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- Whatever Tomorrow Brings
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- The Taylor and Donovan Families1871
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- Books by Lori Wick
- About the Author
Jeff looked sharply at the small girl beside him to see she was barely containing her laughter. His mouth dropped open when she spoke next because her voice was dripping with sarcasm.
Very good, Jeffrey. You were actually listening. Bobbie grinned at him and Jeff found himself laughing hard.
You, he said as he shook a finger at Bobbie, are incredibly sassy.
So Ive been told, Bobbie admitted without apology. But at least I dont put carrots in my nose.
You know, Jeff said thoughtfully, feeling fully relaxed for the first time, it might be kind of fun. He raised a carrot stick toward his face and Bobbie laughingly snatched it away from him.
You have very nice teeth, did you know that? Jeff asked Bobbie suddenly, and she looked surprised and then very serious.
Is it really so important, Jeff, to be with someone good-looking? I mean, do good looks mean that much to you that you need to find something about me thats attractive? Bobbie could see that she had shocked him, but she kept her eyes on his and could tell he was thinking.
I think youre right. I do put too much stock on good looks. If I hurt you just then, Im sorry.
Oh, dont apologize Jeff, or feel bad. Bobbies voice grew dry, but her eyes were sparkling. Youre just a teenage boy and they usually dont know any better.
Jeff looked shocked again, and then let his head fall back against the tree and laugheda deep-down laugh that came from the pit of his stomach and nearly made it ache.
They talked undisturbed for the next half-hour. Jeff couldnt believe what a good time he was having. Roberta Bradford was a lot of fun. He had even managed to forget Sylvia, until he looked up to see her and Richard headed their way.
My, but theres a lot of laughter going on over here. Sylvias mouth was smiling but her eyes werent.
Yeah, Jeff, hows the long straw?
Jeff leveled Richard with a look that was almost dangerous. The other boy knew he had overstepped his bounds and immediately shut his mouth. Sylvia wasnt so tactful.
Oh, come now, Jeff. Dont get so mad. Im sure Bobbie understands that you wouldnt have brought her if youd had a choice.
Once again Jeffs furious eyes were directed at Richard, now knowing that he had told Sylvia what they had done in the barn. Jeff then looked to the young woman with whom he believed himself to be in love. She had never had Jeff angry with her before, and it was almost frightening. When Richard pulled on her hand she left the other couple willingly. No one noticed that Bobbies face had lost all color.
What did Richard mean, Jeff? Bobbie asked softly.
Its nothing, Bobbie. Forget it.
Thats not true, Jeff, or youd be looking me in the eye.