Wanted- Developer by Sophie Dawson

Author:Sophie Dawson [Dawson, Sophie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781633760424
Publisher: Sophie Dawson Novels
Published: 2019-03-19T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Denver sat at the kitchen table while Connor ate a snack and told all about telling about Belle’s ‘adventure.’ His friends at school had been very impressed. At least that’s how Connor told it.

There were crumbs all over the table, as well as the boy’s face. He itched to wipe them away. Earlier when Neva had spilled her milk, he’d nearly jumped up, needing to get away from any that dripped off the table, even though it was nowhere near him. There were definitely adjustments to be made by him. It seemed children were messy.

They’d decided to wait a week to get married. Belle wanted the children to get to know him better and get used to him being around their house. He would be coming every evening for supper. Denver thought he’d need to get used to the noise and confusion of the children.

The day of their wedding would be the same day as the town social. It was being held to boost the morale of the town. Those who had lived here during the earthquakes were especially affected. Denver hoped some of the announcements he made would help people concentrate on the future rather than be mournful of the past.

Geneva and Belle were working on supper, and Neva was playing with her china head doll. Denver wondered if Connor would be hungry when they ate supper, having just eaten a large snack.

“Help me get Molly dressed.” A naked doll was shoved into his lap. Neva stood next to his chair, looking up at him with her big blue eyes. Strawberry blonde hair was tied up on each side of her head. He thought they had some sort of funny name. Some animal-tail. Her hair was quite curly, and she looked so cute. Denver thought she looked like her mother.

He could feel Belle’s and Geneva’s eyes on him. It felt like the first test of him being a father. Denver smiled, hoping his insecurity didn’t show. “What do you want to dress her in?” A dark green dress was plopped on top of the doll. He looked at it. How did one dress a doll? He had no clue.

Picking up the dress, he turned it around, studying it to find an opening. Ah, there was a large opening from the neck down the back into the skirt. He took the doll and worked the dress over its head. The arms were harder. Though they were made of cloth except for the hands, it was those hands that made getting the sleeves on difficult. The fingers caught on the lace in the cuffs. Finally, both sleeves were in place. He handed the doll back to Neva. Or tried to.

“Buttons. She needs her buttons done up.” Neva’s tone was one of disdain, as if he should have known.

The buttons were tiny. So were the buttonholes. Could he fasten them? His fingers fumbled. He could hear muffled chuckles, and looked at his future wife and mother-in-law. They turned quickly back to the stove.

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