Silent Harmony (Lockets And Lace Book 2) by Caryl McAdoo

Author:Caryl McAdoo [McAdoo, Caryl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Victorian Era, 19th Century, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Love Possibility, Frontier-Pioneer Era, Western Romance, Hearts Desire, American West, Clean & Wholesome, Christian Stories, Faith Based, Inspirational Reads, Love Inspired, Life-Changes, Second Chances, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Love-Family & Forever, Action & Adventure, Small Town & Rural Area, Lockets And Lace Series, Multi-Author Collection, Novella Length Storys
Publisher: Caryl McAdoo
Published: 2018-01-23T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

P

leased Zeke to see his love riding up with her sister in the familiar Parker wagon. What a wonderful surprise to have them for dinner.

He'd resigned himself to the time, but feasting his eyes two days in a row would only make it harder to wait until Saturday to see her again. Hopefully, Lucy would consent to setting a date.

Balancing the tray, he forced himself to concentrate on the task of getting the noon repast to the parlor's table instead of gawking at his beauty. Success, he smiled at Melody then nodded to her sister. Signing, he asked his love to bless the food. They were so cute with their dainty slurping.

“This is wonderful, Reverend.” Servilia set her spoon on the plate that held her soup bowl.”

With his hand, he thanked her.

“Oh.” She repeated the gesture. “So this means? Thank you?”

“It does.” Melody smiled at her sister, and the room grew brighter.

“Well! Isn't that fun? And easy, too. Maybe you can teach me more signs like that.” The older sister turned toward him. “Would you think it being too forward of me to ask your cousin's age? I've been wondering, and . . .”

His thumb and two adjacent fingers went up, then all four fingers with his thumb tucked to his palm. Jessie came in with a cloth-covered basket. “Cornbread, fresh out of the oven.”

“Yum.” She tilted her head to the side a smidgen. “Is that thirty or forty? Or thirty-four?”

“Thirty-four, ma'am.” The young man set the bread on the table then made an 'O' with all his fingers bent over, thumb touching the tip of the index. “This after the three makes it thirty forty.”

Palm flat, facing her lips, she brought it down toward the student-turned-teacher. Appearing all proud of herself, she smiled back then glanced from Zeke to Melody. “I did it. I used the sign language. “I can say thank you now.”

Apparently she'd tossed aside any reservations about the age difference. She cleared her throat. “Uh, are you aware of him ever sitting for a picture? Your cousin . . . uh . . . I know beauty is only skin deep and all, but . . . well—”

Hushed with a finger, he signed to Melody.

“He says Rupert has a strong chin and keen eyes. And that . . . most women find him pleasant looking. Oh, and that his grooming is impeccable.”

“Is there a family resemblance? I mean, does he favor you, sir?”

Again he used his interpreter.

“He shares a grandfather with Rupert, and yes, they've been mistaken for brothers.”

Servilia looked at him to ask her question. “God-fearing?” Then she immediately glanced toward her sister for the answer.

“Yes, ma'am. Methodist. All the Sheffields are Methodists.”

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