A Mother for Cindy. Margaret Daley

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      Nick smiled, the gesture reaching deep into his eyes. “Thanks for the cookies. I know I’ll appreciate them.”

      His warm regard sent a shiver up her spine. She backed away. “Welcome to Sweetwater,” was all she could suddenly think of to say. Her mind went blank of everything except the man’s smile. Before she made a fool of herself, she rushed from the kitchen, relieved he would only be here for a short time.

      “I’m sorry Nate couldn’t be here this afternoon. He ended up staying at Sean’s,” Jesse said, running her palm over Bingo’s wiry brown hair.

      The medium-size dog rubbed himself up against Cindy, nudging her hand to keep her petting him. “That’s okay. Bingo sure is nice.”

      “Yeah. We were lucky he found us. He has more loving in him than most dogs.”

      Cindy buried her face against Bingo’s fur. “I wish Daddy would let me have a pet. I’d take good care of him.”

      “I bet you would.” Jesse knew of a family down the road whose poodle had puppies a few weeks ago. They would soon be looking for homes for them. Maybe she could convince Nick that a dog would be good for Cindy. A poodle was a small enough dog to live in an apartment. “While you’re here, you can play with Bingo any time you want.”

      “Nate won’t mind?”

      “Are you kidding? He loves to show off his animals. He wants to be a zookeeper one day.”

      Forehead creased, Cindy looked at her. “And you don’t mind the snake?”

      “I have to confess at first it bothered me. But now, I don’t mind it. He usually keeps it in its cage. It’s only gotten loose once.”

      “Mommy would have had a fit—” Suddenly the little girl stopped talking and stared down at the sidewalk.

      “Snakes, especially big ones, can be scary.” Jesse placed her hand on the child’s shoulder, wishing she could take her pain away. She remembered having to deal with Nate’s feelings after his father had died. She wouldn’t have been able to help him as she did if it hadn’t been for her faith in the Lord.

      “Yes,” Cindy mumbled and proceeded to pet Bingo some more, her face still averted.

      “How long has your mother been gone?” Jesse asked, her voice roughened with sudden intense emotions.

      Cindy lifted her tearful gaze to Jesse’s, her lower lip trembling. “About a year. She died in a car wreck. Daddy was in the car, too. He was in the hospital a long time.” Her voice wavered. “Daddy doesn’t like to talk about it.”

      Jesse drew the child into her arms, stroking her hand down her back. “If you need to talk to someone, I’m a good listener.” It had taken Nate a while to open up to her about his father’s death, and after he had, he had been much better.

      Sniffing, Cindy pulled away. “I’m okay. It’s just that sometimes Daddy doesn’t know what to do with me, being a girl and all.” She swiped her hand across her cheeks and erased the evidence of her tears. “There’s just times I wish I had a mommy, but I can’t tell Daddy that.”

      Jesse’s heart constricted, making her chest feel tight. There were times she was sure Nate wished he had a father, but she could never see herself married again. Mark had been a wonderful husband, her childhood sweetheart. She could never find another love like they had. She had been lucky once. She couldn’t see settling for anything less than the kind of love she had with Mark.

      Please, Lord, help me to be there for Cindy as I was for Nate. Guide me in the best way to help Cindy. She’s hurting and I want to help her.

      With her arm still loosely about Cindy’s shoulder, Jesse asked, “Does your father have any lady friends?”

      The little girl shook her head. “He’s always too busy working when he should be resting.” She glanced toward her house. “That’s what he’s doing right now. We’re supposed to be on vacation, but he’s been on the phone for hours.”

      A plan began to materialize in Jesse’s mind. “Maybe we can do something about that.”

      Cindy’s eyes brightened. “What?”

      “I’ll have a party and invite some friends to introduce you all to Sweetwater.”

      “You will?”

      “Yes. How does tomorrow night sound?”

      “What about tomorrow night?”

      Nick’s question surprised Jesse. She hadn’t heard him approaching and to look up and see him standing only a few feet from her was unnerving. Her heart kicked into double time. She surged to her feet, smoothing down her jean shorts that suddenly seemed too short.

      “Cindy and I were planning a party to welcome you to Sweetwater.”

      “You don’t have to do that.”

      “I know, but I want to. So pencil me in.”

      His eyebrow quirked.

      “It won’t be a large gathering. Just a few people.” Jesse heard herself talking a mile a minute. She stopped and took several deep breaths. “How about it? I’m a great cook.”

      “After tasting your cookies, you won’t get an argument from me. They were delicious.”

      “Yeah, Daddy had half the plate eaten before I even had a chance to eat one.”

      Jesse laughed. “Then I’ll make some more for dessert tomorrow night. My son loves chocolate chip cookies, too. They’re a staple around our house.”

      “But not your husband?” Nick asked, a lazy smile accompanying the question.

      “He loved them, too, but he died four years ago. A freak accident. He was struck by lightning.” There she went, telling a person more than he asked.

      “I’m sorry.”

      “Daddy, Bingo can do all kinds of tricks. Watch.” Cindy stood. “Roll over.” After the dog performed that task, she said, “Sit. Shake hands.” The little girl took his paw in her hand. “Isn’t he terrific? Dogs make good pets.”

      Nick tried to contain his grin, but it lifted the corners of his mouth. “I’m sure they do, princess.”

      “Then we can get one?” Cindy turned her hopeful expression on him.

      “I’ll think about it when we return to Chicago.”

      “You will?”

      “That isn’t a yes, young lady. Just a promise to consider it.”

      Cindy leaned close to Jesse and whispered loudly, “That means we’ll get one when Daddy says that.”

      “I heard that, Cynthia Rebecca Blackburn.”

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