Threads of Love by Judith Mccoy Miller

Author:Judith Mccoy Miller [Miller, Judith]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-63409-746-8
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 1997-09-25T04:00:00+00:00

Dedicated to my husband, Jim,

for giving me the wonderful opportunity to become

one of the threads woven into the fabric of his life,

and in memory of our daughter, Michelle,

with whom we shall be rewoven in heaven.

Chapter 1

Charlie Banion stared down at the list of names scribbled on his calendar; Mary had scheduled five interviews starting at one o’clock. Allowing a half hour for each, he could still catch the four o’clock train and be in Florence for dinner. Hopefully this group would be better than the last. He had been at this three days now and still hadn’t met the quota he needed for the remaining railroad jobs. No doubt the boss was going to be unhappy with his lack of success.

Might as well get a bite to eat before I start again, he thought, wishing the afternoon was already behind him. Tapping his pencil on the large wooden desk, he leaned back in his chair and wondered why it had been so difficult to find the employees he was looking for this time. It was easy enough locating general laborers to lay track, but now they needed some good, reliable men with mechanical skills to keep the trains running. His attempt to find the caliber of employees they were looking for had failed, especially when the applicants were told they would have to relocate to smaller towns.

“Sitting here thinking about it isn’t going to accomplish anything,” he mumbled to himself, walking toward the office door.

“I’ll be back in time for my one o’clock appointment, Mary,” he said, striding past the secretary’s desk.

“Yes, sir. I’ll put the file on your desk,” she answered. He didn’t even glance her way as he nodded his head in affirmation.

“Isn’t he the most handsome thing you’ve ever seen?” Mary inquired of the short, round brunette sitting at the desk across the room.

“I guess. That is, if you like single men who are six feet tall with broad shoulders, wavy black hair, and slate gray eyes,” she answered, both of them giggling at her response.

“He doesn’t seem to notice me at all,” Mary complained, “even though I take forever primping for work when I know he’ll be around.”

“Maybe he’s got a gal at one of the other stations or back East somewhere,” Cora volunteered, aware that most men found it difficult to overlook Mary Wilson, even when she didn’t primp for hours.

“I’d even be willing to share him with one of those Eastern society women. At least until I get him hooked,” Mary responded, pushing back from her desk. “Guess I’ll go to lunch, too. Maybe I can find a seat next to Mr. Banion. Keep an eye on things until I get back,” she ordered Cora, who sat looking after her with a look of envy and admiration etched on her face.

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