for years before we finally connected.”
“Really? I don’t think I ever heard this story.”
Hannah finished packing the picnic basket and sat down at
the kitchen table. Liv pulled out a chair and sat down next to her.
“Well, your grandfather used to work for my father. We had a
horse farm and Jack was a trainer. He was a few years older than I was. I used
to find any excuse I could to go out and watch him work.”
“I didn’t know you had horses.”
“They were so beautiful. We raised quarter horses that my
Dad then sold to area ranchers. I loved to ride,” Hannah continued, looking
wistful. “Anyway, eventually your grandfather finally got the clue that I was
in to him.”
“Did he kiss you?”
“Actually, I kissed him. He was taking too long. We were
working in the barn together one day. A mare had just given birth to her foal.
I got really emotional about it and hugged him. I could feel the heat between
us.”
Liv blushed. She knew what kind of heat her grandmother
meant. It was weird hearing her grandmother talk about it. “Then what
happened?”
“I pulled back from his arms and looked up into his eyes. I
could see the war in his eyes as he struggled not to kiss me. Before he could
turn away, I laid one on his mouth. That’s was all it took. He had his hands in
my hair and kissed me like no one ever had before. Thinking about that kiss
still rocks me.”
“I didn’t realize Grandpa had it in him. He always seemed so
serious and straight-laced.”
“Oh, most of the time he was, but when he wasn’t, he really
let go.”
“So, did you guys get married soon after that?”
“No, Jack didn’t think he was good enough for me. He put up
a lot of walls between us before he figured out I’d just keep knocking them
down until he gave in to me.”
“That sounds like you Gram.” Liv hugged her Grandmother. “I
miss him too.”
“Miss who?” Sara asked. She wore a bright orange and yellow
striped swimsuit. She had her sunglasses perched on top of her head and her
purple flip-flops on her feet.
“Grandma and I were just talking about my Grandpa. He died
when you were just a toddler.”
“Is he up in heaven like Cocoa?” Sara asked. Cocoa was Liv’s
thirteen-year old dog that passed away of old age last summer.
“Yes,” Liv smiled. “Just like Cocoa.”
“I miss Cocoa,” Sara said suddenly morose.
“Well, she is always in our hearts. Now are you ready to go
on the boat with Cam?” Liv asked.
“For sure! The beach bag is out by the door. I found four
beach towels and the big bottle of sunscreen.”
“Great. If you want, we can head down to the dock to wait
for Cam.”
“Okay Mom. I got Pup-Pup’s leash too.”
“Remember, we need to make sure that’s okay with Cam first.”
“He’ll let me, Mom. I just know it.”
“Here’s the picnic basket,” Hannah said as she handed the
heavy basket to Liv.
“Thanks Grandma.” Liv took it from her. “Are you sure you
don’t want to come along?” she asked again.
“Heavens, no! I’d much rather stay here and work on my
knitting.”
“Are you sure you’ll be okay?”
“Quit. I’m fine. Go and have fun.”
Liv kissed the older woman’s worn cheek. “Okay, then. We’ll
see you in a little bit.” Liv headed out the front door with Sara and Pup-Pup.
Liv turned back and looked over her shoulder. Her grandmother stood in the
front window and waved. Liv smiled and waved back. Sara was already half-way
down the hill to the dock below.
“Slow down! Wait for me!”
“Hurry up then!” Sara skipped ahead.
Liv chuckled to herself. It was turning out to be a really
good day.
Chapter Seven
Cam whistled as he drove back to his place. He felt a little
like he was sleep-walking.
If this is a dream,
he thought,
I don’t
ever want to wake up.
Going out on the boat was going to be great. He
could spend more time with Liv and get to know Sara. He made a mental list of
the supplies he needed to gather up: youth life
“Really? I don’t think I ever heard this story.”
Hannah finished packing the picnic basket and sat down at
the kitchen table. Liv pulled out a chair and sat down next to her.
“Well, your grandfather used to work for my father. We had a
horse farm and Jack was a trainer. He was a few years older than I was. I used
to find any excuse I could to go out and watch him work.”
“I didn’t know you had horses.”
“They were so beautiful. We raised quarter horses that my
Dad then sold to area ranchers. I loved to ride,” Hannah continued, looking
wistful. “Anyway, eventually your grandfather finally got the clue that I was
in to him.”
“Did he kiss you?”
“Actually, I kissed him. He was taking too long. We were
working in the barn together one day. A mare had just given birth to her foal.
I got really emotional about it and hugged him. I could feel the heat between
us.”
Liv blushed. She knew what kind of heat her grandmother
meant. It was weird hearing her grandmother talk about it. “Then what
happened?”
“I pulled back from his arms and looked up into his eyes. I
could see the war in his eyes as he struggled not to kiss me. Before he could
turn away, I laid one on his mouth. That’s was all it took. He had his hands in
my hair and kissed me like no one ever had before. Thinking about that kiss
still rocks me.”
“I didn’t realize Grandpa had it in him. He always seemed so
serious and straight-laced.”
“Oh, most of the time he was, but when he wasn’t, he really
let go.”
“So, did you guys get married soon after that?”
“No, Jack didn’t think he was good enough for me. He put up
a lot of walls between us before he figured out I’d just keep knocking them
down until he gave in to me.”
“That sounds like you Gram.” Liv hugged her Grandmother. “I
miss him too.”
“Miss who?” Sara asked. She wore a bright orange and yellow
striped swimsuit. She had her sunglasses perched on top of her head and her
purple flip-flops on her feet.
“Grandma and I were just talking about my Grandpa. He died
when you were just a toddler.”
“Is he up in heaven like Cocoa?” Sara asked. Cocoa was Liv’s
thirteen-year old dog that passed away of old age last summer.
“Yes,” Liv smiled. “Just like Cocoa.”
“I miss Cocoa,” Sara said suddenly morose.
“Well, she is always in our hearts. Now are you ready to go
on the boat with Cam?” Liv asked.
“For sure! The beach bag is out by the door. I found four
beach towels and the big bottle of sunscreen.”
“Great. If you want, we can head down to the dock to wait
for Cam.”
“Okay Mom. I got Pup-Pup’s leash too.”
“Remember, we need to make sure that’s okay with Cam first.”
“He’ll let me, Mom. I just know it.”
“Here’s the picnic basket,” Hannah said as she handed the
heavy basket to Liv.
“Thanks Grandma.” Liv took it from her. “Are you sure you
don’t want to come along?” she asked again.
“Heavens, no! I’d much rather stay here and work on my
knitting.”
“Are you sure you’ll be okay?”
“Quit. I’m fine. Go and have fun.”
Liv kissed the older woman’s worn cheek. “Okay, then. We’ll
see you in a little bit.” Liv headed out the front door with Sara and Pup-Pup.
Liv turned back and looked over her shoulder. Her grandmother stood in the
front window and waved. Liv smiled and waved back. Sara was already half-way
down the hill to the dock below.
“Slow down! Wait for me!”
“Hurry up then!” Sara skipped ahead.
Liv chuckled to herself. It was turning out to be a really
good day.
Chapter Seven
Cam whistled as he drove back to his place. He felt a little
like he was sleep-walking.
If this is a dream,
he thought,
I don’t
ever want to wake up.
Going out on the boat was going to be great. He
could spend more time with Liv and get to know Sara. He made a mental list of
the supplies he needed to gather up: youth life
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