The Joy of Falling by Lindsay Harrel

Author:Lindsay Harrel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2020-04-13T16:00:00+00:00

“Hey.” Another squeeze to her hand brought her back to the present. To Simon. “You and Kylee will be fine. She’s a teenager. It doesn’t matter what happened in the past. What matters is that you love her and would do anything for her. She knows that deep down, even if she won’t admit it.”

“I hope you’re right.”

22

This was going to be a disaster.

Groaning, Eva tossed the rose she was holding across the floor in the back room of Joanne’s shop, where she sat surrounded by a variety of flower-filled buckets and tools, from shears to floral tape, bouquet pins, and ribbons.

Why in the world had she said yes to Joanne? Sure, the florist had sounded desperate when she’d called earlier this afternoon. Her husband had had an asthma attack—not major enough to be a life-and-death crisis, but urgent enough to warrant a visit to the hospital. The problem? Joanne had six bouquets to assemble for a wedding tomorrow. She’d gotten behind on a few other orders and had intended to stay up late arranging the bouquets, but now the emergency put her in danger of not getting to them in time.

She’d asked Eva if she’d mind arranging as many of the bouquets as possible until Joanne could join her. Eva had tried saying no, but “yes” had popped from her mouth anyway.

That was hours ago, and here Eva still sat, nothing complete.

Outside the window, the sun had already given up for the day, an action Eva wished she could emulate. A velvety sky stretched over the sleeping town of Wanaka, clouds obscuring the mountain peaks that were the town’s constant companions.

Over the last month, Eva had tried to actively focus on moving forward, praying that one day her creative juices would flow again. But thanks to her near jump in the lake with Marc, her artist’s spirit remained as stale as ever.

He’d flown home the next day, and they hadn’t talked about the incident since. Instead, they’d simply reverted back to being friends and coworkers who chatted once a week about the business and the ultra-marathon training. Perhaps she’d misunderstood his intentions anyway.

And she was fine with that. Really.

But this bouquet disaster felt like she was being pushed to the brink of what she could handle. Eva had stared at these flowers for two hours, and despite Joanne’s instructions to throw together something simple yet elegant, she couldn’t find inspiration to save her life.

She should have just told Joanne the truth—admitted to herself the truth—that she couldn’t do this anymore.

No. She couldn’t fail this unknown bride. Eva’s wedding had been perfect, down to the last detail, and every bride deserved that.

“Okay, Eva. You’ve got this.” Maybe if she put the . . . No, that looked horrible. Or what about the . . . Ugh, rookie move!

Her phone interrupted her self-deprecating thoughts. Her caller ID said it was Marc. When they needed to talk, he’d taken to calling her around five or six o’clock in the morning when he first got up.

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