She cleared her dry throat and closed her eyes.
“Dear Heavenly Father, um . . . hallowed be thy name. Um. We’re thankful for this food that Cora so kindly prepared for us. She seems really nice. Um. I’m thankful for my sister who took me in when she didn’t have to. And I’m grateful she loves me. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.”
Linette opened her eyes quickly, scanning the table for any snickers of amusement. Meg smiled at her sweetly and Cora was already grabbing the spatula. Well. That hadn’t been so bad. Maybe she could handle this religious stuff after all? Now for a little dinner conversation.
“So why’d you go see Dylan? I thought you kicked him out of the picture years ago.”
Megan glared at her sister and looked at Cora pointedly.
She hadn’t wanted to go into it in front of Cora. She liked Cora and didn’t want her eyes opened to the sort of person her real estate agent really was. But Cora was all ears. Megan sighed, and then decided why not. It might not hurt to get the older woman’s advice so Megan told them everything.
“And I think he wants me back. He told me to wait for him. I think Taffie’s the one getting kicked out of the picture this time.”
Cora’s mind was in a jumble. Poor Megan! And poor Dylan, whoever he was. And poor Trevor! If Dylan had his way, Megan would be off the market in the time it took to get a divorce and Trevor would have to return that beautiful ring to storage. So much for taking things slowly. They were headed for the fast track as of right now. Cora grimaced and knew what she had to do.
“Rule number one, Megan. Stay away from married men. I know there are special circumstances here but, regardless, that’s a whole new mess you don’t want any part of.”
Megan silently agreed, and smiled when her sister nodded her head vehemently.
“I know, Cora, I know. I just feel so guilty, like I should be doing something. Maybe I should wait for him.”
Cora took a deep breath and dove in.
“I know what would get your mind off of Dylan’s marital troubles . . . a romantic evening of dinner and opera. What do you say? Can I set you up?”
Megan’s mouth quirked up on the side as she shook her fork at Cora. “The question is, are you up for a romantic evening?”
Linette looked back and forth between the two women who looked like they were up for anything but a romantic night out.
“Hey, I am. Forget about setting Megan up, set me up. I could definitely use a night out on the town.”
Cora chuckled and grabbed Linette’s hand and squeezed it. “Tell you what, sweetie, why don’t we all go out together? And I’ll find you a handsome young prince, too. It looks like it will be blind dates for all three of us.”
Megan grimaced across the table at Cora who had a similarly pained expression on her face. Linette, on the other hand, was all smiles.
Fifteen
CORA SIGHED INWARDLY AS she drove up to her house and saw the lights on. Again. Trevor was beginning to make a habit of waiting up for her. It would have been sweet, except she knew darn well it had everything to do with Megan and absolutely nothing to do with her. But he was a man with a mission and he was here to get her report. At least she had some good news to go along with the bad this time. Their percentages were getting better.
Trevor didn’t even bother for his mother to reach the front door. He must have been looking out the window because he was jogging out to meet her before she could even get out of the garage.
“How’s my beautiful, wonderful, perfect mother doing this evening? I hope you had a good time?” Trevor asked hopefully, praying that his mom had come through for him. After discussing the ins and outs of the dating scene with his mother over lunch, he had been sure that she felt comfortable going on a double date with him. He had flat out promised her there would be no emotional bonding and absolutely no physical contact between her and any date Megan
“Dear Heavenly Father, um . . . hallowed be thy name. Um. We’re thankful for this food that Cora so kindly prepared for us. She seems really nice. Um. I’m thankful for my sister who took me in when she didn’t have to. And I’m grateful she loves me. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.”
Linette opened her eyes quickly, scanning the table for any snickers of amusement. Meg smiled at her sweetly and Cora was already grabbing the spatula. Well. That hadn’t been so bad. Maybe she could handle this religious stuff after all? Now for a little dinner conversation.
“So why’d you go see Dylan? I thought you kicked him out of the picture years ago.”
Megan glared at her sister and looked at Cora pointedly.
She hadn’t wanted to go into it in front of Cora. She liked Cora and didn’t want her eyes opened to the sort of person her real estate agent really was. But Cora was all ears. Megan sighed, and then decided why not. It might not hurt to get the older woman’s advice so Megan told them everything.
“And I think he wants me back. He told me to wait for him. I think Taffie’s the one getting kicked out of the picture this time.”
Cora’s mind was in a jumble. Poor Megan! And poor Dylan, whoever he was. And poor Trevor! If Dylan had his way, Megan would be off the market in the time it took to get a divorce and Trevor would have to return that beautiful ring to storage. So much for taking things slowly. They were headed for the fast track as of right now. Cora grimaced and knew what she had to do.
“Rule number one, Megan. Stay away from married men. I know there are special circumstances here but, regardless, that’s a whole new mess you don’t want any part of.”
Megan silently agreed, and smiled when her sister nodded her head vehemently.
“I know, Cora, I know. I just feel so guilty, like I should be doing something. Maybe I should wait for him.”
Cora took a deep breath and dove in.
“I know what would get your mind off of Dylan’s marital troubles . . . a romantic evening of dinner and opera. What do you say? Can I set you up?”
Megan’s mouth quirked up on the side as she shook her fork at Cora. “The question is, are you up for a romantic evening?”
Linette looked back and forth between the two women who looked like they were up for anything but a romantic night out.
“Hey, I am. Forget about setting Megan up, set me up. I could definitely use a night out on the town.”
Cora chuckled and grabbed Linette’s hand and squeezed it. “Tell you what, sweetie, why don’t we all go out together? And I’ll find you a handsome young prince, too. It looks like it will be blind dates for all three of us.”
Megan grimaced across the table at Cora who had a similarly pained expression on her face. Linette, on the other hand, was all smiles.
Fifteen
CORA SIGHED INWARDLY AS she drove up to her house and saw the lights on. Again. Trevor was beginning to make a habit of waiting up for her. It would have been sweet, except she knew darn well it had everything to do with Megan and absolutely nothing to do with her. But he was a man with a mission and he was here to get her report. At least she had some good news to go along with the bad this time. Their percentages were getting better.
Trevor didn’t even bother for his mother to reach the front door. He must have been looking out the window because he was jogging out to meet her before she could even get out of the garage.
“How’s my beautiful, wonderful, perfect mother doing this evening? I hope you had a good time?” Trevor asked hopefully, praying that his mom had come through for him. After discussing the ins and outs of the dating scene with his mother over lunch, he had been sure that she felt comfortable going on a double date with him. He had flat out promised her there would be no emotional bonding and absolutely no physical contact between her and any date Megan
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