Pure Serendipity by Becky Melby

Author:Becky Melby
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2013-10-01T00:00:00+00:00

twelve

Ruby pushed the receiver against her ear. “I can hardly hear you.”

“I don’t dare talk much louder.” Burt’s voice, a strained stage whisper, sounded urgent. “You have to rescue me. I’m being held in the hospital against my will. Kimberly, my daughter. . .I repeat—my daughter is going to do a prostate exam. I didn’t agree to that. What’s that part of me have to do with my heart? I’m not—”

“I’ll come get you.” The phone shook with the laugh she tried to keep silent. “But you’re two hours away.”

“That’s okay. After my ECG, I’ll get out of here. If I have to hide somewhere, I’ll call. . .wait—you don’t have a cell phone.”

Ruby untied her apron as she headed to the front. “I’ll borrow one. Give me your number.” She grabbed a marking pen off the counter and scribbled on the back of her hand. “I’ll call you when I get in the car.”

In something under three minutes, she had borrowed Sue’s cell phone, explained about the list of orders to be packaged and the half-filled pan of muffins in the kitchen, and was headed toward Rockford Memorial Hospital.

She typed in Burt’s number before putting the car in gear but didn’t push Send until after she turned onto Highway 20. She assured him she was on her way, tried not to laugh at his predicament, and drove out of town, her pulse feeling like it bested the number on her speedometer by a good fifty points. It was a silly rescue mission, but Burt needed her—and the knowledge was exhilarating. The irony wasn’t lost on her. Three weeks after declaring her glorious independence, and here she was ecstatic about being needed.

“Lord, do I confuse You as much as I confuse me? I think for a change I’m just going to go with the flow and not try to figure it all out. You put Burt in my life, and I hate that it had to be at the end of it, but I’m just going to trust Your timing and enjoy every minute of it.” She turned on a Christian music station and for the next hour sang along with every praise song she knew. She was just coming up to Freeport when Sue’s phone rang. She pulled to the side of the road so she could see the caller ID. It was Burt. “Hi.”

“Okay. . .so I have a little. . .problem. Don’t laugh, okay?”

She was already starting to. “Okay.”

“Somebody took my clothes.”

She didn’t laugh. She erupted. Tears streaming down her face, she attempted to speak but couldn’t.

“When you get over your fit, will you do me a favor?” Burt sounded distant, as if he was holding the phone at arm’s length to avoid the full force of her mirth.

“Of c–course. You w–want me to buy you clothes, right?”

“Yes.” He rattled off sizes. “And shoes. Size twelve.”

“Got it.”

“Thanks. I owe you one,” he answered in monotone.

“I’m getting paid in giggles. I haven’t laughed this much in years.”

“Glad I could help.

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