Love's Sporting Chance: Volume 2: 5 Romantic Sporting Novellas by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Forget Me Not Romances, a division of Winged Publications
Published: 2015-10-24T04:00:00+00:00

9

“Ruby? Are you coming with us?”

“I’ll be right there.” Ruby replied, settling the smart wool cloche—the color of ripe purple grapes—she’d ordered from Denver over her hair.

“We’re driving. It might take longer,” Pappy hollered.

Ruby darted down the stairs, caught Nona on the way out the door. “Why are we driving?”

“Robbie’s knee,” Nona said.

“There’s a storm coming in.” Ruby sniffed at the air. She smelled snow.

“We’ll stay at the store if the weather gets bad.”

“I’d rather ski in.”

“I know, darling, but just ride in with us today. You can take your skis. Put them in the back. It makes your Pappy so happy to drive.”

“All right.” She slid in beside her brother. Pappy grinned at them in the rearview mirror.

“How’s your knee?” She asked Robbie.

“Hurts. Doc’s right. It’s going to take time to heal.”

“He’s a good doctor.”

Robbie leaned away from her. “You like him.”

She looked out the window. “That’s absurd.”

“Ha! You do like him!”

Nona closed the passenger door. “Leave your sister alone, Robert. Let’s go, Pappy, we don’t want to be late for church.”

The car pulled out, tires spinning in the soft snow. Temperatures had warmed overnight. A front was coming in. She wondered if her order of klister wax had arrived yet. It was best suited for the kind of warmer temperatures that preceded a storm.

They were nearly the last ones to arrive at church. Pappy dropped Robbie and Ruby off at the door and went to find a place to park with Nona. Robbie shifted his crutches under his arms and climbed the steps. His friends came out to greet him.

Ruby stopped at the door and waited for her grandparents. She felt inexplicably nervous. Had Warren arrived? Would he be sitting with Millie Logan and her family?

Pappy and Nona joined her.

“What are you waiting for? Robbie already went inside.” Pappy said, pushing open the door.

They found seats near the front. No one had a regular seat at Community Church because Pastor—Arthur’s father—wouldn’t allow it. Robbie was positioned in back with his friends, ostensibly so he could keep his leg elevated, but more likely so they could chatter without being rebuked.

Ruby slipped into the pew, keeping her eyes down. She didn’t want to know if Warren was there. Didn’t want to think about him. This was her time to think about God, to worship, to listen to the Holy Spirit’s guidance.

She didn’t open the hymnal, just closed her eyes and let the music wash through her soul. It was almost like skiing. If she let herself go, let herself forget the rest of the congregation, it was even better.

Arthur’s father, reed slim and as tall as his son, took his place behind the wooden pulpit—made in Pappy’s wood shop—after the singing.

“Today’s verse is about who we are in Christ, from Paul’s letter to the Ephesians.”

Ruby leaned against the hard wooden pew and heard a squeak. She glanced back, and saw Warren in the back pew. The squeaky one no one sat in.

“God created you, designed you, and formed you as unique individuals.

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