Read Online Cassidy (Big Sky Dreams 1) by Lori Wick - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Lori Wick
Tags: Fiction, General, Romance, Montana, Western, Love Stories, Western Stories, Christian fiction, Religious, Christian, Westerns, INSPIRATIONAL ROMANCE, Women Tailors
Ads: Link
down on the street."
Cassidy listened to this and felt just a bit amazed. It never occurred to her that these men had given this any thought. It was nice. She felt cared for, but it was also a surprise.
Music could be heard coming from inside the church now, and Cassidy moved toward the door. The men trailed her, and the three sat together. Rylan started the service just a few minutes later.
"Are we set?" Brad asked Meg, looking around the laden table, seeing that she had put on another great meal.
"I think so," she told him with a smile and then said to the group, "If you want something you don't see, just ask."
Everyone sat down, and Brad prayed. "Father God, it's a privilege to have Rylan and Cassie join us. Thank You for their presence in our lives. Thank You for the fine meal, all the hands that worked on it, and Your great provision to us. Amen."
No other words were needed. Food and conversation were in abundant supply, and no one wanted to waste either. They spent more than an hour eating and talking, and then without further discussion, all ended up in the kitchen doing the dishes in record time.
"Meg is going to lie down for a while," Brad said when things wound down a bit and the group began to make their way back to the living room. "Don't feel like you have to rush away."
"If you don't mind," Rylan said, taking the opportunity, "Cassie and I are going to take a little walk down by your stream."
66"Sounds good," Brad said encouragingly. "We'll have dessert when everyone is back."
Cassidy had not been expecting this, but she appreciated Rylan remembering that she wanted to talk. The pastor headed toward the door, and Cassidy followed.
"I hope this was all right," Rylan said as they left the porch. "Thank you for remembering."
"How are things at the store?" Rylan asked.
"Much better than I ever dreamed. I'm not going to retire wealthy, but I have plenty to live on."
"What's your favorite part about the work?"
"Well, I love to sew, but the people are the best part. It's never the same twice."
"Token Creek is a special place."
"I didn't know that a year ago at this time, but it's very clear to me now."
"We've never talked about how you came here."
"I tell people I was looking for a business opportunity, and that's true, but it's not the whole story."
Walking along the stream, Cassidy told Rylan about her past, the painful details of her family, and her biggest burden of all: whether she'd been wrong to keep this information to herself.
"Whom do you think you should have told?" Rylan asked.
"I don't know. Meg doesn't seem to think it's everyone's business, but I wonder if I should be more open about it."
"I can't see a reason to broadcast your life, Cassie. Unless I've missed something you're not seeing any of the men in the church family. You would certainly have to share if that were the case."
"No, you haven't missed anything," Cassidy reported without bitterness. "There's no romance in my life."
Rylan watched her for a moment. She was so special. He could think of several young men who would do well to have her as a wife.
"Thank you, Pastor, for hearing me out," Cassidy said, "and not holding anything against me."
67"There's nothing to hold against you, Cassie."
The two started back toward the ranch house, the conversation moving to the sermon and Rylan's reminders that morning about showing hospitality. Cassidy said she'd learned a lot about that from Meg.
By the time they got back to the house that lady had gotten up from her rest. The five of them enjoyed the pie Cassidy had brought and visited for the rest of the afternoon.
c-yt,irz.
"Is Rylan interested in Cassidy?" Brad asked Trace when the men were out Sunday evening feeding the stock.
"Are you referring to the walk they took this afternoon?" "Yes. Is there something going on?"
"I don't think so," Trace said. "If Rylan planned to pursue Cass, he wouldn't wait until they were here to do it. They live four blocks apart."
Brad
Cassidy listened to this and felt just a bit amazed. It never occurred to her that these men had given this any thought. It was nice. She felt cared for, but it was also a surprise.
Music could be heard coming from inside the church now, and Cassidy moved toward the door. The men trailed her, and the three sat together. Rylan started the service just a few minutes later.
"Are we set?" Brad asked Meg, looking around the laden table, seeing that she had put on another great meal.
"I think so," she told him with a smile and then said to the group, "If you want something you don't see, just ask."
Everyone sat down, and Brad prayed. "Father God, it's a privilege to have Rylan and Cassie join us. Thank You for their presence in our lives. Thank You for the fine meal, all the hands that worked on it, and Your great provision to us. Amen."
No other words were needed. Food and conversation were in abundant supply, and no one wanted to waste either. They spent more than an hour eating and talking, and then without further discussion, all ended up in the kitchen doing the dishes in record time.
"Meg is going to lie down for a while," Brad said when things wound down a bit and the group began to make their way back to the living room. "Don't feel like you have to rush away."
"If you don't mind," Rylan said, taking the opportunity, "Cassie and I are going to take a little walk down by your stream."
66"Sounds good," Brad said encouragingly. "We'll have dessert when everyone is back."
Cassidy had not been expecting this, but she appreciated Rylan remembering that she wanted to talk. The pastor headed toward the door, and Cassidy followed.
"I hope this was all right," Rylan said as they left the porch. "Thank you for remembering."
"How are things at the store?" Rylan asked.
"Much better than I ever dreamed. I'm not going to retire wealthy, but I have plenty to live on."
"What's your favorite part about the work?"
"Well, I love to sew, but the people are the best part. It's never the same twice."
"Token Creek is a special place."
"I didn't know that a year ago at this time, but it's very clear to me now."
"We've never talked about how you came here."
"I tell people I was looking for a business opportunity, and that's true, but it's not the whole story."
Walking along the stream, Cassidy told Rylan about her past, the painful details of her family, and her biggest burden of all: whether she'd been wrong to keep this information to herself.
"Whom do you think you should have told?" Rylan asked.
"I don't know. Meg doesn't seem to think it's everyone's business, but I wonder if I should be more open about it."
"I can't see a reason to broadcast your life, Cassie. Unless I've missed something you're not seeing any of the men in the church family. You would certainly have to share if that were the case."
"No, you haven't missed anything," Cassidy reported without bitterness. "There's no romance in my life."
Rylan watched her for a moment. She was so special. He could think of several young men who would do well to have her as a wife.
"Thank you, Pastor, for hearing me out," Cassidy said, "and not holding anything against me."
67"There's nothing to hold against you, Cassie."
The two started back toward the ranch house, the conversation moving to the sermon and Rylan's reminders that morning about showing hospitality. Cassidy said she'd learned a lot about that from Meg.
By the time they got back to the house that lady had gotten up from her rest. The five of them enjoyed the pie Cassidy had brought and visited for the rest of the afternoon.
c-yt,irz.
"Is Rylan interested in Cassidy?" Brad asked Trace when the men were out Sunday evening feeding the stock.
"Are you referring to the walk they took this afternoon?" "Yes. Is there something going on?"
"I don't think so," Trace said. "If Rylan planned to pursue Cass, he wouldn't wait until they were here to do it. They live four blocks apart."
Brad
Similar Books
