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Authors: Diane Greenwood Muir
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Nate's?"
"I'm driving to your house right now. Do you want me to pick something up? What about the Riveras?"
"Come on over. I was thinking pizza. I can feed Andrew and Jason and the Riveras and you and me with a couple of those."
"I'll be there in a minute."
Polly thought about it and sent one more text, "Do you two want to come over for pizza in about a half hour?"
Doug Randall immediately responded with "Yes! What should we bring?"
"No worries. I've got it," she sent back.
Life was much more fun with a people around and the more she fed this evening, the more varieties of pizza she could explain. She called Pizzazz downtown and placed her order, then texted Jason to let him know there would be food for all of them, Eliseo included, when they were finished. There. That should do it.
She gathered up the photos, card and letter and set them on the bookshelf in a corner so they would be out of the way, and went to the kitchen to rummage around for paper plates and cups. Once everything was on the peninsula, she ran across the hall to the room where the Riveras were staying and softly knocked.
Jose opened the door and stepped outside.
"I'm having a little party in my apartment tonight. We're eating pizza. Would you and Maria please come over? I'd like you to meet Eliseo Aquila. He works here and sometimes I feel badly that I don't speak Spanish. Eliseo does and it might make things a little easier for you two while you're here."
"We're okay," he protested. "You've done too much. As soon as the car is fixed, we'll go away."
"Please come over," Polly repeated. "I want you to meet Eliseo. Please?" She knew it sounded as if she were begging, but she didn't care. There was no way she could have a family living under her roof and not make sure they were well taken care of.
"Maria is sleeping." He looked at the watch on his hand.
"I'll send Andrew over in about forty-five minutes. If she's still sleeping, maybe you could come for a while." Polly wasn't letting him get out of this evening if she could help it.
He finally nodded. "Forty-five minutes," he said.
"Good. I'm glad." Polly went back to her apartment and found Henry sitting on the chair by her bookshelves reading the letter.
When he looked up at her, his eyes were glistening. "Do you think she ever got this?"
"I don't know," Polly said. "I was going to ask what you thought."
"Had it been opened before you got to it?"
"I don't think so. How do we even start looking for her?"
He shrugged. "I suppose we go back to see Simon on Monday and find out where he got the dresser. Then we begin asking questions. I have to think that people would remember an accident which killed a family and left a little girl alone."
"Marian would probably be about Lydia's age. Maybe she knows something." Polly leaned against the bookshelf. "We're going to have an apartment full of people tonight. I've invited Doug and Billy, told Jason and Andrew to come up and bring Eliseo and I just invited the Riveras. Let's put this away until tomorrow."
Henry folded up the letter and put everything back together and slipped it into the envelope. "That's so sad. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could tell someone how much she was loved?"
"Yes, it really would be," Polly leaned over and kissed his forehead. "Being loved is a pretty amazing thing."
CHAPTER SIX
"Come on, let’s go!" Obiwan was sleeping in a sunbeam and Polly was ready to head outside. He stood up and stretched, then waited while she put the leash on. They walked to the corner garden where a group of people were gathered. The churches in town were working together this afternoon to build the structure for the Living Nativity. She found Lydia standing off to one side, watching as hay bales were stacked around the wooden walls to add insulation as well as stability.
"Hi, dear," Lydia said. "What do you think?"
"This is so cool. It will be beautiful!"
"We've been advertising in the area.
"I'm driving to your house right now. Do you want me to pick something up? What about the Riveras?"
"Come on over. I was thinking pizza. I can feed Andrew and Jason and the Riveras and you and me with a couple of those."
"I'll be there in a minute."
Polly thought about it and sent one more text, "Do you two want to come over for pizza in about a half hour?"
Doug Randall immediately responded with "Yes! What should we bring?"
"No worries. I've got it," she sent back.
Life was much more fun with a people around and the more she fed this evening, the more varieties of pizza she could explain. She called Pizzazz downtown and placed her order, then texted Jason to let him know there would be food for all of them, Eliseo included, when they were finished. There. That should do it.
She gathered up the photos, card and letter and set them on the bookshelf in a corner so they would be out of the way, and went to the kitchen to rummage around for paper plates and cups. Once everything was on the peninsula, she ran across the hall to the room where the Riveras were staying and softly knocked.
Jose opened the door and stepped outside.
"I'm having a little party in my apartment tonight. We're eating pizza. Would you and Maria please come over? I'd like you to meet Eliseo Aquila. He works here and sometimes I feel badly that I don't speak Spanish. Eliseo does and it might make things a little easier for you two while you're here."
"We're okay," he protested. "You've done too much. As soon as the car is fixed, we'll go away."
"Please come over," Polly repeated. "I want you to meet Eliseo. Please?" She knew it sounded as if she were begging, but she didn't care. There was no way she could have a family living under her roof and not make sure they were well taken care of.
"Maria is sleeping." He looked at the watch on his hand.
"I'll send Andrew over in about forty-five minutes. If she's still sleeping, maybe you could come for a while." Polly wasn't letting him get out of this evening if she could help it.
He finally nodded. "Forty-five minutes," he said.
"Good. I'm glad." Polly went back to her apartment and found Henry sitting on the chair by her bookshelves reading the letter.
When he looked up at her, his eyes were glistening. "Do you think she ever got this?"
"I don't know," Polly said. "I was going to ask what you thought."
"Had it been opened before you got to it?"
"I don't think so. How do we even start looking for her?"
He shrugged. "I suppose we go back to see Simon on Monday and find out where he got the dresser. Then we begin asking questions. I have to think that people would remember an accident which killed a family and left a little girl alone."
"Marian would probably be about Lydia's age. Maybe she knows something." Polly leaned against the bookshelf. "We're going to have an apartment full of people tonight. I've invited Doug and Billy, told Jason and Andrew to come up and bring Eliseo and I just invited the Riveras. Let's put this away until tomorrow."
Henry folded up the letter and put everything back together and slipped it into the envelope. "That's so sad. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could tell someone how much she was loved?"
"Yes, it really would be," Polly leaned over and kissed his forehead. "Being loved is a pretty amazing thing."
CHAPTER SIX
"Come on, let’s go!" Obiwan was sleeping in a sunbeam and Polly was ready to head outside. He stood up and stretched, then waited while she put the leash on. They walked to the corner garden where a group of people were gathered. The churches in town were working together this afternoon to build the structure for the Living Nativity. She found Lydia standing off to one side, watching as hay bales were stacked around the wooden walls to add insulation as well as stability.
"Hi, dear," Lydia said. "What do you think?"
"This is so cool. It will be beautiful!"
"We've been advertising in the area.
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