Nobody Can Say It’s You: A Hadley Pell Cozy Mystery
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Sprinkled with the morning’s dew.
The rarest wildwood flower
My darlin’ only you
Are more beautiful to me
Than this sweetest rose a’bloom.
I was a lonesome rambler,
Just a guitar-playin’ fool.
I never needed anyone,
Till darlin’, I met you.
You filled my heart with sunshine.
I know I’ll see you soon.
Love’s blossomed in my heart,
Sweetest wildwood rose a’bloom.
There ain’t no doubt about it.
True love’s spark is now aflame.
My heart just skips a beat
At the mention of your name.
This song just says ‘I love you’
From a guitar-playin’ fool.
Please say that you’ll be mine,
Sweetest wildwood rose a’bloom.
“Well?” Hobie asked, after the camera was turned off.
“Hobie Stricker,” Hadley said, “I think that’s the best gift anybody’s ever given me in a very, very long time.”
“Wanna go steady?” Hobie asked.
“Like high school sweethearts?” Hadley asked. “Don’t you think we’re a little too old?”
“Are you kiddin’?” Hobie asked. “I think we could still burn up the back seat of a roadster with the best of them.”
“Hobie Stricker!” Hadley said. “You rascal! Wanna go break in the back seat of my old sedan?”
“I was thinkin’ more along the lines of my old Bronco. A moonlight ride on Cedar Run Ridge. You ’n’ me ’n’ our birthday suits.”
“Well, that answers the question of what to wear. How’s that heater on that old heap, Hobie?”
“It’s good, but with what I got in mind, darlin’, a heater is the last thing we’ll be thinkin’ about.”
“Hobie.”
“Yeah, hon.”
“The suit’s wrinkled.”
“Don’t matter none. Mine is, too. Just means the skin we in is good and broke in.”
“Hobie?”
“Um’hmm.”
“I like the way you think.”
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