Lone Star Blessings. Bonnie K. Winn
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Название: Lone Star Blessings

Автор: Bonnie K. Winn

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Короткие любовные романы

Серия: Mills & Boon Love Inspired

isbn: 9781408963623

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СКАЧАТЬ left the twins with a sitter,” Emma told Kate. “You know they get into everything they see.”

      “Especially my stuff,” Toby added, as he laid out the game on the hospital-style bed table that Kate had rented. “But they’re okay.” Big brother pride crept through, making them all smile.

      Seth placed the television on one end of the dresser. “I’ll run a line for cable,” he mused. “Won’t take a minute. The connection must be close, since the TV in the living room has a satellite converter.”

      Kate was overwhelmed by the generosity of her father’s friends. “You all are great.”

      Emma waved away the words. “I feel bad that I haven’t been over much since Marvin came home. During the week, it’s harder to get a sitter—and trust me, Everitt and Logan aren’t a good combo with anything that’s not totally indestructible.”

      Marvin looked up from the game pieces. “I’m not fragile, you know.”

      “Of course not. But the twins are like little tanks. Toby had a science project he’d been working on for weeks. They totaled it in about three minutes. By the time I figured out they’d learned how to get around the baby gate, his project was history.”

      “That must have been tough,” Marvin sympathized.

      “They didn’t know better,” Toby excused them, as he counted out the Monopoly money.

      Kate met Emma’s proud, touched gaze. “That’s quite a boy you have there.”

      “That’s for sure,” Emma agreed, her turquoise eyes suspiciously moist. “He’s a gift from the Lord.”

      Emma had confided that Toby had been abandoned by his family and it was the boy’s faith in Seth that had broken down her husband’s defenses, allowing him to include Toby and Emma in his heart.

      Seth pressed his wife’s shoulder affectionately, then headed outside.

      Emma regained her composure. “I didn’t bring over any food, because I figured you’d be deluged with it. Thought I’d wait till next week. Would Saturday be okay? I’d like to bring you something for Sunday dinner.”

      “That’s not necessary,” Kate protested.

      “Sure isn’t,” Marvin chimed in. “Next week’s the first Sunday of the month, potluck lunch after church services. We can stay, eat there.”

      Surprised, Kate stared at her father. “You don’t think you’re going to church that soon?”

      He picked the dog for his Monopoly piece and plunked it on the game board. “Don’t see why not.”

      Kate had her hands full with him at home. How could she take him to church? “For starters, you don’t have your specialized wheelchair yet.”

      “The therapist said I’d have it by Monday,” Marvin replied. He slanted a glance at Emma. “Say, have you found anyone to teach the girls’ Sunday school class? What are they, about ten?”

      “Twelve, actually. Preteens. And, no.” Emma shook back her blond hair. “Jennifer Laroy was great with them, but now that she’s moved, well…It’s always hardest to get teachers for the teenagers. Got to have someone with energy.”

      “Kate’s got a ton of energy,” Marvin mused. “Do her good to have someone to talk to besides me.”

      Gaping at her father, Kate tried to fashion a courteous rebuttal.

      “Would you really be interested?” Emma’s voice bloomed with enthusiasm. “The girls would be thrilled. They’re all fascinated with city life, since they’ve only lived in Rosewood.”

      “Well, I…I have to be here to take care of my father—”

      “Nope. Soon as I have that wheelchair, I’m going to church.” His no-nonsense tone of voice was one she remembered from earlier years.

      “We’ll have to clear it with your doctor…” Kate tried to imagine the logistics of getting him out so soon.

      “The church has a van that’s equipped with a lift,” Emma informed them. “We use it for the school as well.”

      “The church is only three blocks away,” Marvin interrupted. “What do you say, Kate? We can walk that far.”

      Roll, you mean.

      He looked too hopeful to refuse. “I suppose.”

      Emma clapped her hands together. “Wonderful! I’ll send the materials for the lesson over with Seth, so you can have plenty of time to get ready. I’m so pleased!”

      She hadn’t meant that she agreed to teach. Kate looked at Emma, then at her father. Their faces were beaming. His was the brightest it had been since his fall.

      Fait accompli. She hadn’t attended church in at least five years, and she’d just signed up to teach Sunday school. Sunday school!

      Tucker filled a bowl with some of the oatmeal Alyssa had insisted on making for him. Since it was Sunday, he decided he could forego his routine of only black coffee.

      These days, he rarely awoke with an appetite. As a kid, he loved Sunday breakfasts. His mother always made something special—French toast or waffles. And Shelley had done much the same.

      Alyssa hadn’t forgotten about her expanded shopping list. They’d resupplied the pantry and filled the refrigerator. He still didn’t want his daughter doing so much, but his workdays hadn’t shortened yet.

      “Dad?” Alyssa bounced into the kitchen.

      “I’m eating the oatmeal.”

      “Good.” She stubbed the toes of her shoes against the wooden floor, first one foot, then the other. “Um…I was wondering if you’d go to church with me.”

      He pulled his eyebrows together, his forehead wrinkling. “You know I don’t go to church anymore.” Not since Shelley died.

      She fiddled with the top rung on one of the chairs. “But today’s special. I’m getting a new Sunday school teacher.”

      Tucker released the spoon, allowing it to slide into the warm cereal. “Lissy, I want you to be happy, but…” All the unanswered prayers he’d said for Shelley floated before him, reminding him of the bitter result.

      She swallowed, her face downcast. “I just thought, you know, how we have a picnic lunch after…and…it’s families…”

      Tucker’s clenched jaw twitched. “You can sit with your friends.”

      Alyssa shrugged halfheartedly. “Yeah. I guess.”

      He’d never intended to deny her anything. She was the most important thing in his life. But the betrayal he felt was so deep, still so raw…. Initially, he’d wanted to forbid her from attending church. But he could picture Shelley’s disappointed face, and he hadn’t been able to take that final, irreversible step. “Come here, СКАЧАТЬ