Christmas Trinkets by LoRee Peery

Author:LoRee Peery
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: christian Fiction
ISBN: 9781522300335
Publisher: Pelican Book Group
Published: 2017-11-17T05:00:00+00:00

8

The words weren’t flowing. Kameron stared at a cursor that had gone to sleep. He’d been home in his apartment two days. Home. It was just a place to sleep and work. Home was a place like Hayley’s where her sunny touch brightened her surroundings. Home was a place like Gregg’s where, needy and noisy as they were, dogs provided company.

He gnawed his knuckle. The few words at the top of a blank computer page had been the same few words for longer than he knew. Instead of a conflict between characters related to his plot, memories of Hayley interrupted. Her joyful, energetic, gorgeous countenance kept rising to cloud the forefront of his mind.

She cared for the people who inhabited her village, and the strangers who entered her shop to sift through her trinkets. Trinkets. Their matching jewelry trinkets should matter to both of them. God must have had a hand in the two of them meeting. The most important thing that mattered to her involved God’s message of salvation. She clung to Bible verses and cared enough for him, same as Gregg, to try to convince him that he, Kameron Kohl, needed Jesus in his life.

He bit down so hard on his finger that he yelped.

Maybe he’d get things to mesh if he ate. Nine thirty at night and he had no idea when he’d last eaten something. Food might feed the muse. He set aside the laptop and stood so fast his head swam. Collecting himself, he moved to flip on the counter light in the kitchenette and grabbed frozen lasagna from the freezer. To be civilized, he set the table. Plate instead of serving container. Glass for apple juice. Cup on the counter for coffee after he’d eaten.

Once he’d finished, he still felt alone.

I will never leave you nor forsake you.

Kameron dropped his chin onto his chest. “Oh, God. I know You keep your promises. Touch my heart so my soul knows it.”

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The third morning since Kameron hadn’t come in. Hayley rearranged a Christmas display that offered goods from tiny slipper ornaments to Old St. Nick and Victorian postcards. She traced an angel figurine’s white hair, looked into the painted eyes. “Lord, I think I’m lonely for the first time ever. Please show me the way. I miss Kameron and don’t want to pressure him with what the Bible says. He’s lost and needs you, but I need to be his friend.”

The day they’d first met, his forehead rippled at her interruption. She’d ignored it because on some level, she’d recognized his hurt. Although he wore that grim look and was clearly not open to small talk, she’d offered him friendship. What was he doing this very moment? Could he be missing her?

Auntie’s Antiquities had always been her comfort zone. If she got bored with watching cartoons or later with homework while Mom worked downstairs, Hayley joined her. She got hooked into the collecting and selling thing and never wanted to move on to a big career. She’d never considered this a lonely life.

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