On Tuesday, Louise and Danny stopped
by. “Do you still want Danny to tell
stories, Megan?” Danny’s face lit up.
“You bet!”
Megan’s heart warmed at the sight of this very sweet
young man. “In fact, I
had your names on my To Do List to call you today. Chris worked up a flyer and some posters, so let's talk about dates. What stories do you want to tell, Danny?”
“I want to tell Do You Want to Be My
Friend? and Polar Bear, Polar Bear, What Do you Hear? Are they good ones, Megan?” His face showed so much excitement that for a
second she felt desperate that it be a success for Danny’s sake.
“Danny, those are great choices!”
“Thank you, Megan, I will do my best.” Danny spoke his words with careful diction.
The rest of the day went well with several
customers cashing in their gift certificates for good gray-day, winter reading.
Just before closing, Stephen walked through
the door. “Hey, Stranger, I haven’t seen
you in ages--in fact, hardly since Thanksgiving. Where have you been keeping yourself?”
“Actually,” said Stephen, “I was so busy
with the Christmas program and other things going on at the church. And then I spent several days around
Christmas with friends in Portland. I haven’t been ignoring you—honestly.”
“Well, you have been missed. Isabelle and Rachael spent Christmas with
Emily and me. Diane and the Boys went to
see family at the coast. And I’ve been
busy here. We must all get together
again. Thanksgiving was so much
fun! You’ll have to ask your friend,
Michael, to come down again!”
A shadow crossed Stephen’s face. It was slight, but Megan noticed it
immediately. “Is Michael OK, Stephen?”
“Yes, but do you think we could get
together for dinner again. I really need
to talk with you.”
“Sure, Stephen, why not come up to my
place? Emily goes to bed at 8:30 on
school nights, so we’d have privacy.
You’re looking so serious. Are
you sure everything is OK?”
“Well, it’s not OK on one hand, but very OK
on the other. I’d like to wait and talk
about it when we can get together.”
“Sure.
Will Thursday work for you? You
have Prayer Meeting on Wednesday, don’t you?
How about 6:30?”
“Hey, that would be great. Thank you.
I’ll be here.” Stephen left
without another word. Megan stood
looking at the door wondering what Stephen would be saying on Thursday. Does
he suspect that I have just a bit of a
crush on him and he wants to tell me he has no interest? Or he’s found the love of his life? OK, Megan, don’t start making assumptions….
Chris walked through the door singing on
Thursday afternoon. “Hmmm, you must be
in love!” Megan had the feeling since
winter break that Chris had more going on in his life than previously.
Chris smiled. “Well, as a matter of fact, I think I’m in like.”
Megan laughed. “I haven't heard that expression in years! Are you going to tell me
about her? Do I have to hold back your
paycheck until I get a full report?” She
hoped Chris enjoyed her teasing as much as she loved giving it out.
“I’m not divulging anything yet. I’ll tell you after our first date.”
"I’d like to stick around and prod
you, but I’m going to see some art work that I may be hanging in the shop. Call me on my cell phone if you need
me. I won’t be gone too long.”
Because of the temperatures—in the low
30’s—Megan drove the short distance.
To be continued...
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