Abner's Adventure by Kirsten Osbourne

Author:Kirsten Osbourne [Osbourne, Kirsten]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Unlimited Dreams Publishing
Published: 2019-02-16T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Catherine checked on the simmering sauce, then walked over to Abner. “Stop slouching!”

Abner straightened up. “Yes, ma’am.” He was trying to follow Catherine’s lead, hoping it would make her feel more comfortable.

“I don’t know about the new curtains. Do you think they look too blue?” Catherine asked.

Abner looked conflicted.

“Oh, no!” Catherine said. “You hate the curtains?”

“No!” Abner cried. “It’s not that at all! It’s just that . . . I thought they were blue.”

“They’re supposed to be gray!” Catherine exclaimed. “Edna Petunia will think I have horrible taste!”

Abner walked over to Catherine. He glanced up at the clock. It was five-thirty, and they were expecting Edna Petunia at six. He put his hands on Catherine’s shoulders and gently massaged them. “Hey. It’s going to be all right.”

Catherine felt her body relaxing even though her mind felt anxious. “This is my first time entertaining anyone as a married woman. I want everything to be perfect.”

“I wonder about that,” Abner blurted out before he could stop himself.

“What are you talking about?” Catherine went back over to the sauce, stirring it a little more.

“Does it matter if everything’s perfect? Sometimes life is imperfect, and that’s fine by me,” Abner said. “When things are too perfect, I feel uncomfortable and like I’m not allowed to be myself.”

“Oh, I don’t have time to get into this now! Edna Petunia will be here any minute!” Catherine exclaimed. A few minutes later, she gasped. “Abner! Where are your shoes?”

Abner scratched his head. “They’re on my feet, aren’t they?”

“No!” Catherine pointed to the small mat near the entry to the house. Catherine’s two pairs of heels were neatly stacked, but none of Abner’s shoes were there. “Edna Petunia’s going to know that you don’t stay here at night if your shoes aren’t out! Where are they?”

Abner gulped. “My extra pair is back in Bagley. I won’t have time to get there and back before she gets here.”

“Oh, no! She’s going to know that we’re having trouble,” Catherine fretted. Why she cared so much about how the older woman felt, she didn’t know, but she wanted everything to seem like it was good between her and Abner.

“I have an idea.” Abner picked up Catherine’s heels and put them behind the curtain in the makeshift bedroom. “Problem solved. If Edna Petunia asks where your shoes are, we’ll tell her that in Boston, people keep their shoes underneath their bed.”

Catherine wrinkled her nose. “But that’s not true!”

Abner winked. “I know it’s not true. But it will keep Edna Petunia from asking too many questions.”

“Oh,” Catherine nodded in understanding. “I see. Okay, that’s fine.” She rushed back to her pot of sauce. “I hope this turns out all right.”

“Catherine, I’m sure it will be fine,” Abner reassured her. The house looked wonderful, and the sauce smelled delicious. As long as Edna Petunia wasn’t too eccentric, he knew they would have a terrific time. Then again, it was Edna Petunia they were talking about.

Abner took a deep breath. There was something he had been meaning to ask Catherine about.

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