She knew her skill well. He’d been a little concerned at first as to whether she would have enough strength to keep up the chest compressions, but she hadn’t faltered even for a minute.
Cole doubted she’d want to get to know him if she realized who he was. He was surprised she hadn’t recognized his name. He’d recognized hers right away. But then it had been ten years ago. He’d only been sixteen at the time and she couldn’t be more than twenty-three now, so that would have made her only thirteen. He certainly remembered it. You didn’t tend to forget something like that. He’d been involved in an accident that crippled her grandfather. Her family blamed him for the fact that Charles Stillman would never walk again. When she realized who he was, she wouldn’t want anything to do with him. It didn’t really matter. He picked up his bag and went back to his seat. He’d probably never see her again anyway.
* * * * * *
As the plane taxied into the terminal at the Reno airport, Bethany put her book away. A few minutes later, the captain came over the intercom and gave clearance for the passengers to depart.
Bethany slipped into her jacket and grabbed her purse. She slid her backpack onto her shoulders and followed the other passengers off of the plane. When she made it to the end of the long hallway leading to the inside of the terminal, she walked up to the ticket agent.
“Excuse me, can you please tell me where baggage pickup is located?”
“It’s down the escalator and to the left.” The young man pointed across the terminal from where they stood.
“Bethany thanked him and walked across to the escalator and stepped onto the bottom stair. It took her to the ground floor and she located the area where her luggage would come out onto the turn style.
She had just sat down on a bench to wait when she saw Cole Beckman on the escalator. She should have realized he would also have luggage to pick up. She sighed; the man was just too nice looking. It was a good thing she wouldn’t be seeing him again after today. She didn’t need him complicating her life. She had set a goal and she didn’t intend to allow anything or anyone, to keep her from accomplishing it. She feared he could weaken her resolve and so that made him off limits.
Chapter Two
Bethany stood up just as Cole stepped off of the escalator. He was carrying what looked to be a fiddle case.
“Well, we meet again.” Cole smiled.
“Yes, the bags have just begun to come through. “ Bethany walked over where she could see them as they dropped onto the conveyer belt.
Two elderly ladies stood beside them and when their luggage came around Cole lifted it off for them and they thanked him.
“I’ll get yours too if you’d like.”He smiled that million-dollar smile and her heart nearly skipped a beat. Oh, brother this would never due. She was so glad she didn’t have to spend any time around him or she’d be in trouble for sure. The thought hit her, why wasn’t he married? Well, maybe he was. Why did she just assume he was single? A ridiculous assumption, since she didn’t know a thing about him.
They stood watching the luggage as they came around. The last two turned out to be theirs. Cole lifted them off and Bethany thanked him.
“My pleasure.”
“You play the fiddle, huh?”
“Yes, since I was a little tyke. My grandfather plays and he taught me as soon as I was old enough to hold one. My brother plays the banjo, my father the Dobro, and my mother the mandolin. We’re a musical family.” He grinned.
“Sounds like it. So what does your grandmother play?”
“She plays the base. Occasionally we play and sing gospel at bluegrass festivals.”
“I love bluegrass music.” Bethany slipped her back pack over her shoulders, placed her bags on the set of wheels and fastened them on with the bungee cords. She pulled the luggage behind her as she walked away. “It was nice talking to you, Cole.” She called over her
Cole doubted she’d want to get to know him if she realized who he was. He was surprised she hadn’t recognized his name. He’d recognized hers right away. But then it had been ten years ago. He’d only been sixteen at the time and she couldn’t be more than twenty-three now, so that would have made her only thirteen. He certainly remembered it. You didn’t tend to forget something like that. He’d been involved in an accident that crippled her grandfather. Her family blamed him for the fact that Charles Stillman would never walk again. When she realized who he was, she wouldn’t want anything to do with him. It didn’t really matter. He picked up his bag and went back to his seat. He’d probably never see her again anyway.
* * * * * *
As the plane taxied into the terminal at the Reno airport, Bethany put her book away. A few minutes later, the captain came over the intercom and gave clearance for the passengers to depart.
Bethany slipped into her jacket and grabbed her purse. She slid her backpack onto her shoulders and followed the other passengers off of the plane. When she made it to the end of the long hallway leading to the inside of the terminal, she walked up to the ticket agent.
“Excuse me, can you please tell me where baggage pickup is located?”
“It’s down the escalator and to the left.” The young man pointed across the terminal from where they stood.
“Bethany thanked him and walked across to the escalator and stepped onto the bottom stair. It took her to the ground floor and she located the area where her luggage would come out onto the turn style.
She had just sat down on a bench to wait when she saw Cole Beckman on the escalator. She should have realized he would also have luggage to pick up. She sighed; the man was just too nice looking. It was a good thing she wouldn’t be seeing him again after today. She didn’t need him complicating her life. She had set a goal and she didn’t intend to allow anything or anyone, to keep her from accomplishing it. She feared he could weaken her resolve and so that made him off limits.
Chapter Two
Bethany stood up just as Cole stepped off of the escalator. He was carrying what looked to be a fiddle case.
“Well, we meet again.” Cole smiled.
“Yes, the bags have just begun to come through. “ Bethany walked over where she could see them as they dropped onto the conveyer belt.
Two elderly ladies stood beside them and when their luggage came around Cole lifted it off for them and they thanked him.
“I’ll get yours too if you’d like.”He smiled that million-dollar smile and her heart nearly skipped a beat. Oh, brother this would never due. She was so glad she didn’t have to spend any time around him or she’d be in trouble for sure. The thought hit her, why wasn’t he married? Well, maybe he was. Why did she just assume he was single? A ridiculous assumption, since she didn’t know a thing about him.
They stood watching the luggage as they came around. The last two turned out to be theirs. Cole lifted them off and Bethany thanked him.
“My pleasure.”
“You play the fiddle, huh?”
“Yes, since I was a little tyke. My grandfather plays and he taught me as soon as I was old enough to hold one. My brother plays the banjo, my father the Dobro, and my mother the mandolin. We’re a musical family.” He grinned.
“Sounds like it. So what does your grandmother play?”
“She plays the base. Occasionally we play and sing gospel at bluegrass festivals.”
“I love bluegrass music.” Bethany slipped her back pack over her shoulders, placed her bags on the set of wheels and fastened them on with the bungee cords. She pulled the luggage behind her as she walked away. “It was nice talking to you, Cole.” She called over her
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