Mistletoe At Moonglow (The Moonglow Christmas Series Book 1) by Deborah Garner

Author:Deborah Garner [Garner, Deborah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Timberton Montana, Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Christian Stories, Faith Based, Inspirational Reads, Love Inspired, Bachelor, Single Woman, Hearts Desire, Clean & Wholesome, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Love-Family & Forever, Action & Adventure, Small Town & Rural Area, Beautiful & Feisty, The Moonglow Christmas Series, Christmas Holidays & Celebration, Christmas Time, Holiday Whimsy, Festive Season, Winter Weather, Novella Length Short Stories
Publisher: Cranberry Cove Press
Published: 2015-11-06T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

An hour passed before Clive returned. He appeared tired, but still proud to escort an exhausted looking woman inside. Everyone waiting in the parlor began to applaud the surprised guest as if she were a celebrity. Clive promptly helped remove her coat, then took off his own, hanging them both on the lobby coat rack.

Ms. Greeley was of medium height and weight, with a chin-length mop of brown curls and not a speck of makeup. She wore lightweight tan slacks and a pair of boots not quite fit for snow. A chunky necklace of turquoise beads flopped over the neckline of a black sweater.

“Thank heavens you made it here, dear,” Betty said, rushing out from the kitchen. “This is no night to be stuck anywhere.”

“I’m glad to be here,” the guest said, looking visibly relieved. “I tried to call, but there was no cell service.”

“Blowout,” Clive explained. “About twenty miles north of here.”

“Were you able to change the tire? Oh, my!” The thought of Clive having to work out in such weather hit Betty.

“No, there was no point,” Clive said. “The blowout sent Ms. Greeley’s car into a ditch. She’s lucky it didn't roll. The rental company is sending a tow truck to pick it up.”

“Oh, my!” Betty repeated. “Should we try to get Doc over here?”

“No, there’s no need,” Ms. Greeley said. “I’m not hurt. Just a bit shaken up. I’m not used to traveling alone; in fact, I’m used to someone else doing the driving.”

“You were lucky,” Clive said. “A blowout is dangerous in any weather. But out here, on a night like this…well, I’m just glad I found you. I knew when that bus didn't come in that something was wrong.”

“There were only a handful of us who’d planned to take it. A few stayed in town and others rented cars, anxious to get where they were going. I just wanted to be done traveling.”

“We’re glad you made it, Ms. Greeley,” Mist said. “Why don’t you have a seat in the café? Have some hot coffee or tea while I get your registration card from the desk. Help yourself to some food, too, if you haven’t eaten.”

“It’s Ellen, please, and I haven’t had a bite to eat since this morning. I’ll take you up on that offer right now.”

Mist grabbed the card from the front desk while Ellen Greeley headed into the café, filled a plate from the buffet and took a seat. Mist set the card beside the guest, with a pen. “Please take your time. Food is more important than paperwork.”

Ellen nodded, a forkful of salad halfway to her mouth. “This salad is exceptional. What is in it, besides pears, which I can taste right away? Oh, and walnuts.”

“Not much more,” Mist said. “Just an assortment of greens, including arugula, and some sliced beets. The dressing is a white balsamic vinaigrette, a recipe from a restaurant where I worked when I lived in Santa Cruz.”

“Well, it’s delicious. Not quite like any dressing I’ve ever tasted.

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