by Barbara Lohr
Being with other women might be good for her. “Maybe. Thanks for mentioning it.”
Sarah looked pleased with herself. “Good. We're meeting next Wednesday. My house at seven.”
Whoa. “But I haven't read the book.”
“‘Bridges of Madison County.’ I'll get it to you next week.”
“Oh, I can wing that one.” An old favorite, the novel was packed up in the garage of the condo, waiting for a destination address.
The door to the kitchen slammed open, and two little boys tumbled out, barefoot with t-shirts untucked. “Mom, Mom!” the first little guy called out, running to Sarah. “Nathan won’t share!”
“Mine! These are my dinosaurs!” The other boy clutched some plastic figures to his heaving chest. The unruly hair marked them as Sarah's children.
“Double trouble.” Sarah stared them both down. “Justin and Nathan, can’t you say hello to Kate?”
The boys looked like they might consider it.
“Hello.”
“Hi.”
Sarah laid one hand on each boy’s shoulder. “Where's Grandma Lila?”
Justin poked one finger back toward the kitchen. “Making something.”
At that moment, a silver-haired woman appeared in the doorway, looking tired and more than a little frustrated.
“Sarah, I tried but they’re bored.” When Lila threw up both hands, white flour flew. “Hi, Kate. Good to see you.”
“Boys, we’re going to learn to share or your father will be very disappointed.” Sarah wagged one finger before turning back to Kate. “Their daddy is a very brave soldier.” The last was obviously said for their benefit.
“You must be so proud of him,” Kate said. With his polished Italian loafers and weekly hair styling, Brian wouldn’t have dreamed of going over to the Middle East. “Was Jamie in the reserves?”
Sarah nodded. “Called up, but he would have volunteered anyway. I’ve got a ton of chores ready when he gets back.”
Kate checked the time. “I should get moving. Guess I’ll take a cheese crown for my mom.”
Shepherding the two boys toward their grandmother, Sarah bustled back behind the counter to retrieve Kate’s cheese crown. “Mom, I think it’s nap time.”
Both boys howled.
Waving away Kate’s money, Sarah squeezed her hand. “Oh, don't be silly.”
“I’ll see you…”
“Next Wednesday,” Sarah supplied. “My house. Seven o’clock.”
“Right.” Slotting something on her calendar felt good. Almost banished the embarrassment from running into Cole Campbell.
After all, wasn’t he the one who should be embarrassed?
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Acknowledgements
Many thanks to Romance Writers of America and Central Ohio Fiction Writers. My core of fellow writers has been invaluable. Also a huge thank you to the writers on the Yahoo loops that share their wisdom. On a more personal level, Sandy Loyd and Marcia James, can’t thank you enough for your sage advice and sense of humor. I look forward to enjoying this journey together. Thanks to Kim Killion for covers that rock and to The Editing Hall, especially Chris Hall, for her input and editing skills.
For my daughters, Kelly and Shannon, reading has always been a shared joy, from Judy Blume to Janet Evanovich. My grandchildren, Bo and Gianna, bring me such joy and of course pop up in my work. To my husband Ted, words aren’t adequate to thank you for your love and support. You’re my rock who quickly steps into the role of computer guru when emergencies arise. May we have many more wonderful years together that include trips to Leopold’s for ice cream.
About the Author
Barbara Lohr writes contemporary romance with a flair for fun and subtly sexy love scenes. Her Windy City Romance series launched in 2013, delighting readers with feisty women who take on hunky heroes and life’s issues. The Man from Yesterday series is set in Gull Harbor, just around the southern bend of Lake Michigan. Both series are continually developed with stories that spring from readers' interest. Family often figures in her novels and novellas. “No woman falls in love without some family influence, either positive or negative.” Dark chocolate is her favorite food group, and delicious food often figures in her work. She makes a mean popover. Barbara lives in the South with her husband and a cat that insists he was Heathcliff in a former life. When she's not writing, she enjoys golf, kayaking, biking and cooking. Sign up for her newsletter by going to her website. Friend her on Facebook or connect on Twitter!
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