each other every day, either, but I’m learning as I go.”
Silas gave a short laugh. “I feel like every day there’s something else I don’t know.”
“And just when you’ve got it, they throw something new at you.”
Like a picture of their teacher.
“So I just let her come to the class? I don’t have to do anything else?”
Josie shook her head, then glanced down.
Silas followed the direction of her gaze and saw her twist her wrist as she checked her watch.
Time to push off.
“Then I’ll see you later today,” he said, taking a step backward. “Gotta run.”
“I promised my grandmother I’d be back right away,” Josie added as if she felt the need to explain. “And I hope you have a happy birthday.”
Silas thought once again about the birthday present lying on the seat of his truck.
And what was he supposed to do about that?
Chapter Two
“So what are you staring at?” Nicki’s voice pulled Josie’s attention away from Silas, who was getting into his truck.
“Nothing,” Josie said with an airy tone, tucking her hair behind her ear in a casual gesture. She gave the toddler perched on Nicki’s hip a gentle smile, hoping to distract her friend. “Hey, Kasey, how are you?”
Kasey blinked, then turned her face into Nicki’s slender shoulder, her fingers tangling in Nicki’s long blond hair.
“She’s out of sorts today,” Nicki said with a wistful smile. “She had a bad night.”
Josie gently touched the toddler’s wispy hair. “Nightmares, you think?”
“I wouldn’t be surprised. I know I would have nightmares if I was found wandering alone on the riverbank, after a tornado had just swept through town.” Nicki shuddered. “It still gives me the creeps to think how close she came to drowning.”
“And still no word from her parents?”
Nicki shook her head, holding Kasey even closer. “Not since those people falsely claimed they knew her, hoping to cash in on the fund set up for her.”
Josie shook her head. “I still can’t believe people would do that.”
The sound of a truck caught Josie’s attention and as she glanced sidelong, she caught sight of Silas driving past. He was watching her. She flushed again and turned in time to see her friend give her a thoughtful nod.
“He’s good-looking enough. In a broody sort of way,” Nicki said with a teasing smile.
“Not my type,” Josie said with a dismissive wave of her hand. Besides, he was a widower with a young daughter. Her life was complicated and messy enough.
She glanced at her watch. “I gotta run. My grandmother doesn’t appreciate being left alone too long.”
“How’s she doing?” Nicki asked.
Josie waggled her hand. “Not great. She’s still in a lot of pain.”
“I’m sad for her, but at the same time, happy for me. Because the longer you stay here, the longer I have to convince you to change your mind about moving away.”
Josie tried not to respond to the wistful tone in her friend’s voice, but it was the plaintive look in her blue eyes that almost did her in. “I can’t, Nicki. You know that no matter what I do, my grandmother won’t let me forget who I was and what I used to do.” She had struggled and prayed over her difficult decision to move. Since she had taken in Alyssa, her life had changed but it seemed her grandmother hadn’t accepted that or forgotten Josie’s part. And now, even worse, her grandmother was turning her disapproving eye on Alyssa, as well. “And it seems many of the people in this town are determined to remember, as well.”
“How can you say that? Everyone in town thinks you’re great. You help everywhere help is needed. Since the tornado, you’ve been working your fingers to the bone.” She shifted Kasey to her other side, absently stroking the toddler’s head with her cheek. “And that stuff you used to do—surely your grandmother can’t still hold that against you?”
Josie sighed. “It seems she does. And if anything, having her live with me has proved to me more and more the necessity of leaving.”
“But Alyssa and Lily…” Nicki let the sentence trail off.
Josie fought her own guilt over Alyssa. She knew how close she and Lily were and how devastated her niece would be to leave her best friend behind, but it couldn’t be helped.
Another quick glance at her watch showed her she had to move on.
“Sorry, Nicki. I really gotta run.”
“Will you still cover my preschool class after lunch? I’ve got to take Kasey to the doctor.”
“Absolutely. Drive safe.”
“And I’m going to be praying something will happen to you to make you change your mind.”
Josie just laughed. “It would take quite something for that to happen. See you.”
Josie hurried down the street, glancing at her watch again, feeling a moment of guilt as she remembered doing the same in front of Silas. She couldn’t help it. In the past month, time had become her nemesis.
After the tornado had left her and Alyssa’s home uninhabitable, they had moved temporarily into one of the cottages belonging to the Waters family along the river.
And when her grandmother was discharged from the hospital, unable to take care of herself, unable to walk and also unable to move into her home, she had moved in with Josie and Alyssa.
Every day was spent caring for her grandmother and Alyssa, dealing with an insurance company who required endless reams of paperwork, making lists and appointments for her grandmother and trying not to grieve the loss of the things she had owned.
Josie hurried up the walk to the house. This morning the physiotherapist was coming for her grandmother, then she had promised Nicki that she would cover her preschool class after lunch.
Then she had to get what she needed for her own baking class later that afternoon.
As Josie ran up the temporary wheelchair ramp to the cottage, she heard her grandmother’s shrill voice calling her name.
And she paused, her fingertips resting on the door.
Please, Lord, give me patience. Help me to care for my grandmother as I should. She waited a moment, as if waiting for a quick answer to that prayer to come raining down from Heaven, then she turned the knob and stepped into the cottage.
“I’ve been waiting for hours,” Mrs. Carter called out as Josie
