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Bobbie stopped in her tracks and stared at Carla. The next instant they were hugging and Bobbie was fighting tears. Once at the hotel Carla found them a table and they talked nonstop for the next hour.
Can you please tell me what you said to Troy this weekend?
Bobbie shrugged. It wasnt much. I asked him if you two were going to be married and when he said yes, I asked what he was waiting for. To put it simply, I criticized him for his reasons. I could see it made him think.
Carla sighed. Thanks, Bobbie. Ive wanted to bring up the subject of my working for a long time, but I felt that might be pushing him. Until last night, I wasnt really sure he wanted to marry me because he always used that reason. I just never thought it had any validity.
So what are your plans now?
First of all, your parents are coming to supper tomorrow night, and the six of usthat includes my folksare going to talk. Will you feel bad, Bobbie, because youre not there?
Just awful, Bobbie said with a smile. Ill pout all evening. Now tell me more!
Wed like to be married right away, say in a month, with just a quiet ceremony. Then, after weve been away for a few days on a honeymoon trip, wed like to come home, get settled in our house, and have a reception with the church family.
I think that sounds wonderful! Where will you live?
Thats one of the items we need to discuss with our folks. With Troy working on this side of town, it would be nice to find a place close by.
Lunch had been served to the ladies, but they had barely taken notice. Bobbie commented that she better eat or she would go back to work hungry. Carla continued to tell her future sister-in-law of her plans, and long before they were done Bobbie had to go back the shipping office, wishing as she did that she had time to find Troy and hug him.
Bobbie was almost as dreamy as Carla had been at lunch when she went back to work. But preoccupied as she was, she did not fail to notice how distracted Jeff seemed. He was polite, but it was clear that something weighed on his mind.
Bobbie was not given an opportunity to question him, but when Sylvia came in at closing time Jeff instantly perked up. Bobbie was relieved to witness such a scene, since it gave her peace of mind over his odd behavior. Jeff excused himself for a moment to finish some business.
Hello, Bobbie, Sylvia greeted her quietly from where she waited by the door. Bobbie finally recalled Jeff saying he had a date with Sylvia.
Hi, Sylvia. Come over, sit down.