Wish Upon a Fallen Star: Average Angel by Felicity Green

Author:Felicity Green [Green, Felicity]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-12-18T00:00:00+00:00

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“I win again.” Bertie smiled and gathered the cards together.

I winked at Vito. His good-natured face did not betray anything, but I knew he had let his friend win. It was the fourth “afternoon tea” at the senior citizen center I had attended as a volunteer, and I had soon begun to join Vito, Bertie, and Alf in their usual game of rummy, as their fourth partner had unfortunately passed on shortly before I started volunteering.

I had soon caught on to the fact that Vito and Alf let Bertie, who was slightly demented and didn’t know what game we were playing half of the time, win most games. I had gone along with it, although nobody had ever commented on it out loud.

“What do you say, Bertie?” Alf asked. “Shall we go see Hannah and ask her for another slice of that delicious pineapple upside-down cake you like so much?”

Bertie nodded happily, and both shuffled off to the long table decked with cakes on the other side of the senior citizen center garden.

I was pleased to have an opportunity to talk with Vito and ask him some more questions about his personal life. I had picked the sixty-something, distinguished-looking man as the ideal candidate for Mrs. Mancini. First of all, he was Italian. Secondly, he always looked so well put together, not to mention stylish, in his understated gray suits, black trilby hat, and coiffured gray hair. It seemed to me that Mrs. Mancini—who was overdoing it a little bit in the grooming department if you asked me—would appreciate that.

Of course, it also helped that I really enjoyed talking to Vito.

“So, what did you do exactly before you retired, Vito?” The last time I’d been there, I established that he had retired a couple of years ago. And I’d discovered he was single, obviously.

“Another round of questions, hmm?” His intelligent brown eyes sparkled with amusement, and I felt heat rising to my cheeks.

“That’s okay,” he said quickly. “But one of these days, you have to return the favor and tell me more about yourself, young lady.”

I nodded, relieved.

“I was a scholar. A university professor,” he continued.

“Oh. What did you teach?”

“I’m an expert in religious iconography, and I still do a lot of research now, even though I’m officially retired. I have a large book collection on the subject, and before you ask about my hobbies”—he winked at me—“that’s pretty much it.”

Vito must have seen how my eyes lit up because he asked, “Are you interested in the subject?”

I nodded vigorously. Did I know how to pick them or what? He was interested in religion, and Mrs. Mancini was a devout Catholic. She collected figurines; he collected books. Perfect! Maybe I could make this matchmaking wish thing a permanent gig. I seemed to have a talent for it. I was already making plans for my two lonely senior citizens to meet while half listening to Vito talk about his subject of interest.

The last couple of weeks had been really difficult because I had been on constant edge with Marie.

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