The Matchmakers by Janette Oke

Author:Janette Oke [Oke, Janette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2011-08-24T20:00:00+00:00

“I was thinking,” her father said on the drive home. “We really should return the invitation. Your mother was very particular about being hospitable—you know, in doing the turnabout. She never felt settled until she had returned the invitation.”

Cynthia didn’t respond and waited to see where he was going with this.

“Been a long time since we entertained,” he continued.

Daddy, thought Cynthia, we’ve never entertained.

“Some folks are stepping out to a restaurant now instead of having people in their home. I still think that doing something at home is nice, but if you don’t feel up to going to all that fuss, we can just offer to take them all out.”

“The Wrights?”

He nodded.

They drove on in silence while Cynthia thought about his words. She knew he was right. They should “do the turnabout.”

“Guess we could.”

“Maybe when we get home we can sort of pick a Sunday,” her father went on.

It was her turn to nod.

“Let’s do it next Sunday,” called Todd from the backseat.

“Yeah,” seconded Justin. Both of them were full of enthusiasm about their friends and the toys in the Wright household.

“Next Sunday might be too soon,” Cynthia cautioned. “It could sort of look like … like we wanted to hurry up and get it over with or something.”

“A couple of Sundays then,” said her father. He half turned to her. “Two Sundays between should be okay, shouldn’t it?”

She nodded again. “I’ll talk to Judith.”

“I was thinking,” said her father after a short pause. “Maybe we could invite the Westons too. They seem like real nice folks.”

Cynthia turned her head to look at him. You old rascal, she thought to herself, a smile catching the corners of her mouth. I’ll just bet you do. I saw the way you two chatted throughout the entire meal.

She looked out the side window of the car, no longer feeling threatened. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if—? But no—she would not allow her mind to jump ahead to such fancies. She would be too disappointed if it didn’t happen.

“I’ll call the Westons,” she said, hoping that the excitement she was feeling would not be given away by her voice.

She saw her own soft smile transfer to her father’s face.

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