I knew it was just a matter of time, but once nothing happened after the first two weeks, I kinda got my hopes up. But sure enough, after three weeks post-church reveal and about ten days after Jackson Sharp had been stayin’ at the inn… it happened. “I hope I’m not upsetting you,” McKenna said, biting her lip. The picture of innocence. “I just thought you should know. I’d want to know if it pertained to me,” she added in for good measure. I clenched my jaw and then took a second before I answered. I was putting away all my classroom supplies right after Sunday school class. The kids had been making macaroni art to take home with them. Ironically enough, they covered a large “P” for patience. “Of course, McKenna,” I said after a moment. “Thanks for telling me. I appreciate it.” Pasting a huge smile on my face, I continued cleaning up the room. I glanced back over to where I left her standing. She hadn’t gone anywhere.
