Wildflower Hope (The Wildflower House) by Grace Greene

Author:Grace Greene [Greene, Grace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-23T16:00:00+00:00

I felt reenergized. By the evening it had faded to a warm, fuzzy feeling—the belief that I could do this. Not overnight, and not without worry, but so long as I didn’t let it overwhelm me, I could. I gave Will credit for that thought. Just as I gave Seth credit for the good advice he’d given me about making decisions.

I was sitting in a chair on the front porch in the growing twilight.

The phone was on the armrest—for once near at hand—and I checked the time again. Could I call Seth and not risk interrupting an important meeting? I wanted to hear his voice. Sometimes I missed him more than usual . . . and tonight was one of those times. It was probably late enough, and, I reminded myself, he’d let it go to voice mail if he couldn’t take the call now.

I wouldn’t mention Will to him. No need. This was just about me and Seth.

He answered the video call right away. He looked good, as usual. A bit distracted but smiling as he greeted me with, “Hey, Kara.”

“Hey, yourself. Is this a good time?”

“Perfect time.” He squinted at the phone screen. “Are you sitting in the dark?”

“On the porch.” I asked, “Are you busy?”

“Not at the moment. I’m waiting for a couple of coworkers. We’re having dinner with a client. Until they come to get me, I’m all yours.”

All mine. The warm fuzzies continued.

“I wanted to thank you. What you said about making decisions only in the morning? It was brilliant. You are brilliant, Seth.”

He laughed. “Not brilliant, but occasionally I learn from my own mistakes, at least well enough to share it.” He paused, then added, “I hope you’ll remind me of my own words of wisdom when I backslide.”

“Do I hear tension? Maybe a little stress? Is it the job?”

“The job has challenges. I’ve always worked on my own, even when I wrote columns for the newspaper. As long as I met my deadlines, I could work any time of the day or night. Jobs like this—very office centric—tend to blur that line between job time and personal time.”

“But when you’re able to work from here, that may improve. They promised you could, right? When that happens, you’ll get some freedom back.” I wanted him to say yes.

“That’s true, but things are pretty dynamic around here—ever moving and changing. I confess that sometimes I’m on board with it—like an excitement junkie.”

“That’s a good thing, I guess.”

“How’s it going for you? You look amazing this evening.”

I touched my hair and flipped it back over my shoulder. The evening light was kind to me. I was glad he’d noticed.

“Things are going well, Seth. Really well. I got off to a rough start, but now the project is showing tangible progress. I’m excited about it.”

“Fantastic, Kara. Super. When you have doubts, and you will, remember that’s just a stumbling block. Imagine doubt that way, like an empty can in your way, and kick it—kick it right into the next county.

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