Название: The Husband Lesson
Автор: Jeanie London
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781472027856
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Then a phone vibrated.
All gazes swiveled toward the gear, toward the insistent tremor of sound that intruded on the quiet.
“Henry, you have any babies coming?” Matthew asked.
Henry shook his head. “Lawrence is on call. I’m not expecting anything he can’t handle.”
“It’s mine.” Charles reached for his BlackBerry and glanced at the display. New Hope’s main switchboard. With a sinking feeling, he depressed the talk button, knowing he wouldn’t be getting this call unless there was trouble. “Steinberg.”
“It’s Deputy Doug, Dr. Steinberg. Sorry to bother you, but we need a director.”
Charles could practically feel the gazes on him. He covered the receiver and whispered, “New Hope.”
Matthew nodded. Jay cast his fly. Henry went back to making knots.
Charles asked, “What’s up?”
“Smoke detection system went off. Security company called the fire department.”
“Is there a fire?”
More curious gazes. Jay mumbled something under his breath that sounded like: “To hell with real.”
“No, no fire.”
Charles exhaled a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. “Then what triggered the system?”
Deputy Doug hesitated long enough that Charles knew he wasn’t going to like the answer. “Burned popcorn.”
“Come again?”
“Burned popcorn. One of the volunteers didn’t know microwaves have popcorn buttons. She set the timer and got distracted. Place smells godawful.”
The adrenaline began to ebb like the boat’s wake behind them. “Any damage?”
That would be about the last thing New Hope needed.
“Microwave took a hit, and the place is going to smell for a while unless you’ve got money in the budget to call one of those disaster recovery services to air out the drapes and carpets. But maybe we can keep the windows open long enough.”
Which was good considering they’d almost broken the bank getting the place up and running, and he hadn’t budgeted much for maintenance repairs on a newly renovated house.
Instead, Charles had sunk the bulk of their assets into handling the monthly expenses until they reached out to the community to secure more funding. It had been a sound plan, but obviously he should have budgeted for stupidity.
“Who puts a bag of popcorn in the microwave and walks off?” he asked. But the instant the words were out of his mouth, Charles knew.
“The new volunteer with the Jag.” Deputy Doug didn’t sound amused. “One of the kids wanted a snack.”
Charles stared at the river ahead, an entirely different world, one where ex-wives weren’t lurking beneath trees that dipped leafy boughs into the water. “What do you need from me?”
“The fire chief is conducting an inspection now, but we’ve got everyone outside. The fire escape procedures all worked like a charm, too, so you know. Got everyone out safely and quickly, but the fire chief won’t let everyone inside until a director signs off on the incident report.”
“For burned popcorn?”
“It’s the emergency status of the shelter, fire chief says. Standard procedure.”
“Have you tried Dr. Camden?” Charles asked.
“Called her first, but she’s in the middle of some crisis at the center. Can’t get through, but I’ll keep trying.”
As director of the crisis center, Rhonda could very well be talking someone off a roof. Unfortunately, by the time Charles got ashore and to the cabin where his Jeep was parked… “I’m going to be an hour no matter how I cut it.”
“Then I’d get a move on. Got a bunch of little kids here who are going to start asking for drinks and bathrooms soon.”
Charles scowled.
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