The Loner's Thanksgiving Wish. Roxanne Rustand

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      “Whose?” Mei recalled her mother’s last email—a rare event in any case—that had mentioned the latest romance involving Jasmine’s foster mother, and smiled. “Arabella and Dr. Turner? Already?”

      A flash of confusion crossed the girl’s face. “Mine. You didn’t hear about it?

      “Yours?” Mei asked faintly.

      Jasmine had lived with Arabella for a couple years and had graduated from high school this past spring. Maybe she was of legal age, but …

      “We’re getting married on Christmas Eve.” Jasmine’s smile widened as her hiking partner turned back to join her. “You remember Cade, right?”

      “Cade Clayton?” A flood of memories rushed through Mei as she stared up at the handsome young man in a denim jacket and jeans looping an arm protectively around Jasmine’s shoulders.

      Oh, she remembered Cade, all right. Years ago, his mother had married Mei’s infamous uncle Charley.

      Memories flooded back from the day when Mei was getting her hair trimmed at the Hair Today beauty salon and Cade’s mother happened to be sitting in the next chair.

      Lorelei freely admitted she’d picked the wrong branch of the family tree and definitely the wrong man.

      She’d claimed the only good thing that came out of her marriage was little Cade … but she was sure glad that at least her older son Jack was no blood kin to the Claytons.

      Mei had been all ears because, at the time, she’d been in the throes of a long and futile high school crush on Jack—one of the more embarrassing points in her life.

      Even after ten years she felt a blush warm her cheeks. He’d been way out of her league. She’d known it from the start, but the humiliating whispers among her classmates about her foolish crush had been even more painful. Her cousin Vincent had been the worst—no surprise there. His relentless taunts had felt like jabs of a knife to her heart, and she was still sure that he’d been the one to start the cruel gossip in the first place.

      Cade had just been a little guy when Mei and Jack were in high school, and she hadn’t seen him since. Now built like a football player, only his tawny hair and warm brown eyes were familiar.

      He gave a low, self-conscious laugh. “I guess the last time you saw me I was starting grade school.”

      Mei laughed. “If that.”

      “Weren’t you in high school with my brother?” “Um … yes.”

      When a few drops of sleet hit Jasmine’s cheek, she batted them away with her fluffy white mittens. “Maybe we’d all better get moving. Cade and I want to make it up to the first waterfall, and then we’re heading back to town.”

      Mei eyed the slate-gray clouds crawling over the mountain peaks. “Are you sure? Maybe you’d better start down with me.”

      “Nah—just a few minutes more.” Jasmine patted the pocket of her light jacket. “I want to take some pictures up there. I hear it’s like a wintry fairyland, with those shimmering icicles covering the trees from the spray of the falls. It might be good as a background for the cover of our wedding programs.”

      “W-wedding programs?” Mei felt her jaw drop. So the girl was really serious about this.

      Jasmine’s smile turned radiant. “Won’t it be pretty?”

      Mei belatedly remembered to snap her mouth shut. “It … it certainly will.”

      What were these two thinking? And why hadn’t the adults in their lives tried to steer them away from such a huge commitment right out of high school?

      Cade grinned, obviously reading her expression. “We got the same reaction from everyone else at first, too. But we’re certain, and we’re ready. And we’re already planning to go on to college, believe me.”

      “We have to hurry off right now,” Jasmine added apologetically. “But maybe you can come over to Arabella’s sometime to hear all the details.”

      “I’ll do that, I promise.” Mei managed a weak wave as the two of them started back on the path.

      What they decided to do was hardly her business, after all. Neither of them were a relative of hers. And it’s not like my own choices brought me happiness, either, she thought as she took a deep breath and surveyed her surroundings.

      Even with the darkening clouds, it was a perfect day. And how could it not be when she was surrounded by God’s perfect glory in every towering mountain peak, in every call of a Pine Grosbeak and its mate from the top of the Engelmann spruce towering overhead?

      Quiet joy started to bubble up inside her as she made her way down the path. Adopted from China as a baby, she’d always felt like an outsider in both her extended family and this small ranching community where no one else looked like her. With a stern father and a cool, distant mother, there hadn’t been much warmth and connection with her immediate family, either, except with her younger brother, Lucas.

      But she’d been gone a long time. She was grown up now; stronger and more mature. And she now realized that she was as much at fault as anyone if she hadn’t been well accepted as a child. Painfully shy and withdrawn, maybe she’d seemed standoffish.

      Perhaps this move back home wouldn’t be so bad, after all. Maybe it would even bring an opportunity for her to truly connect with her mother and extended family, and finally feel accepted as one of the Claytons—something she’d longed for all her life.

      Mei was startled out of her daydream by a bloodcurdling scream that tore through the air, followed by the deafening sound of boulders crashing down a slope. The crack of trees splintering. And then a deathly silence fell.

      Jasmine? Mei spun on her heel, terror grabbing her by the throat as she raced in the direction of the scream and pulled to a stunned halt.

      A few dozen yards up the trail, a raw, gaping crater at least ten feet across had been gouged out of the edge of a cliff where there’d been a trail just minutes before. Cade and Jasmine were nowhere to be seen. Had they dashed past the crumbling ground in time?

      She grabbed a sturdy pine branch and looked over the edge. Please, Lord, let them both be safe. “Jasmine! Cade!”

      No one answered.

      There was barely a haze of snow on the floor of the ravine below, and a cloud of dust still boiled upward, obliterating the view of the bottom.

      Wherever it was.

      “Wow,” a woman exclaimed. “If we’d come down the trail a few seconds earlier we would’ve been caught in that landslide.”

      Her heart hammering against her ribs, Mei tore her gaze from the bottom of the ravine and stared at the two women who had materialized on the other side of the trail.

      Mei closed her eyes for a brief moment and said another silent prayer. “There were two hikers here a minute ago—a teenage girl and her boyfriend. Did they pass you?”

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