Her eyes had glazed over, and her smile wasn’t nearly as bright as it had been last night. “Do you like little diners, or are you the designer coffeehouse type?” he asked. She shrugged. “It really doesn’t matter.” Yep, something had changed. Her emotional distance was so obvious, it was slammi...
Right behind her were Cissy and Charlene. "Hey, girl. We heard your mama was here, and wild horses couldn't keep us from checkin' things out." Charlene turned to Sunny's mother. "Hey, I'm Charlene, and this is Bethann." "What about me?" Cissy piped up. "If it weren't for me none of us would know ...
Three weeks had passed since Ruthie Kauffman had agreed to go to the circus with him, and she hadn’t changed her mind. He’d seen her in church Sunday nearly a week ago, and she’d even smiled at him before looking away. Her shyness intrigued him. He’d seen a change in Pop ever since they’d known A...