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about what Drew might say in front of Cora. The only one who would do what? She braved a glance at him and dared to ask. “Do what?”
“Well, the reason we’ve been inviting you over for dinner so much lately is because, as you know, my wife died a couple years ago. Since then, the girls have had only me to depend on for advice. Well, since they’ve become teenagers, it’s gotten a trifle more complex. The girls had a meeting and came to me with the idea. We were wondering if we could do a little trade. We invite you to dinner, and you act as a beauty and social consultant for my daughters. They looked over the whole ward and decided that you were the one they wanted. What do you say?”
Megan smiled in acute relief. “Of course I will. Dinners or not, I’d be happy to help. Besides, it sounds like fun.”
Drew stood up beaming, acting much more relaxed. He had come through for his girls and they would be happy to see him tonight. “Wonderful. I’ll have the girls call you and set everything up.”
Megan showed Drew to the door, and turned in time to catch an odd expression on Cora’s face. She looked as if she had been zapped.
“Cora?”
“Who was that man, Megan? He seems familiar to me for some reason, but I can’t place him.”
Megan picked up her purse and sunglasses and followed Cora out the front door. “Drew Jarvis. He’s in my ward. He has five children—three girls, and two little boys. He’s a professor at the community college, he’s very nice, and—I’m glad to report—wonderfully uninterested in me.”
Cora stopped in mid -stride. “Wonderfully uninterested?’ What do you mean, Megan?”
Megan, who was used to the Excursion by now, hopped up easily into the passenger side.
“I mean, I was terrified he was looking at me to fill his wife’s shoes. Thank goodness he only needs me on a consultation basis. That’s about all I’m cut out for.”
Megan smiled as she said it, but knowing it was probably true still put a shadow in her eyes. Cora put one of her favorite CDs in the player and sang her heart out all the way to Salt Lake. As they reached the downtown area, Cora switched to light classical. Megan was relieved by the change and hoped her ears would stop ringing before the night was over. She knew what she was buying as soon as she got her commission check. Ear plugs.
It was a quick trip up to the top of the Joseph Smith Memorial Building, and even quicker to find The Roof. It was a Tuesday night, so fortunately it wasn’t too crowded. They both loaded up their plates and headed for their secluded seats by the window. The view was spectacular, but Megan had eyes only for the food. She hadn’t seen such food in years. Since her wedding breakfast to be exact. Poor Cora, she was going to keep her here all night long if that’s what it would take to eat her fill. She was in heaven and she never wanted to leave.
“So, Megan, what do you say to me setting you up on a date? I know the perfect guy. You’ll just love him, I know it.”
Megan choked on her jumbo shrimp and had to spit it into a napkin before she fully recovered. “Excuse me? What did you say?”
As if unaware of Megan’s mishap, Cora took a delicate bite of her calamari before meeting Megan’s eyes, which were still watering.
“Well, you’re such a wonderful girl, I just thought it might be fun for you to hook up with someone just as great. I can vouch for him. He’s perfectly harmless. And good looking. I think he’s gorgeous.”
Megan took a cautious sip of water to test her throat. It seemed to be working again.
“No.”
Cora put her fork down. “Why?”
“Because.”
“Because why?”
Megan laughed and stabbed a forkful of salad. “You’re stubborn, I can tell. But I have to warn you, I’m determined to take a long and refreshing break from dating. I haven’t had a date worth dressing up for in at least three years.”
Cora frowned, not even hungry anymore. This wasn’t turning
“Well, the reason we’ve been inviting you over for dinner so much lately is because, as you know, my wife died a couple years ago. Since then, the girls have had only me to depend on for advice. Well, since they’ve become teenagers, it’s gotten a trifle more complex. The girls had a meeting and came to me with the idea. We were wondering if we could do a little trade. We invite you to dinner, and you act as a beauty and social consultant for my daughters. They looked over the whole ward and decided that you were the one they wanted. What do you say?”
Megan smiled in acute relief. “Of course I will. Dinners or not, I’d be happy to help. Besides, it sounds like fun.”
Drew stood up beaming, acting much more relaxed. He had come through for his girls and they would be happy to see him tonight. “Wonderful. I’ll have the girls call you and set everything up.”
Megan showed Drew to the door, and turned in time to catch an odd expression on Cora’s face. She looked as if she had been zapped.
“Cora?”
“Who was that man, Megan? He seems familiar to me for some reason, but I can’t place him.”
Megan picked up her purse and sunglasses and followed Cora out the front door. “Drew Jarvis. He’s in my ward. He has five children—three girls, and two little boys. He’s a professor at the community college, he’s very nice, and—I’m glad to report—wonderfully uninterested in me.”
Cora stopped in mid -stride. “Wonderfully uninterested?’ What do you mean, Megan?”
Megan, who was used to the Excursion by now, hopped up easily into the passenger side.
“I mean, I was terrified he was looking at me to fill his wife’s shoes. Thank goodness he only needs me on a consultation basis. That’s about all I’m cut out for.”
Megan smiled as she said it, but knowing it was probably true still put a shadow in her eyes. Cora put one of her favorite CDs in the player and sang her heart out all the way to Salt Lake. As they reached the downtown area, Cora switched to light classical. Megan was relieved by the change and hoped her ears would stop ringing before the night was over. She knew what she was buying as soon as she got her commission check. Ear plugs.
It was a quick trip up to the top of the Joseph Smith Memorial Building, and even quicker to find The Roof. It was a Tuesday night, so fortunately it wasn’t too crowded. They both loaded up their plates and headed for their secluded seats by the window. The view was spectacular, but Megan had eyes only for the food. She hadn’t seen such food in years. Since her wedding breakfast to be exact. Poor Cora, she was going to keep her here all night long if that’s what it would take to eat her fill. She was in heaven and she never wanted to leave.
“So, Megan, what do you say to me setting you up on a date? I know the perfect guy. You’ll just love him, I know it.”
Megan choked on her jumbo shrimp and had to spit it into a napkin before she fully recovered. “Excuse me? What did you say?”
As if unaware of Megan’s mishap, Cora took a delicate bite of her calamari before meeting Megan’s eyes, which were still watering.
“Well, you’re such a wonderful girl, I just thought it might be fun for you to hook up with someone just as great. I can vouch for him. He’s perfectly harmless. And good looking. I think he’s gorgeous.”
Megan took a cautious sip of water to test her throat. It seemed to be working again.
“No.”
Cora put her fork down. “Why?”
“Because.”
“Because why?”
Megan laughed and stabbed a forkful of salad. “You’re stubborn, I can tell. But I have to warn you, I’m determined to take a long and refreshing break from dating. I haven’t had a date worth dressing up for in at least three years.”
Cora frowned, not even hungry anymore. This wasn’t turning
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