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town. He had a list a mile long from Lela, another from Gordon. There was no end to chores. This one was a break from the usual.
He slowed as he entered the city limits. Boys and girls from six to sixteen were everywhere; tossing basketballs into hoops hanging on garages, riding skateboards or bikes. School was out for the summer, and it was a gorgeous day to play in the sun. For a quick moment, he wished he’d been there for his kids when they were the age of those he saw now.
But it had taken him too long to see what was going on right under his nose.
Thankfully, they were both working. Gordon hadn’t complained about Rey any more than he did the kid, Joe. Beau hadn’t heard from Dani at all. He didn’t know if that was good news or bad. He didn’t dare speculate.
Finding a parking space, he decided to stop at Molly’s for a cup of coffee and one of her famous cinnamon rolls before he got started.
Looking around, he saw there were more people than usual out and about, probably because of the near perfect weather. His heart almost stopped when he saw Nell’s red hair glinting in the sun. In jeans and shirt, she looked as young as her daughter. Absorbed in the list in her hand, she didn’t see him.
He went to greet her. She hadn’t been out of his thoughts all this time, and seeing her now he knew why. He thought he might be a little bit infatuated. How could he not be? She was a calm, compassionate, and competent woman, pretty as a picture, and he liked her.
She was right next to him, still absorbed in her list. “Hi!”
Stopping suddenly, she put a hand over her heart. “Beau! You startled me.”
“Sorry.” He couldn’t keep from staring. Green eyes pulled him in. “Shopping, I see.”
Nell chuckled. “I am. What brings you into town?”
“Same thing. Two long lists, but first a cup of coffee and a roll at Molly’s. Why don’t you join me?”
She looked around, as if searching for an excuse to decline.
“It won’t take long, and you know Molly’s rolls always make one feel better. Maybe they’ll give us a boost to get through our lists faster.”
****
“Not likely. But who could refuse such an offer?” Especially since he looked so good this morning. His Stetson looked new, his boots had a shine, and his jeans were creased just so. Beau Chandler, in the short time he’d been here, already had the look of a Texas rancher.
He took her arm, and they went into the café. Every eye in the place watched as he escorted her to a booth in the back.
“You know the town likes nothing better than to have something to gossip about,” Nellie said as she slid into her seat.
“So I’ve heard.” He slid in next to her instead of taking the seat across. “Will having a cup of coffee with a neighbor start tongues wagging?”
Nellie moved over as close to the wall as she could. Beau was too close. She didn’t like it. “It could. Especially since you should be sitting over there.” She pointed to the bench across from them.
“I like it here.”
“Beau…”
Molly interrupted. “Haven’t seen you in a while, Nellie.”
“Do you know our neighbor, Beau Chandler?” Nellie asked.
“Sure do. He’s a Saturday regular.” She looked at them and smiled. “Do you need a menu?”
“Two cups of coffee and two of your famous rolls.”
“Coming right up,” she said, but didn’t move. “See your daughter once in a while since she started working for Emma.”
“Really?”
“How is she doing?” Nellie asked. She’d called Emma for a report, but got little out of her.
“Seems okay. From what I see, she and Emma are quite a pair.”
“What do you mean?” Nellie asked.
Molly chuckled. “You’ll have to see them together to understand.”
She went to fill their order. With a limp in her step, she went slower than usual. Nellie realized for the first time that, like all of them, Molly was getting old.
“Wonder what she meant?” Beau said. “I’m concerned already. Does
He slowed as he entered the city limits. Boys and girls from six to sixteen were everywhere; tossing basketballs into hoops hanging on garages, riding skateboards or bikes. School was out for the summer, and it was a gorgeous day to play in the sun. For a quick moment, he wished he’d been there for his kids when they were the age of those he saw now.
But it had taken him too long to see what was going on right under his nose.
Thankfully, they were both working. Gordon hadn’t complained about Rey any more than he did the kid, Joe. Beau hadn’t heard from Dani at all. He didn’t know if that was good news or bad. He didn’t dare speculate.
Finding a parking space, he decided to stop at Molly’s for a cup of coffee and one of her famous cinnamon rolls before he got started.
Looking around, he saw there were more people than usual out and about, probably because of the near perfect weather. His heart almost stopped when he saw Nell’s red hair glinting in the sun. In jeans and shirt, she looked as young as her daughter. Absorbed in the list in her hand, she didn’t see him.
He went to greet her. She hadn’t been out of his thoughts all this time, and seeing her now he knew why. He thought he might be a little bit infatuated. How could he not be? She was a calm, compassionate, and competent woman, pretty as a picture, and he liked her.
She was right next to him, still absorbed in her list. “Hi!”
Stopping suddenly, she put a hand over her heart. “Beau! You startled me.”
“Sorry.” He couldn’t keep from staring. Green eyes pulled him in. “Shopping, I see.”
Nell chuckled. “I am. What brings you into town?”
“Same thing. Two long lists, but first a cup of coffee and a roll at Molly’s. Why don’t you join me?”
She looked around, as if searching for an excuse to decline.
“It won’t take long, and you know Molly’s rolls always make one feel better. Maybe they’ll give us a boost to get through our lists faster.”
****
“Not likely. But who could refuse such an offer?” Especially since he looked so good this morning. His Stetson looked new, his boots had a shine, and his jeans were creased just so. Beau Chandler, in the short time he’d been here, already had the look of a Texas rancher.
He took her arm, and they went into the café. Every eye in the place watched as he escorted her to a booth in the back.
“You know the town likes nothing better than to have something to gossip about,” Nellie said as she slid into her seat.
“So I’ve heard.” He slid in next to her instead of taking the seat across. “Will having a cup of coffee with a neighbor start tongues wagging?”
Nellie moved over as close to the wall as she could. Beau was too close. She didn’t like it. “It could. Especially since you should be sitting over there.” She pointed to the bench across from them.
“I like it here.”
“Beau…”
Molly interrupted. “Haven’t seen you in a while, Nellie.”
“Do you know our neighbor, Beau Chandler?” Nellie asked.
“Sure do. He’s a Saturday regular.” She looked at them and smiled. “Do you need a menu?”
“Two cups of coffee and two of your famous rolls.”
“Coming right up,” she said, but didn’t move. “See your daughter once in a while since she started working for Emma.”
“Really?”
“How is she doing?” Nellie asked. She’d called Emma for a report, but got little out of her.
“Seems okay. From what I see, she and Emma are quite a pair.”
“What do you mean?” Nellie asked.
Molly chuckled. “You’ll have to see them together to understand.”
She went to fill their order. With a limp in her step, she went slower than usual. Nellie realized for the first time that, like all of them, Molly was getting old.
“Wonder what she meant?” Beau said. “I’m concerned already. Does
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