Promises of the Heart by Nan Rossiter

Author:Nan Rossiter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2019-12-08T16:00:00+00:00

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OVER THE NEXT WEEK, MACEY COULDN’T GET HARPER OFF HER MIND. SHE usually tried to not get caught up in the problems of patients, but the plight of this little girl was tugging on her heartstrings . . . hard. And even though Ben knew something was brewing—he could tell by the look in her eyes—when she finally opened up after his rainy Saturday morning run and told him that she wanted to foster the little girl Cora had talked about in church, he thought she’d lost her mind. “You can’t be serious!”

“I am serious,” Macey replied, crossing her arms. “Grandy would’ve taken her in.”

“Things were different back then,” Ben countered, drying his wet hair with a towel.

“How?” Macey asked, even though she’d used the very same logic with her sister.

“People were different. The world was different . . . and your grandmother didn’t work.”

“My grandmother kept busy. She didn’t let anything stop her or get her down. Back then, you did what you had to do. You did what was right and you just kept going.”

“We do what is right,” Ben said, sounding exasperated. He shook his head in disbelief.

“We could do more,” she said, leaning against the counter. “Ben, we’ve been blessed with this great big house—it’s really too big for just the two of us, and we’ve always dreamed of filling it with little people, but we’ve only had one idea about who those little people should be. Maybe we’ve had the wrong idea.”

“Mace, weren’t we just at your parents’ last Saturday when you said there was no way you were adopting?”

“I did, and I still feel that way. But this wouldn’t be permanent. I don’t know, Ben, it’s just . . . well, I keep thinking about my grandmother—she had such an indomitable spirit. She was always the first to volunteer, the first to say, ‘Send me,’ and I know, even if she had ten kids, she wouldn’t hesitate to take in one more. Besides, I find it really odd—almost serendipitous—that Harper’s path and mine keep crossing—she was my patient at the office, she got her hair cut at the same salon I use, and now, she shows up at our church. Not to mention Harper is a name we both liked for a little girl if we ever had one. Don’t you see how this all seems to be happening for a reason?”

Ben took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Mace, honestly, we don’t know anything about her. Not to mention her medical issues.”

“I know about her medical issues. I just told you that she’s one of our patients. Cora brought her into the office for a follow-up after she was in the hospital.”

“Well, if your paths have crossed so often, how come she hardly acknowledged you at coffee hour?”

“I don’t know. I bet you’d have a hard time opening up to people, too, if you’d gone through what she has.”

“Oh, that sounds like a fun person to bring into our home,” Ben said, his voice edged with sarcasm.

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