The Farmer's Daughter: The Dragon Dream: Book One by Robin Janney

Author:Robin Janney [Janney, Robin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-09-13T05:00:00+00:00

C raig longed to ask her if she loved him. He thought she did, but sometimes he wasn’t sure. Would she once she found out he’d been present at the accident which had claimed her brother’s life? That was one question he was afraid to find out the answer to. Somehow it had replaced his fear about her reaction to his sexual abuse.

Finishing the pie, Angela swirled the fork around in the melted ice cream. “I think I’ll pass on the ice cream.”

“Mmm, yeah I would too. Do you want to fix your hair before we go?”

“My hair?” A hand flew up and she discovered the tangled mess. “I’ll meet you downstairs.”

She shoved the bowl and fork back to him and hurried from the bedroom. Laughing, Craig left his seat on the bed and grabbed his mug from the stand. He hadn’t thought her messy hair detracted from her beauty at all, but he had suspected she would think otherwise. And he’d been right.

He returned the dishes to the kitchen, spoke briefly with her parents. It wasn’t long before Angela appeared, and goodbyes were being said.

“Craig,” Maude was saying. “There’s a loaf of banana bread in Angela’s box of food that’s for you. It’s not much, but I hope you’ll like it.”

“Is it the same as what was passed around at dinner?”

The older woman smiled. “It is.”

“Then I will. Thank you.”

“Now you two take it easy going home,” advised Philip, giving his daughter a hug. “And be careful going to St. Joseph’s tomorrow.”

“I will,” Angela told him.

As they walked out to his truck, Craig shifted the box he carried. It was hard to not be distracted by the real snowflakes catching in the gentle waves of her hair; she hadn’t placed the decorative ones back in her hair. Talk about a fairytale moment. Not even his high school girlfriend had provoked such romantic notions. “Angela. We’ve been through Thanksgiving and Christmas, what’s Easter like?”

The young woman pulled her coat closer around herself. “Easter starts with the sunrise service on top of Sawyer’s Peak, then breakfast at church. Afterwards there’s a service; it used to be just a celebration. Singing, testimonials. Pastor Mark likes to preach though.”

“I bet. Is there a dinner here?”

“There is.” Angela opened the passenger side door, stepping clear of snow as it fell away from the door. “It’s later in the day, closer to three. And not quite so much family. Just Aunt Sylvia and Uncle Jon.” She climbed into the truck and moved her feet to the side as he slid the box onto the floor. “Want to come?”

He looked up at her. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

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