The Fireman Finds a Wife by Felicia Mason

Author:Felicia Mason
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-09-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Summer had a busy day ahead of her, but she could barely contain her excitement as she arrived at her mother’s house first thing in the morning. Through the years, Lovie had spoken about Michael Flynn with fondness, and she knew her mother would like to know about him.

When she didn’t find Lovie in the kitchen or in her bedroom, she went to the intercom and called out. “Mom, where are you?”

“In the solarium, honey,” came Lovie’s reply.

Summer shook her head and smiled. Solarium. Only Lovie Darling would come up with a name like that for the covered walkway that connected the main house to Spring’s space. The addition to the house that had once served as her father’s medical practice had been converted into living space that Spring now called home.

“Summer, bring that basket on the island counter.”

Making her way through the house, Summer went to the kitchen and plucked up the small wicker basket her mother used for dried herbs. Lovie grew her own.

A few moments later, she found her mother snipping greenery from the potted plants that practically filled the space.

“It’s starting to look like a jungle in here,” she observed as she placed the basket near Lovie, who was bent over fresh mint. “Are you trying to completely close off the pathway so Spring can’t get through?”

It sure looked like it. What used to be at least a four-foot wide limestone walkway leading from Lovie’s kitchen to the mud-room at Spring’s place was now a barely discernible path filled with large pots on the floor and on benches. A few spots remained where you could actually just sit amid the natural beauty. Flowers also grew in the space that could better be described as a greenhouse.

“Spring accused me of the same thing,” Lovie said, dropping the mint into the basket and then straightening to hug her daughter. “You look lovely today, dear. That color becomes you.”

Summer glanced down at the teal sundress. “Thanks,” she said. “I have one just like it in a color called ‘strawberry lemonade.’”

Lovie grinned. “That sounds like a wonderful idea. Let’s go make some.” She placed her gloves and the basket on a bench and turned Summer back toward the kitchen. “I got fresh strawberries from Hannaford’s just yesterday. Of course, I got too many for just smoothies and dessert, so lemonade is the perfect solution.”

As Lovie went about gathering sugar and lemons, Summer pulled out the juicer.

“Mom, you are never going to guess who I met yesterday.”

“I hope it was that nice Dr. Reveau. I think the two of you would hit it off marvelously.”

Summer bit back a sigh. “No, Mom, it wasn’t Dr. Reveau. I met someone from your past.”

Lovie opened the refrigerator and pulled out a pint of plump strawberries. “My past?”

Summer nodded. “Your romantic past.”

Lovie’s brow furrowed as she put the berries in a colander and ran cold water over them from the sink in the kitchen island. “I don’t have...”

“I met Michael Flynn.”

The colander clattered in the sink as it fell from Lovie’s hands.

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