ChasingTheMoonlight w2912 by Anne Marie Novark

ChasingTheMoonlight w2912 by Anne Marie Novark

Author:Anne Marie Novark
Format: mobi
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2010-02-10T20:00:00+00:00


Chapter Nine

Lindsey let herself into Grandma Viv’s house. She didn’t knock, because she had a key. Her grandmother had told her she was welcome anytime. Grandma Viv was cool.

Mitch had closed the studio at noon and was already here. He’d asked Lindsey to stop by after she had eaten lunch with her friend Emily. Emily’s house was a few blocks from her grandmother’s.

As she walked toward the kitchen, Lindsey heard their voices. They were talking about her and guitar lessons. She flattened herself against the wall near the kitchen door. Had they found out about the secret lessons Thomas was giving her? Man, she was screwing up. She knew she should confess to Mitch, but what if he got mad and sent her away? Thomas had no idea Lindsey was doing it behind Mitch’s back. What would he do if he found out? The lump of guilt in her throat almost made her sick. There was nothing to do except to tough it out.

Pushing away from the wall, Lindsey walked into the kitchen. The smell of tomatoes and oregano filled the room.

Grandma Viv smiled. “Hey, darlin’, aren’t you looking nice. Give your grandma a kiss.”

Lindsey bent to kiss her cheek, and Grandma Viv pulled her in for a hug. Leaning her head on the plump shoulder for a second, she inhaled the now familiar lavender scent. How nice it was to feel safe and loved by her grandmother. But what she really wanted was to feel safe and loved by...okay, by Mitch. There. She’d admitted it. She was starting to like the guy, even though he didn’t have a clue about anything.

“Hey, kiddo,” Mitch said. “Come on and sit down. Your grandma’s making ravioli. Want to help?”

“Sure. What’s the occasion?” Grandma Viv only cooked hand-made ravioli for special events. The last time had been when Aunt Judith had made a huge sale and received a big bonus.

Lindsey sat next to Mitch, and he handed her the brush and bowl of water. She caught a strange look pass between the two grownups.

Grandma Viv smiled. “We’re preparing ravioli for a party.”

“A party?” Lindsey’s heart raced as she brushed water around the little lumps of meat on the dough. Had they somehow found out it was her birthday tomorrow? No way. “Can we keep some for ourselves?” she managed to ask.

Another look passed between them. Lindsey’s hand began to tremble. She gripped the brush tighter.

“You’ll get your share,” Mitch said. “Mom always makes a little extra.”

“That’s right,” said Grandma Viv. “You come back tomorrow and we’ll have ravioli. Here, you want to cut them?” She handed Lindsey the pastry wheel.

“Sure.” Carefully, she cut the ravioli into perfect little squares. Okay, she hated herself, but had to ask. “Who’s the party for?”

“Someone very special,” Mitch said. “Hey, you’re doing one fine job there, kiddo.”

“Thanks.” Pushing away the disappointment, she finished cutting one sheet of ravioli and moved to the next, while her grandmother scooped the cut squares into a large bowl.

Lindsey took a deep breath.



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