Loretta Ellingsworth

Batting Order (eBook, ePUB)

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Produktbeschreibung

"I wish Archer was here. Somehow it seems too forward to be doing this when he's not here."

"Her daughters came, didn't they? He said we should start as soon as they had gone."

Dozie gestured to the room that looked abandoned. Emptied of presence. "I guess they took what they wanted. Her jewelry box is open. The jewelry stirred about."

"Well, if we find an heirloom or two, we can put them aside and tell the girls, or ask Archer when he returns." Friday straightened the stack of empty boxes, cracked the marker out of its packaging, laying it on the vanity and looking around, then choosing a garbage bag for what it was designed for, trash, she dropped in into a much smaller trash can and folded a deep cuff around the outside.

There was more of a contrast between the women than their age. Friday would never be described as wispy. She had curves from side to side and from front to back. She was wearing comfortable I'm going to be working in these jeans jeans with a tunic long knitted shirt. "It was a beautiful affair."

"Yes, it was. So many people came. She was deserving."

"Wonderful eulogy. I tried to capture it with my cell phone but I was too far away and too many people were moved to tears. All I got was sniffing and moving static. So, where do we start? How about the drapes? We need some more light in here anyway. I forgot the two-step."

While Friday went in search of the two-step, Dozie sat on the bed and ran her fingers over the chenille spread tracing the tufts of the vining flowers. The colors had faded over time and the tufting had lost some of its velvety plush.

Friday returned with a grin and a short ladder slung on her shoulder instead of the two step stool she'd gone for. "Borrowed it from the carpenters' cart. Do you think they'll miss it?"

"Not with Queen Bea making changes every five minutes."

"Can you believe her? She's already started renovations on the dining room."

"The biggest one was announcing that she is now the hostess. Well, we'll see what Archer has to say about that when he returns."

Friday placed the short ladder next to the drapes in question and climbed up to unhook the pleats from the draw-drape hardware. A puff of dust flew when she unhooked the first pleat, she waved her hand to dispel the cloud. "Well, I can see why Tressa can keep her nails as long as they are."

"Play nice, Friday."

"Maybe we'd better strip the bed to the sheet or the mattress cover. No point in getting the spread all dusty."

"She loved this spread. Her Sunday spread. Put it on on Saturday afternoon and folded it up Sunday night. It's old and faded and out of style now, but she loved it."

"I guess that's why her daughters didn't want it."

"I bet if she'd had a son, he'd want it."

They studied the faded chenille basket of flowers in the center of the bedspread as they lifted the corners to share folding it.

Friday said, "For his daughter, maybe."

"She had the daughters, I had sons. The lacks brought us together."

"No one's going to claim this, why don't you keep it?"

"It rightly should go with the charity items."

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Loretta Ellingsworth
• Erscheinungstermin: 2. März 2025
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9798227632845
• Artikelnr.: 73531206