The Farmers' Market Mishap by Brunstetter Wanda E.; Brunstetter Jean;

Author:Brunstetter, Wanda E.; Brunstetter, Jean; [Brunstetter, Wanda E.; Brunstetter, Jean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 4858630
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2017-08-31T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

Grabill

When Ben came home from shoeing a horse the following Wednesday evening, he was exhausted and ready to relax. He only had a few things that needed to be done, and then he planned to put up his feet and unwind the rest of the evening.

Ben’s tiredness didn’t stop him from pausing to listen to the cicadas singing, however. “Sure can tell it’s almost August.” He reached up to rub a knot in his shoulder. Where had this year gone? Summer would soon be over.

While he listened to the insects’ rhythmic chorus, he meandered toward the house. Surprised to see Martha holding a bouquet as she stood beside Mom near her flower garden, Ben halted. Assuming she must have come by to purchase the daisies, he said a quick hello and headed for the house.

“I invited Martha to join us for supper,” Mom called as Ben stepped onto the porch.

Hoping to conceal his frustration, he halted and forced a smile before turning around. “I didn’t realize we had company coming tonight. I was planning to muck out the barn after we eat, so I wasn’t gonna take a shower till it was done.”

“Can’t it wait until tomorrow?” Mom’s hands fluttered like she’d lost track of what she was doing. Ben recognized his mother’s way of covering up her disappointment. He had a hunch she’d set this meal up so he could spend time with Martha.

“Never mind. It’s no big deal.” Ben waved a hand. “I’ll clean out the barn after work tomorrow.”

Feet shuffling as she kicked at the ground with her shoe, Martha mumbled, “Maybe I should go. I don’t want to interrupt your plans.”

Ben shook his head. “No, it’s okay. I’ll go take a shower and change clothes. Then I’ll be ready for supper.” He stepped into the house and closed the door. Poor Martha. She keeps being dragged into my mother’s plan to make us a couple. I doubt Martha has any more interest in me than I do her. Mom could use a new hobby to keep herself busy. He reached up to rub his shoulder again. Sure wish she would stop meddling. If it’s meant for me to have a wife, I’d like to pick my own.

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