d go back and work on it scene by scene.

Peyton indicated the script in her hand. “Whoever wrote this has talent. The story has a lot going on, but it isn’t boring or hard to follow.”

Patrick nodded toward Jake. “He wrote it.”

“Why, Jake. You didn’t tell me you can write.”

“I can’t.”

Peyton rolled her eyes. “You can’t prove it by me.” Somehow she liked his modesty. Drew had bragged on every little thing he ever did which did get tiresome. Who cared if he won MVP on his little league team when he was five?

They finished their rehearsal just as a summer thunderstorm rolled in.

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