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Authors: CHAUTONA HAVIG
Past Forward- A Serial Novel: Episode 11
A Serial Novel: Episode
Eleven
Chautona Havig
Copyright 2012 Chautona Havig
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Contents
Copyright 2012 Chautona Havig
2
Seventy-Five
“
Hey there,
”
Chad
’
s voice murmured.
Willow shifted the phone to her other ear
,
smiling.
It was good to hear him sound so normal.
“
Did they decide when to let you go home?
”
“
Mom and
D
ad are packing a bag for me and then coming to get me.
They
’
ll drop me off at your house on the
ir
way home.
You sure you want to do this?
I could have
M
om bring the air mattress and sleep downstairs so you could keep your bed
.”
“
No, your mom wants to pamper you for a day or two
,
and I think that
’
s nice
.”
Chad sighed.
A week at Willow
’
s and no work.
It sounded like a vacation rather than doctor
’
s orders.
“
I can
’
t go back to work until Saturday.
I
’
m really leaving them shorthanded
.”
“
Well, you
’
re no good to them until you
’
re healthy
,
so I
’
m glad.
Besides, you work too hard anyway
.”
“
Says the woman who works mo
re than the rest of us combined
!
”
Muffled sounds filled Willow
’
s ears until Chad returned delighted.
“
They
’
re back.
I
’
ll see you in a while.
Make me some coffee?
”
“
As you wish,
”
she teased as she hung up the phone.
She hurried to the kitchen to heat the water and dumped the instant coffee
crystals
in his new mug.
“
As you wish,
”
she whispered once more.
Chad rested on his bed while Willow and Marianne worked on the spare bedroom.
Two hours earlier,
Marianne
had
jumped up from the floor
,
c
aught up in Willow
’
s vision,
and announced she was going to town
.
“
I need magazines.
I can
’
t see this without pictures.
You
’
ll have to show me what
you want
,
and then maybe I
’
ll understand
.”
Now they sat bent over half a dozen magazines
,
debating
the idea of
Willow
’
s old dollhouse as a focal piece in the room v
ersus
a bookcase filled with baskets of yarns.
“
If I go with the yarns, I
’
ll choose what I want to knit based upon what I think will look pretty in the baskets rather than based upon what I want to wear
, but…
”
“
I think we
’
ve been in here too long.
You can decide with fresh eyes later
.”
Willow
rose to go grab
her ball gown
from her room,
but Marianne stopped her.
“
I did get a couple of more magazines
—”
“
Why
didn
’
t you show me
?
Maybe
—
”
“
They
’
re not for decorating
,
”
Marianne
warned.
“
Well, what are they for then?
”
Looking sheepish
, Marianne pulled them from her suitcase.
“
Modern Bride
and
Brides
.
When I saw them, I couldn’t resist, but…”
Willow
took
one of
the large magazine
s and flipped through the pages.
“
Wow.
This is a lot of information.
Just to say
,
‘
I do
?’”
Marianne sat on the edge of the bed and watched as Willow thumbed through both magazines.
“
I would have thought that this would be right up your alley.
I mean you love to create
;
you love beauty
.
I thought you
’
d be all caught up in creating invitations and guest favors, and planning dresses
.”
With h
er
voice laced
with disappointment
, she added,
“
I assume you
’
ll make your dress
.”