The Color of Ordinary Time by Virginia Voelker

Author:Virginia Voelker [Voelker, Virginia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781484055601
Google: JI8-nwEACAAJ
Amazon: 1484055608
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2013-04-05T00:00:00+00:00

Nine

John did not get to bodily throw Porter out of the Brandt’s. When the meal was over Linus firmly asked Porter to go, and Porter complied. I’ll give Porter this: he knows when he has made himself unwelcome. Many times since that night he has proven that he betters my father in this respect. Walton Taylor never knew when to leave a room.

After Porter got in his car and drove away, Linus pointed to Mark and Lem. “You two are on dishes.”

Mark started in, “Aw Dad —.”

“Everyone else has pitched in on the meals, but you two. Dishes.”

Mark and Lem cleared the table without further complaint. John looked at me. “Walk?

“Sure.”

“Can I come too?” asked Ivy.

Linus rose as we got up, and began to put together a tray of food for Dory. John, Ivy, and I took to the byways. Out on the front lawn John looked toward town and then toward Hiram’s Hill.

“Direction?” he asked.

Ivy obviously knew about the Hiram’s Hill project, as she too looked at me for direction.

“Toward the Hill is fine,” I said.

They nodded, and we started out, three abreast, down the dirt road. John on my left, Ivy on my right. It was turning into a pleasant evening. While the sun was not yet set, the day was cooling, and a breeze came in from the west.

“So what’s up with you and Dory?” I asked Ivy.

“I wish I knew. I did like you said. I mentioned Dylan Morris, and she snapped up and looked at me like I had grown another head. Then she stormed off into the house and hasn’t spoken to me since. I didn’t even get a chance to mention the conversation I had with him, or the stalking. I think it must be true,” said Ivy.

“What must be true?” asked John who was still out of the loop.

“I’m not Dad’s child. I think I’m Dylan Morris’ daughter,” said Ivy.

“Sorry to say this, Sis, but I’m not that surprised,” said John.

“What? Why?” asked Ivy.

“A confirmed bachelor in his forties marries a young woman half his age that he’s known for less than six months, and never dated. Seven months later they have a daughter. That never seemed suspect to you?”

“Coming from somebody else, maybe, but not our parents. Besides, they dated.”

“When did they date? What date have they told you about?” asked John.

Ivy was quiet for a minute. “Well they must have dated,” she said.

“Must they?” asked John.

Ivy went quiet, and the topic dropped and dragged along in the dust behind us. After a moment, Ivy turned her full attention to me. “As for you, young lady, who was that strapping young man at dinner? And just what happened in Kentucky?”

“The long and short of it is... I met an uncle and a grandmother I didn’t know I had, all after bailing my father out of jail. That strapping young man is my father’s new ministry partner, who until recently I had reason to suspect was intended for Susan.”

“Hold it. You didn’t tell me about more family,”said John.

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