Christmas in Miracle Cove by Mary Manners

Author:Mary Manners [Manners, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sweet Dreams Publications
Published: 2019-09-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

“WE’LL NEED SEVERAL YARDS OF fabric for the costumes.” Hope skimmed the Christmas playbook as she nibbled a bite of spaghetti the next evening. Dinner with Noah was becoming an event she looked forward to. Tonight, he wore a navy polo shirt that brought out the blue of his eyes. With him seated across from her, it was hard to focus on determining the materials needed for props. She drew a deep breath and struggled to continue. “And white sheets will do for the clouds.”

“We’re developing quite a list.” Noah lowered his fork and added both items to a slip of paper.

She wondered if his pulse stuttered when he was this close to her, the way hers seemed to do every time he was around.

“We’ll ask for donations,” she offered. “Add to our list some glitter spray and wire to form several sets of wings, as well.”

Noah released the pen and glanced up. “Can’t we just buy wings?”

“What?” Hope groaned inside. She’d lost her focus again. “I’m sorry, I missed that.”

“The wings…” Noah gave her a curious look. “Can’t we just buy them?”

“Why buy them when it’s less expensive to make them on our own?” Hope reached for her iced tea. Cubes clinked against the glass as she drew a quick sip. Her throat was parched; her hands trembled. “And it’s a lot more fun.”

“I’m sure it is.” Noah buttered a crescent roll and then tore off a hunk. “But do we have the time?”

“I’ll help, Mom,” Sydney chimed in, pushing back her empty plate and swiping a napkin across her chin. “I can make wings.”

“Yes, we’ll need your help, and the help of the other children, too.” Hope paused for a moment, scanning the playbook once again. “Perhaps I can speak with Mrs. Hollister and we can make the wings next Sunday during the craft time of the children’s class.”

“That’s a good idea.” Noah added a note to his list. “I’ll help, too.”

“You can spray the glitter.” Sydney’s blue eyes rounded. “That’s the fun part.”

“That’s very generous of you.” Noah tweaked her nose. “We can do it together.”

“Finish your milk,” Hope urged Sydney, thankful for the distraction. “And wipe your mouth. You have specks of spaghetti sauce on your cheek.”

“I like this spaghetti. It’s good, Mom.”

“Tell Mr. Noah thank you.”

“Thank you, Mr. Noah.” She scrubbed her cheek with her napkin. “Mama Cantori said I can help make the cookies for the reception after the pageant, too.” Sydney shifted in the chair, tucking her feet beneath her as she wiggled onto her knees. “We’re gonna use cookie cutters and lots of sprinkles.”

“That sounds delicious.” Noah reached for a second crescent roll. “Will you make angels and wreaths?”

“Yes.” Sydney’s head bobbed. “And trumpets and Christmas trees.”

And will you save some for me?”

“Sure.”

“Here.” Hope handed her daughter a sheet of paper and a box of crayons. She was struck by the thought of how empty her life would be without Sydney. “Draw all the cookie designs for us while Mr. Noah and I finish making our list.

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