The Firefighter's Christmas Reunion. Christy Jeffries

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       Chapter Three

      “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me that he was back in town,” Hannah said to her brother Luke as soon as Sammy ran out the back door to play with his older cousins.

      “Who is he?” Carmen, her soon-to-be sister-in-law, asked as she set out a salad bowl full of mixed berries.

      “Don’t ask,” her brother whispered to his fiancée.

      “Isaac Jones!” Hannah might as well have shouted, her voice echoed so loudly inside the old Victorian home Luke’s family had just moved into. He turned to the pizza boxes she’d set on the counter, but not before she caught his eye roll.

      “You mean the fire chief?” Carmen asked, then gave Luke a reprimanding look and closed the cardboard lid on his hand. “You get the boys washed up. I’ll set the table.”

      “What table?” Luke asked, looking out of the kitchen and into the empty dining room. “Hannah kept everything when she moved back into our cabin.”

      “First of all, you got Nana’s Oldsmobile and I got all of her outdated furniture, which I lovingly and painfully refurbished before I went to Ghana,” Hannah said slowly, as though she was explaining fairness to a first grader—for the eight hundredth time. “Secondly, it’s the Gregson family cabin, and I lived there first.”

      “Ignore your brother.” Carmen gave a dismissive wave. “He’s wanted to live in town since he moved to Sugar Falls full time and when you got back, he finally had an excuse to buy this old fixer-upper. Anyway, do you and Chief Jones have history or something?”

      “History? Ha!” Luke said around a mouthful of pepperoni he’d sneaked off one of the pizzas. “You guys were barely outta high school. Shouldn’t you be over that by now?”

      Carmen’s eyes lit up. She was a cop, and Hannah had a feeling that she was dying to investigate something other than who was at fault for the latest fender bender in the Duncan’s Market parking lot.

      “Of course I’m over him,” Hannah argued. Her head pounded and her arms ached from cutting out all of those pumpkin shapes from cardstock before stapling them to her new bulletin board. The first day back at school was always chaotic, but since she was coming into the classroom halfway through the semester, this year was already proving to be an uphill battle in concentration. She tried to remind herself that she’d been lucky to get this last-minute teaching assignment when she’d rushed home unexpectedly to be closer to her mom. Rubbing her temples, she added, “It’s just that it would’ve been nice to be forewarned that I’d have to see him on a regular basis. I didn’t even know that Sugar Falls had a real fire department now.”

      Luke gestured at his wife’s blue uniform with a greasy thumb. “As soon as the residents of Sugar Falls voted to form their own police force, everyone knew that a fire station was going to be next. They’re even housed in the same building. On two separate sides, obviously.”

      Hannah sighed. Before she’d left for Ghana, she’d attended every school board and city council meeting there was. She should’ve expected as much and normally would be the first to endorse the improvement of their town. But did they have to hire Isaac Jones?

      “What are his qualifications, anyway?” she muttered to herself, but Carmen’s raised brow indicated she’d heard. “I mean, besides volunteering with his uncle and racing around town as if he had a siren permanently attached to anything he drove. Including that jet boat he used to drive way too fast on Rush Lake, showing off for all those girls from Sugar Falls High.”

      “I remember that boat! That’s the one his dad bought him for his sixteenth birthday.” Luke smiled, then caught his bride-to-be’s eye and quickly cleared his throat. “I mean, I remember that it went fast. I don’t exactly recall the part about the girls...”

      Carmen laughed at Luke’s flustered explanation. “Perhaps I should put on my bikini and grab a wakeboard to help jog your memory.”

      Luke pulled his fiancée toward him and whispered something in her ear, causing her to squeal with laughter.

      Hannah rolled her eyes at the smitten couple. “I lived in this town for five years after college and didn’t have so much as a blind date. I’m barely out of the country and you and Drew and every other single person in Sugar Falls are getting married off.”

      “Technically,” Luke said, tapping his bare ring finger. “I’m still waiting for Carmen to make an honest man out of me.”

      “Good luck with that,” Hannah said with a snort. Then she added, “How’re the wedding plans going?”

      “Moving the date up to Thanksgiving week was a little tricky. We had to switch venues, make it more of a destination wedding so that Carmen’s family wouldn’t have so far to travel. But the sooner we have it, the easier it will be for Mom to...you know.”

      The immediate silence grounded Hannah and reminded her that she had bigger issues to address СКАЧАТЬ