Read A Match Made in Dry Creek Online
Authors: Janet Tronstad
“Which leaves us to chaperoneâ” Charley lifted his eyebrow and glanced in the direction of the living room. He didn't need to say anything more. “Not that they need a chaperone.”
“Doris June will always be my baby.”
“It's taken them a long time to get together.”
“Love requires patience,” Mrs. Hargrove said.
Charley blushed at that, although he consoled himself with the thought that his face was weathered enough that no one would notice. He had already figured out
that love required patience. He had decided to take a clue from his son's disastrous first courtship with Doris June and to be patient. The Hargrove women had to make their own decisions about when they were ready for romance and he wasn't going to push Edith on the subject.
“I thought they'd at least have come out for a second helping of your pineapple upside-down cake,” Charley finally said.
“Would you like more?”
“Don't mind if I do,” Charley said. He wouldn't lose any weight by being patient, that was for sure. Lasagna might be Curt's favorite, but the pineapple upside-down cake was for him.
Mrs. Hargrove dished up another serving of dessert for Charley and watched him eat it. Then she put the bowl in the sink and looked at the clock. It had all only taken fifteen minutes.
“Well, I can't stand it,” Mrs. Hargrove finally announced as she stood up and walked into the dining room. From there she could see through the doorway into the living room. She frowned at what she saw. The ceiling light was shining brightly and no one had even bothered to close the door between the dining room and the living room.
Mrs. Hargrove had vowed to not interfere in her daughter's love life again, but sometimes a mother's hand was needed. She didn't even have to look into the
living room. All she needed to do was slip her hand around the doorjamb so she could flip off the overhead light and shut the door.
Doris June and Curt were sitting on the sofa in the living room. They had sneaked out of the house for a quick evening walk down to their sign and they had just sat back down again when the living room was plunged into darkness.
“Is something wrong with a fuse?” Doris June asked, until she saw that the small table lamp in the corner was still on.
Curt shook his head. “I saw a hand reach in and switch the light off. And close the door, too.”
Doris June nodded as she settled back into the curve of Curt's arm. “My mother.”
“I guess she approves.”
“Well, we did miss out on a lot of dates,” Doris June said. “She's just moving us along.”
“Hey, I'm not rushing any of those dates,” Curt said as he bent down to kiss Doris June fully on the lips. “What year are we working on by now anyway?”
“We're up to 1992,” Doris June said.
“Ah,” Curt said as he bent to kiss her again. “That's a good year.”
“They're all good years,” Doris June said as she leaned in for another kiss.
ISBN: 978-1-4268-7197-9
A MATCH MADE IN DRY CREEK
Copyright © 2007 by Janet Tronstad
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