BREAKTHROUGH (Love's Not Easy Series Book 2) by Nicole Rickman Page B

family.”
     
    “I am sorry.  I should have been more specific about dinner.  We can’t leave though.”
     
    “No.  Just don’t leave my side.”
     
    “I promise.”
     
    They took their seats between Sheridan and one of LJ’s brothers.  Aimee sat beside Sheridan, who was so sweet.  She talked to Aimee about how business was doing and that they finally found the perfect chef.  LJ’s parents were running late, but when they entered the room, Aimee’s eyes popped.
     
    His mom was as beautiful as a model. Aimee was pretty sure she had enough jewelry on to feed a low income family for five years.  She was still wearing her hair like the late eighties, early nineties and her clothing was tight and way too young of a style for her.
     
    It was hard to believe this is the same woman who decorated the business in such classy decor. Sheridan was the most conservative dressed out of all the woman in LJ’s family and she was not dressed conservative.  The way they all were dressed was making Aimee feel like an old lady in her chiffon dress.
     
    The guys, on the other hand, were dressed as if they were ready to walk into a board meeting.  Aimee was feeling more and more out of place with every passing moment.  When she declined the alcoholic beverage offered to her, the looks she got made her feel like she had passed on a million dollars.  Aimee smiled and requested cola or sweet tea.
     
    “Aimee, dear, LJ mentioned he was picking you up from church.  What church do you attend?”  Mrs. Edward sipped her drink.
     
    “Wise Chapel.”
     
    “That is some form of a Baptist church, correct?”  Mr. Edward ask.
     
    “Yes, sir, we are Freewill Baptist.”
     
    One of LJ’s sisters turned to Aimee. She had a very disgusted look on her face.  “That’s the church the Americans restored.”
     
    “Yes.  The pastor is a family friend.  They have done a great job with the church.”
     
    “I guess that depends on who you are.”  His sister answered using a sharp tone.
     
    Aimee was puzzled.  “I don’t recall anyone protesting the church being placed there.”
     
    “Not the public.”
     
    LJ turned to his sister.  “Enough, Yvonne.  Aimee, Yvonne’s husband is the head of the company that was going to demolish the building.  They wanted to add a shopping square in that area.”
     
    Aimee started to say something, but instead LJ gave her look saying she needs to let it drop.  She wanted to holler for a subject change, like she always does when a conversation becomes uncomfortable to her.  She said a prayer for God to help her.
     
    “Aimee, please excuse my daughter.  She can be a tad rude from time to time.  The church is a lovely building and you are correct about no one protesting the church.  The only thing I ever hear are good things.” LJ’s mom forced a grin.
     
    Sheridan smiled.  “You know, mom, I have heard that some of the members donated their last season clothing to the church.  The church is going to hold a shopping day for the less fortunate children in the neighborhood right before the school year begins.  They are giving the kids the clothes for free.”
     
    Aimee felt a bit of pride. LJ took her hand.  “Aimee actually was the one who organized the Classy Closet.  It is something she does with her church in America.”
     
    “Aimee, that sounds wonderful.”  One of LJ’s sister-in-laws commented.
     
    Yvonne shook her head.  “Couldn’t you do more if you sold the clothing and took the money to help them?”
     
    Aimee was getting irritated, she was not going to tolerate Yvonne any longer.  “Yvonne, the entire idea of Classy Closet is to allow the kids who can’t afford this type of clothing a chance to own some, if we held them in a sale. The families we are helping could not afford the clothing we have.”
     
    “Aimee, I think what you are doing is very admirable.” Mrs. Edward commented as the food was brought out.
     
    “Thank you, Mrs.