This Time in Timberline by Morey Jennifer

Author:Morey, Jennifer [Morey, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Curtis Brown Digital
Published: 2012-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

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Mason ran his hand along the glossy sky blue paint and whistled long.

"She's a beauty all right," Sheldon said from behind him.

The original silver luggage rack gleamed along with the rest of the chrome trim. White walled tires matched the ragtop, which Sheldon had put down to reveal the finished interior, which he'd completely restored. Leather bucket seats and a small rear bench seat were polished.

"Put ya a Bose stereo in there. Seemed a shame to settle for the original. Satellite radio, too."

"Nice." Mason opened the door and slid into the seat. He put his hand on the gearshift. A grin came unbidden and satisfaction surged in him.

Sheldon leaned his hands on the open window frame. "I heard Utah's back from her golfing trip. Maybe you should pick her up and take her for a Sunday afternoon ride."

Going still, Mason looked at Sheldon.

"She's over at Ro's right now."

"How do you know that?"

"My wife stopped by for lunch earlier. Saw her drive back into town. Saw her walk down the street and turn on Second, too. Not much down that way, 'cept Ro's."

Irritated that he'd actually contemplated going over there, Mason pretended to fiddle with the blinkers. "Yeah, well, I'd rather take a drive alone."

"I thought you and Utah were seeing each other."

He swung his head to get a better look at Sheldon. "What gave you that idea?"

The mechanic straightened and shrugged. "I saw you with her that day you came to the garage...and my wife hears things." He shrugged again. "You know how it is."

"Yeah." Too well. This town was unbelievable.

"Nothin' wrong with the two of you being together. Seems to me a good match."

That sentiment was a scourge in this town. "I'm not going to be here long. Utah and I are just friends."

"You say so."

Fighting back an annoyed retort, he held his hand out the window. "Keys?"

Sheldon went to his workbench where a panel of keys hung and returned with the old Mustang's keys, dropping them in Mason's hand. He'd already paid, so there was no point in delaying.

"Thanks for doing such a great job on her," he said.

Sheldon beamed. "My pleasure. You notice anything not quite right, you bring her on back here."

"Will do." Mason started the engine. It purred. Shifting into first, he drove out of the garage and into the sunny warm day.

He had to stop by his dad's office to help him move a new refrigerator into the break room, then he had the rest of the day to cruise. The town was bustling with tourists. He couldn't find a place to park on Main so he turned on Second. Figures, the only place to park was just past Ro's. He passed it and drove around the block. Nowhere. Back down Second, the same spot was still open.

Inwardly cursing his luck, he parked and got out, admiring the sleek paint job of his Mustang instead of giving in to curiosity and looking in the window of Ro's Blooms. A fate higher than his will seemed in operation this afternoon.

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