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microphone as if he were a born public speaker. She envied him that confidence. She doubted she could have said two words without getting all tongue-tied. He just stood there calmly until the murmurs died down. Then it seemed as if his gaze sought her out. It was as if he were addressing his remarks straight to her.
    “How y’all doing?” he asked. “I hope you’re as excited about the idea of having a radio station here in town as I am about putting one on the air.”
    “What kind of music?” someone called out.
    “Country,” Travis said at once. “Is there any other kind in this neck of the woods?”
    The news was greeted with another cheer.
    “What else are you putting on the air?” a new voice asked.
    “Oh, there will be plenty of local talk about what’sgoing on around town,” he assured them. Again, his gaze seemed to lock directly on Sarah.
    Listening to him and feeling the way his eyes held hers, Sarah got the oddest feeling there was something significant in what he was saying, something she ought to take note of, but she couldn’t imagine what it could be.
    “Now here’s the thing,” Travis said, when the crowd had quieted. “This is Serenity’s radio station as much as it is mine. If there’s something you think ought to be on the air, I’m counting on you to tell me. I’m not a local, but I have ties here. You all know my cousin Tom, your town manager.”
    That created another buzz as people made the connection.
    “Well, you can be sure I’m not going to do anything to shame him,” Travis said. “For one thing, he’s taller than I am, and a whole lot meaner. I try not to tangle with him.”
    Sarah grinned at the self-deprecating comment. She had a feeling Travis and his cousin would be an even match.
    “The bottom line,” he continued, “is if I’m doing something on the air you don’t like, I want to hear about it. Of course, if there’s something you do like, I wouldn’t mind hearing about that, too.” He paused, then said. “Y’all ready to see our studio?”
    The question was greeted with an affirmative shout. At some indiscernible signal from Travis, the brown paper covering the window came down offering a view of a small but obviously well-equipped studio. The best part, in Sarah’s opinion, was that passers-by would be able to look right in and see what was happening. Andthe host, of course, would be able to keep an eye on the town square where so much happened in Serenity, including the town’s beloved Christmas festival, its upcoming Fourth of July celebration and so much more. It was an ideal setting for a station that hoped to be part of the community.
    As Travis offered to let folks walk through for a tour of the station, Sarah walked back to Wharton’s where Grace was waiting impatiently.
    “So, what did you think?” Grace demanded.
    “I think it’s amazing,” Sarah said.
    “Good,” Grace said, smiling a secretive little smile before walking away, leaving Sarah to stare after her in puzzlement.
    Before she could figure out Grace’s enigmatic reaction, the crowd from the square started spilling inside, and she didn’t have another minute to think about anything until after one.
    As the last of the customers left, she noted that Travis had slipped in and was seated at the end of the counter, sipping on a Cherry Coke.
    “How long ago did you turn up?” she asked.
    “Not long,” he said. “So, what did you think of the announcement? I saw you on the square.”
    “I think putting a radio station right downtown like that is fantastic. Congratulations!”
    His gaze locked with hers. “You mean that?”
    “Of course I do.”
    “You interested in being part of it?” he inquired, his tone awfully casual.
    Sarah stared at him, certain she’d misheard. “You mean like a secretary or something?”
    He smiled, then shook his head. “No, I mean as host of the station’s morning show. I predict you’ll be a local celebrity in no time. In fact, Sarah