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- Dear Marcail
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- Books by Lori Wick
- About the Author
All three of the children watched Rigg bend low to kiss his mothers cheek before he made the introductions.
Mom, this is the Donovan family. Kaitlin is the new schoolteacher. Sean is going to work some evenings and Saturdays for me and this is Marcail. Shes nine.
May Taylor beamed at the children before her. Her hair was liberally shot with gray and the corners of her eyes had many seams, as though smiling was something she did all the time. Her figure was full and the gray eyes, now smiling at everyone with warmth and welcome, were so much like Riggs it was uncanny.
Its so good to meet you, please come in. May was about to say more but she could see that Kate was hesitating.
Mrs. Taylor, this is such short notice. Maybe we should come back another time.
May could see that Rigg was about to step in so she lightly touched his arm to stop him.
I promise you, Kaitlin, its wonderful to have you. God has blessed us with a large home and weve always opened it to anyone who might have a need.
Kate didnt know what to say to that and actually she didnt have time because Rigg was moving everyone toward the house. May watched her son with some surprise.
This was far from the first time Rigg had sent someone over to stay. In fact the last time a young woman needed a home there had been quite a misunderstanding. Rigg had spent a few uncomfortable hours explaining that his intentions had not been romantic. But this time, well, May was sure shed never seen him so determined to see someone stay with his family.
They had gone in through the back door and Rigg was heading to the back stairway. You could also get upstairs from the living room but since theyd come in at the kitchen, it was the logical way to go.
Sean headed up first with Marcail behind him. May was given a chance to watch her son, as Kaitlin followed her brother and sister. She had given up believing that she would ever see that special look on Riggs face. She wondered if he, as yet, could define what he was so obviously feeling. Mays eyes swung to the spot that Kaitlin had just vacated on the stairs. Rigg was a wonderful man and May, not knowing her, couldnt help but wonder if Kaitlin Donovan was worthy of him.
Kate sank down into the bathtub with a heartfelt sigh. It didnt matter that it was Friday afternoon and not Saturday night; the water felt heavenly.