The Littlest Angel by Sherryl Woods

Author:Sherryl Woods
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MIRA Books
Published: 2015-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

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This was the first Clint had actually seen of the town of Los Pinos. It was miles beyond Luke’s ranch and beyond the home where he’d spent the night with Betsy’s family. Gazing at the quaint, unpretentious stores and homey restaurants, he felt immediately at ease.

There was nothing fancy about the Texas town. It was practically a mirror image of the one he’d left behind in Montana. No wonder Angela had gravitated toward Rocky Ridge and felt at home there.

“I know,” she said at a look from him. “I see the resemblance, too. I saw it that first night I stopped in Rocky Ridge. Felt it, too. The people are the same, warm and friendly. I still don’t know why you wanted to stop here, though, instead of going on through to Grandpa’s.”

“You said your family does Christmas up big. I want to contribute my share.”

She regarded him with obvious puzzlement. “You mean like some champagne or a couple of pies?”

He chuckled at the suggestion. “Knowing your grandfather, I’m sure he has the food and beverages pretty much under control. I was talking about presents.”

“That’s not necessary,” she protested. “You don’t even know the family that well. There’s no need to be buying presents. No one will expect it. I only picked up a few last-minute things before I left Dallas.”

“I want to,” he insisted stubbornly. “You can help me pick out the right things.” He glanced at her worriedly. “Or are you too tired? If this is too much for you, you can settle down in one of the restaurants and wait for me. The Italian one looks nice. I can smell the garlic clear out here.”

“You are not sticking me off in some restaurant while you shop,” she retorted. “I love picking out gifts. I can get a few more myself. Where do you want to start?”

He glanced up and down the street. There weren’t more than a dozen stores, all decorated brightly. “You pick. You know what they stock better than I do.”

“Let’s start at Dolan’s,” she decided.

He glanced across the street at the shop with a dusty, ancient display and a forlorn string of colored lights drooping across the window. “The drugstore?” he asked doubtfully. “I’m not settling for cheap perfume and some boxes of stale candy, darlin’.”

“Don’t let the window fool you. It’s been that way since way before I was born. Eli Dolan never saw any need to change it. Sharon Lynn runs the place now and she’s stubbornly stuck with tradition. But it has the best milk shakes I’ve ever had. Made from scratch with real ice cream.”

“Angel, we’re supposed to be shopping, not eating.”

Her expression turned sly. “The baby’s starved and milk is very good for his bones.”

He grinned at the ploy. “Oh, in that case, we absolutely should have a milk shake.”

A bell over the door tinkled as they entered and half a dozen people seated at the old-fashioned soda fountain turned to stare.

“You’re on display, cowboy,” she said with a wink as she led the way to the counter.

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