with him on a science project or before finals. It was so nice to be on the giving end. And it was about time for his mom to start receiving.
Seven
MEGAN WAS SURPRISED WHEN Cora pulled out a checkbook and wrote out the check for the full amount of the lot. The other realtor looked taken aback as well. As she walked out of the office, the first thing Cora wanted to do was go rip the “For Sale” sign off her lot. Megan laughed at this, wanting to go with her, but she had responsibilities back at the office. She had to take all the phone calls and walk-ins for the next four hours until Dean came in, so Cora reluctantly agreed to take her back to the office.
“I’d like to take you out to dinner to celebrate, Megan. I can never thank you enough for finding me the most beautiful lot in the world. Do you like Italian? What do you think? I’m kind of craving Mexican.”
Megan climbed up into the Ford Excursion and couldn’t help laughing with happiness. It was amazing sometimes, how Heavenly Father blessed your life through the actions of others. Not only was she making six percent commission off the lot Cora just bought, but she would make a six percent commission off of Cora’s house when it sold and also on the future house through the builder. Life was looking up for her.
“Cora, you don’t have to take me out to dinner. I’m sure there are tons of other people you’d rather go out and celebrate with.”
Cora drove towards Megan’s office, not bothering to put in her new CD. It was too new and special and she wanted it all to herself for a while.
“Not really. My family only invites me over for special occasions and birthdays. And my friends still have all of their families around, so nights are out. It’s a good thing I like my own company so much, huh? So what do you say, Chinese?”
Megan smiled gratefully at Cora. “You got yourself a date, Cora, but I insist on treating. What would you say if I took you to The Roof for dinner?”
Cora looked in surprise over at the young woman who was laughing in anticipation. Had she been wrong? Did Megan have money? She hadn’t thought so.
“I won a gift certificate last week and I’ve been scratching my head over who to take. You’ll be perfect, and I won’t even have to worry about whether or not to kiss you good night. What do you say?”
“I say I’ll pick you up at six.”
Eight
MEGAN HEARD THE KNOCK on the door and frowned at the clock. Cora was twenty minutes early. She must really be eager to celebrate. But when Megan opened the door, she was surprised to see Drew Jarvis.
“Brother Jarvis, what a surprise,” she said forcing a smile. The older man smiled apologetically and asked if he could come in for a few minutes. Megan felt a familiar knot of dread start to form in her stomach, but she shut the door and motioned toward a faded arm chair. If he asked her over for dinner again, she’d just have to tell him that she just wasn’t interested. She hated situations like this.
“First off, I’d like to say how sorry I am—”
The sudden ringing of the doorbell interrupted Drew’s speech and Megan leapt up from the couch to get the door. Any interruption right then would be very welcome.
It was Cora and she looked great. She was wearing a slim black skirt and a short sleeve gray cashmere sweater.
“Oh, you have company. Should I come back in a little while? I am a little early,” Cora asked.
Drew looked flustered, but stood up from the chair and walked over to Cora.
“Hello, I’m Drew. Please don’t leave on my account. I was just here to ask a favor of Megan.”
Megan was a little confused. A favor?
“Of course, you should stay, Cora. Don’t be silly. What can I do for you, Brother Jarvis?”
Drew sat back down and cleared his throat a few times. “Well, I’ve discussed the situation with my three daughters at length, and they’re convinced you’re the only one who will do.”
Megan looked down at her toes, worried now
Seven
MEGAN WAS SURPRISED WHEN Cora pulled out a checkbook and wrote out the check for the full amount of the lot. The other realtor looked taken aback as well. As she walked out of the office, the first thing Cora wanted to do was go rip the “For Sale” sign off her lot. Megan laughed at this, wanting to go with her, but she had responsibilities back at the office. She had to take all the phone calls and walk-ins for the next four hours until Dean came in, so Cora reluctantly agreed to take her back to the office.
“I’d like to take you out to dinner to celebrate, Megan. I can never thank you enough for finding me the most beautiful lot in the world. Do you like Italian? What do you think? I’m kind of craving Mexican.”
Megan climbed up into the Ford Excursion and couldn’t help laughing with happiness. It was amazing sometimes, how Heavenly Father blessed your life through the actions of others. Not only was she making six percent commission off the lot Cora just bought, but she would make a six percent commission off of Cora’s house when it sold and also on the future house through the builder. Life was looking up for her.
“Cora, you don’t have to take me out to dinner. I’m sure there are tons of other people you’d rather go out and celebrate with.”
Cora drove towards Megan’s office, not bothering to put in her new CD. It was too new and special and she wanted it all to herself for a while.
“Not really. My family only invites me over for special occasions and birthdays. And my friends still have all of their families around, so nights are out. It’s a good thing I like my own company so much, huh? So what do you say, Chinese?”
Megan smiled gratefully at Cora. “You got yourself a date, Cora, but I insist on treating. What would you say if I took you to The Roof for dinner?”
Cora looked in surprise over at the young woman who was laughing in anticipation. Had she been wrong? Did Megan have money? She hadn’t thought so.
“I won a gift certificate last week and I’ve been scratching my head over who to take. You’ll be perfect, and I won’t even have to worry about whether or not to kiss you good night. What do you say?”
“I say I’ll pick you up at six.”
Eight
MEGAN HEARD THE KNOCK on the door and frowned at the clock. Cora was twenty minutes early. She must really be eager to celebrate. But when Megan opened the door, she was surprised to see Drew Jarvis.
“Brother Jarvis, what a surprise,” she said forcing a smile. The older man smiled apologetically and asked if he could come in for a few minutes. Megan felt a familiar knot of dread start to form in her stomach, but she shut the door and motioned toward a faded arm chair. If he asked her over for dinner again, she’d just have to tell him that she just wasn’t interested. She hated situations like this.
“First off, I’d like to say how sorry I am—”
The sudden ringing of the doorbell interrupted Drew’s speech and Megan leapt up from the couch to get the door. Any interruption right then would be very welcome.
It was Cora and she looked great. She was wearing a slim black skirt and a short sleeve gray cashmere sweater.
“Oh, you have company. Should I come back in a little while? I am a little early,” Cora asked.
Drew looked flustered, but stood up from the chair and walked over to Cora.
“Hello, I’m Drew. Please don’t leave on my account. I was just here to ask a favor of Megan.”
Megan was a little confused. A favor?
“Of course, you should stay, Cora. Don’t be silly. What can I do for you, Brother Jarvis?”
Drew sat back down and cleared his throat a few times. “Well, I’ve discussed the situation with my three daughters at length, and they’re convinced you’re the only one who will do.”
Megan looked down at her toes, worried now
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