Galen’s here.” Ruth hopped up from the table. Her chair crashed to the floor, and she didn’t care a whit. Josh stood as well. “Galen, come join us.” “Don’t mind if I do.” Galen strode over and gallantly set Ruth’s chair upright and motioned for her to be seated. She stepped back. “Galen, I’d like you to meet Mr. Daryl Farnsworth. Mr. Farnsworth, Galen O’Sullivan—a very dear neighbor.” Farnsworth rose, and they shook hands. Josh motioned for Galen to take the chair Ruth had occupied and seated her in his own, then dragged over another one and sat on her other side. Ruth flashed him a smile of gratitude. She couldn’t bear to be near his father any longer. Mama’s edict not to discuss finances made perfect sense. Ever since McCain realized she possessed a fortune, he’d become an absolute pest—even barged into the bank while she was there today. “I just came from the mercantile.” Galen chuckled. “You ladies could form a business. Just about every jar of jelly has already sold.”
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