The Christmas Pony by Melody Carlson

Author:Melody Carlson [Carlson, Melody]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction, FIC042030, FIC042040, Christmas Stories, FIC027050
ISBN: 9781441239617
Publisher: Revell
Published: 2012-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

8

Mr. and Mrs. Dorchester arrived not long after Lucy and Grandma had cleaned up lunch on Thursday afternoon. “If you’re hungry,” Lucy said as she showed the older couple to their room, “my grandma will fix you a snack.”

“We haven’t eaten since breakfast on the train,” Mrs. Dorchester said as she set her handbag on the dresser. “And that wasn’t anything to speak of. Goodness knows, with the price of train fare these days, one should be able to find something decent to eat on the train.”

“Was it exciting traveling by train?” Lucy asked.

“Heavens no!” Mrs. Dorchester unpinned her hat with a sour expression. “I wouldn’t wish train travel on my worst enemies.”

“Oh.” Lucy was surprised since it always looked glamorous in the movies.

“We would’ve come by automobile except for this horrid snow. Why on earth Howie wanted to get married in the middle of winter is a mystery to me.”

“Maybe the bride picked the date,” Mr. Dorchester suggested.

She glared at her husband, then looked back at Lucy. “Please tell your grandmother that we would appreciate something to eat as soon as possible,” Mrs. Dorchester instructed. “And tell her that I have sensitivity to onions and raw vegetables.”

Lucy nodded.

“And if she could please hurry it a bit.” Mrs. Dorchester held the back of a plump white hand against her forehead. “I am feeling a bit faint.”

“I’ll go down and set the table,” Lucy told her as she rushed from the room. It seemed like Mrs. Dorchester was going to be what Grandma called a dingdong fussbudget. Naturally Grandma hadn’t said this knowing that Lucy was listening, and as far as Lucy knew, she’d only said it about that one guest, but Lucy felt certain that Mrs. Dorchester was one of those.

Grandma was warming some leftover stew, which unfortunately had onions that Grandma had tried to pick out, and Lucy was just finishing up the table when George came in, stomping the snow from his boots. “Are you ready to go to town for your Christmas pageant practice?” he asked her.

“Oh, yes!” Lucy looked at the clock. “I nearly forgot.”

She set down the last cup and called out to Grandma that George was taking her to town now.

“Did I hear someone say they’re going to town?” Veronica said as she came down the stairs. “Any chance I could come along too?”

“We have to get going in the next few minutes,” George told her, “in order to get Lucy to the church on time. I’m already warming up the car, so you’d better hurry.”

“I won’t be but a minute,” she chirped as she headed back up the stairs.

Lucy got her coat and things and went outside with George. “Thank you for giving me a ride,” she told him.

“It’s my pleasure.” He grinned as he opened the door for her. “Besides, I need to pick up a little something at Hempley’s Garage.”

Once they were in the car, she asked how his mechanical work on their old car was coming along. “I haven’t told

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