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- Dear Marcail
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- About the Author
You started working in this store Rigg, when you were only 14. And then Uncle Leo turned the whole thing over to you at 19. You havent had any time to date girls or even spend much time with them and now Kaitlin Donovan comes into town and knocks you right off your feet. Naturally you assume its love. Maybe it is, I dont know.
Jeff felt that hed said enough and watched Riggs face carefully to see if hed upset him. When Rigg finally spoke, Jeff wished he had made him angry. Rigg was more upset than he was letting on and Jeff didnt want anything unresolved between them.
Well, I doubt if you came by to discuss my love life. What did you need?
Rigg? Jeffs voice was pained.
No, Jeff its all right. I do feel like Im in love. But Kaitlin isnt ready for anything like that, and having to explore these feelings on my own is a hurting thing.
And I just made it worse by saying youre not even in love.
Its all right, Jeff. Rigg suddenly smiled. Ill just make you eat those words at the wedding. Jeff laughed. This was the Rigg he knew; confident and purposeful.
Rigg wants you to come for supper, Sean told his sisters.
What about all this food?
Ill help you take everything home. By the way, Kate, I was telling Rigg that you cant cook so if you need help with anything, you can ask him tonight.
Sean Donovan! How dare you say I cant cook!
Well, Kate! The young man was equally indignant. You told me yourself what a mess supper was. And dont forget I stood and watched you and Marc swallowing raisins yesterday without even stopping to chew.
The anger drained out of Kate and she began to giggle. Sean shook his head in mock despair. Neither one noticed that Marcail was very quiet.
If you would catch some fish Sean, Kaitlin said between chuckles, we could ask Mr. Riggs to our house instead of him always feeding us.
Hed probably never believe that you werent out to poison him.
Sean walked his sisters home and then went to see if theyd received any mail. He then headed to the Mercantile to tell Rigg they would be there for supper at six.
If theres some reason Marcail, that youd rather not go to Mr. Riggs for supper, you can tell me.
The girls were nearly at Riggs and Kate, whod finally noticed Marcails behavior, had been trying for an hour to bring her out.
Its fine if we eat here.
Marc, Kate said gently, whats wrong?
They had come to a stop just short of the porch steps at Riggs. He had seen them approaching and stood framed in the front door looking down at them.
Marcail looked down at the path beneath her feet and then glanced up at Rigg. When she looked back at Katie, a single tear slid down her cheek.