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Now you just run along home, Bobbie; Ill fill in here. I cant think how Bill could have overlooked this.
Bobbie looked hesitant again, and May rushed on to assure her. Ill tell Jeff youve gone home and Im sure hell be along shortly. Well be fine for the rest of the day. Oh, heres Jeff now. Walk Bobbie home, dear, and then bring her to supper tonight. Ask Jake and Maryanne too.
Can you believe this, Bill? First nothing, now two daughters-in-law and a grandchild . . . Mays words were cut off as she pushed the young couple out the front door and closed it behind them.
Bobbie and Jeff looked at each other and burst out laughing. Your mother is wonderful.
That she is. Did you really want to go home?
It wasnt my idea.
Well, then, Ill have to thank my mother for the chance to have you all to myself.
They walked hand in hand toward the Bradfords, their conversation as relaxed as ever, but now with a certain intimacy that was both mysterious and exciting.
The first question were going to be asked tonight is when, Jeff told Bobbie.
You mean, what date have we set?
Thats it.
Oh. Bobbie walked a few steps in silence. What do we tell them?
Why, October fifth, of course!
Bobbie came to a complete stop just before they walked into her yard. Youve already consulted a calendar?
Jeffs look was adorably mischievous. Ive known for some time now that you were the one. Women arent the only ones to plan and dream, you know. I didnt know when God would bring us together like He did today, but while I waited, I thought about our future constantly.
I think Im ready for you to tell me everything, like when you knew and all that.
Well, I think I was pretty unsettled from the very beginning, since I was jealous of Gilbert when he ate lunch with you and I had to go to Sylvias.
Gilbert! Are you serious?
Im afraid so, but that wasnt really the start. The start was when you came to the house to visit me after the accident. Remember when we played checkers?
I remember.
I wanted to kiss your neck in the worst way.
Jeff, Bobbie said softly, her cheeks heating just slightly, that was weeks ago.
I know, and all I can say is, God is a strong provider. You see, that was back when I still thought you might marry Cleve, and I knew I had no business feeling as I did, but God somehow moderated my feelings through that time.
The moderation began to fade on the camping trip and evaporated completely when I felt your lips on mine.
Bobbie stared at him in amazement. I knew something took place on the camping trip, but Jeff, the rest of what you said happened right after I came back to town.
Yes, I know. Jeff smiled tenderly and bent to kiss her.