Made for Each Other. Irene Brand

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sit alone?”

      “I’ll watch for you in the foyer,” Erica said. “Good luck with your mother-daughter talk.”

      “Thanks, I’ll need it.”

      Jacob dressed in his running shoes and a pair of sweats, drew on a lightweight windbreaker and let himself out of the apartment he rented in his grandmother’s Victorian home. He turned on the MP3 player at his waist and got ready for his three-mile jog before church.

      As he ran this morning, however, the inspirational music he was listening to was just background sound for his thoughts of Aimee Blake. His strong attraction to her surprised him. At times, Jacob wished that he had a steady girlfriend, but past experience had left him with a slew of emotional scars. He had dated Megan Russell all during high school. He’d loved her and thought she loved him, but she’d betrayed him with another man in their senior year. And she wouldn’t even tell him who the other man was. The pain ran so deep that he couldn’t forget it, and he didn’t want to get involved again. He dated occasionally but always avoided becoming serious about anyone.

      He wasn’t sure that would be true with Aimee. Already, he was looking forward to speaking to her on the phone and seeing her again. He definitely didn’t want a serious relationship, so why was he thinking about her? If, after two brief meetings, he was eager to see Aimee, maybe it would be better to avoid her completely.

      Jacob ran vigorously and, in spite of the mid-thirties’ cold, his body was steaming when he came back in sight of the house. He slowed his pace to a slow walk as he reached the front lawn.

      A pert robin hopped around the grass, looking for breakfast in the ground. Jacob smiled when he saw a few dandelions beaming their yellow presence in the frosty grass. Although many people disliked dandelions in their lawns, they were such hardy plants that they encouraged him to keep going when the way was difficult.

      Before he went to his apartment over the garage, Jacob stepped inside the house to check on his grandmother. Looking at her small frame, gray hair and the many wrinkles lining her face, he knew some might consider her an old woman. But the depth of her spiritual faith and her good health belied her seventy-plus years and made Stella one of the most powerful women Jacob knew.

      “A nice morning for a run,” Gran commented. “How did the singles meeting go last night?”

      “Very well,” he said. “The program was good, and Erica brought her neighbor, Aimee Blake, to the meeting. She seemed to enjoy it, and she may be interested in helping us with Siblings. I’m going to contact her about it.”

      “I’ve heard Erica talk about a neighbor she’s wanted to bring to the singles meeting. She’s a widow, I believe?”

      “That’s the one. She has one daughter who’s fourteen. We didn’t talk long, but I gathered Aimee was sincerely interested in our work.”

      “We can use her help at the office,” Gran said. “A woman from Social Services called today, and they have two sisters they’d like us to lend a hand until they can find foster parents for them. It takes a lot of time to prepare profiles on new applicants, so I can use assistance. Besides, we have more children needing aid than we have volunteers.”

      “I’ll contact Aimee sometime this weekend, and ask her to attend the Siblings meeting Tuesday evening.”

      Although he wanted to see Aimee again, every time he started to dial her number that morning, Jacob got cold feet and backed out. Badly disillusioned by his fiancée when he was barely out of his teens, he had determined not to go beyond friendship with any woman again.

      If she joined the singles group, he would see her monthly, but if he saw her more often in the Siblings meetings, his attraction might grow. He had a feeling Aimee was different from the other women he’d dated. Or was she? He hadn’t reached a conclusion before he left for church that morning.

      Intent on his job as an usher greeting parishioners and visitors and finding convenient seats for them, Jacob returned to the foyer just as Aimee opened the door and stepped inside. She looked a little lost until she saw him. A smile relaxed her face, and he wondered if she was aware of the enchanting picture she made when she smiled. He noted how the cobalt blouse she wore with a black suit brought out the blue of her eyes. She carried a silver bag, and large silver hoops dangled from her earlobes.

      Completely disregarding his intentions to stay a safe distance from Aimee, Jacob hurried toward her with a smile. She returned his smile and accepted the hand he offered.

      “Is this becoming a habit?” he said. “We keep running into each other.”

      “I’m not following you,” she said with a low laugh. “I promise.”

      He took a bulletin from a rack and gave it to her. “Well, it’s great that you’re here. Let me find a good seat for you.”

      “Thanks, but I’m meeting Erica. I’ll wait for her.”

      He indicated a row of chairs near the doors to the sanctuary. “Sit there. Erica usually arrives early, so she’ll be here soon.”

      Aimee glanced through the bulletin as she waited for Erica, surreptitiously watching Jacob as he carried out his assigned duties as usher. His voice was compassionate. He was gracious to old and young alike. She noticed again how captivatingly handsome he was, and decided that Jacob’s nature matched his appearance.

      Was it just coincidence, or was it significant that she had encountered Jacob three times in as many days? Her granny always used the expression “It was meant to be.” Could that be true of her meetings with Jacob? Not that she expected anything from him, but she could use another friend right now.

      Her attention was diverted from Jacob when Erica hurried into the foyer. Aimee felt her face warming when Erica caught her intense scrutiny of the man. Jacob would have escorted them to a seat, but Erica waved him aside.

      “Why didn’t you tell me Jacob would be at this service?” Aimee said as they walked down the aisle.

      “I didn’t think about it.”

      “He must be a busy man. If he’s active here at the church, has a counseling business and manages Substitute Siblings.”

      “He’s busy all the time. Sometimes I think he’s a man driven to prove himself. He rarely misses a service. Neither does his grandmother, Stella Milton. If I see her, I’ll introduce you to her. You’ll like her.”

      “This is a big room,” Aimee commented as they walked to the front of the long, formal sanctuary. They faced a pulpit several feet above the main floor, with a wide spread of organ pipes as a backdrop. A praise band was gathering to lead the opening service. The communion table featured an arrangement of white lilies behind an open Bible.

      “The room is full most of the time. Where’s Samantha? Wouldn’t she come with you?”

      Aimee answered, “I didn’t ask her. She came upstairs and announced that she was going to the mall with Jennifer. Instead of arguing, I told her that was good so she wouldn’t be alone while I went to church.”

      “She looked as if she thought I’d lost it, but she didn’t say anything. It’s obvious she doesn’t want to be with me, yet she doesn’t want me to go anywhere without her either. Rather ironic, isn’t it?”

      The

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