The Beloved Christmas Quilt by Wanda E. Brunstetter

Author:Wanda E. Brunstetter [Brunstetter, Wanda E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 4981295
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2017-12-15T05:00:00+00:00

Seth rode along after work with Mike. His old green truck had been leaking water from the front of the engine for days, and the noise was getting louder.

Mike pulled off to the side of the road and turned off the ignition. “I can’t keep putting water into this radiator. I’m gonna call for a tow truck and have them drop it off at the garage for repair.” Mike pulled out his cell phone, found the number, and called.

Seth got out of Mike’s rig to take a look at it. “Yep, there’s a good-sized puddle underneath the front, and it’s still dripping.”

Mike nodded at Seth but continued talking to the tow place. A few seconds later he stuck his head out the driver’s side window. “They’ll be here soon. I’m calling my wife now. She can pick us up, and then we’ll drop you off at your place.”

Seth smiled. “Okay.” He leaned against the truck. It was nice working on Bishop John’s new wall. The staggered blocks looked real nice, and Stan wasn’t there. He shook his head. But I’ll be working with him tomorrow, and I’ll try to do as the bishop suggested and be kinder to Stan. Seth lumbered back into the truck and watched Mike as he looked through some paperwork.

Minutes later the tow truck pulled up, and Mike hopped out to talk to the driver. Not long after, a red minivan pulled up behind Mike’s rig. Seth got out and chatted with the tow truck driver as he began setting things up. Mike called Seth over to meet his wife. The green truck was hoisted up onto the flatbed of the rig and hauled away.

Mike opened the side door to the minivan and moved a black cowboy hat to the backseat. “Here, Seth. Get in.”

He climbed in and located the safety belt, while Mike closed the door. Seth noticed the pink camo seat covers up front. Even the woman’s fancy purse was in a camo print. The interior of the van reeked of perfume, but what could he do? Seth sure couldn’t hold his breath the whole way home.

Mike’s wife, Jane, drove down the road, humming to a country song playing on the radio. Mike hummed, too, for a moment. Then he turned to Seth. “Pheasant hunting will be coming up in a couple of months. Would you be interested in going with me?”

Seth grinned. “I’d like to go.”

Mike looked over at his wife. “I’d like to do an overnight trip and would use the small trailer.”

Jane patted her husband’s arm. “You’ve been working so hard. You deserve some fun.”

“How about it, Seth?” Mike turned toward him once more.

“I’ll definitely give that some thought.” Seth twiddled his thumbs.

They pulled into his driveway, and he said good-bye, closing the van door. Seth watched them turn around and leave. He liked how nice Jane was to Mike about the hunting trip and wished he and Karen could get along like that again. Seth had told Mike about his daughter’s plight, but the conversation hadn’t lifted his burden.

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