back down the mountain and smiled. Megan had no idea that she had just helped to pick out the place where she and her future children would be seeing countless sunsets. Hopefully. Now, if only her son could close the deal.
“Megan, why don’t I just drop you off at your house instead of the office, and then I can pick you up for our meeting at ten?”
Megan glanced up from the notes she had been writing down, raising her eyebrows.
“Now, Cora, you are too thoughtful. Clients shouldn’t have to drive their real estate agents anywhere. It should be the other way around. I don’t want to put you out.”
Megan studied Cora for a moment. What a sincerely nice person. This had been her lucky day and she had a lot to be thankful for. Now she wouldn’t have to go crawling to her mother for money.
“Cora, if I had one wish, it would be that my kids could have a grandma like you.”
Cora’s lower lip began to tremble as Megan went back to her notes. She had no idea where Trevor had found this girl, but if she had anything to do with it, she wasn’t letting her get away.
Six
WELL?”
“Well what?”
“Did you sign the contract?!”
“Of course I did, you ninny. She’s exquisite and the perfect mother for my grandchildren. I’m just a little curious about how, where, and when you met her. I wouldn’t mind some details, you know.”
Trevor threw his briefcase onto his mother’s bright, floral-print couch and collapsed comfortably on it. His mother had signed. He’d been on pins and needles all day wondering what his mother would make of Megan. Even worse, he had feared that his mother would recognize her from his high school days. He could still remember his mother pointing out Megan at one of the football games and criticizing her hair and makeup. He wouldn’t be the one to remind her of that.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.”
Cora put the halibut she was marinating back in the fridge and turned to face her son with hands on her hips.
“Excuse me? Instead of slipping in a few little tidbits of how wonderful my son is, I could be telling her about the time you shaved your hair off for Halloween and had to be rushed to the emergency room for a blood transfusion and stitches. Or there was the time you and your friends got caught by the bishop stashing all of the hymn books in the nursery toy closet.”
Trevor winced at the memories but couldn’t help laughing anyway. “You know, you should have been a gangster or a lawyer, Mom. You have the killer instinct. You just have to go for the throat, don’t you?”
Cora wiped her hands on her apron and advanced towards her son menacingly. “There’s something you’re not telling me, isn’t there, Trev? What’s the mystery here?”
“Okay, I’ll be honest with you. She doesn’t even know me. I saw her for the first time in ten years last week. Satisfied?”
Cora stepped back with a blank look on her face. She must have missed something. “What?”
Trevor closed his eyes and asked himself yet again, what he had been thinking to involve his mother.
“Forget it, Mom. You signed the contract. For better or worse, you’re helping me win Megan over. I know this isn’t how it normally works, but from the moment I laid eyes on her at the reunion, I knew deep down that she was for me. I don’t really want to go into all of the details of why, when, or where though. Let’s just deal with the present. Okay?”
Cora sat down next to her son, who was looking at her with wary eyes. “That’s fine. I’ll leave all of the details alone if that’s the way you want it. But you do have to answer one question. It’s just yes or no.”
Trevor sighed and closed his eyes. “What do you want to know, Mom?”
“I don’t even know if this is possible, given the time restraints, but do you love her?”
Trevor didn’t answer right away. He reached for his briefcase and took out a small black velvet jeweler’s box. He turned and opened it,
“Megan, why don’t I just drop you off at your house instead of the office, and then I can pick you up for our meeting at ten?”
Megan glanced up from the notes she had been writing down, raising her eyebrows.
“Now, Cora, you are too thoughtful. Clients shouldn’t have to drive their real estate agents anywhere. It should be the other way around. I don’t want to put you out.”
Megan studied Cora for a moment. What a sincerely nice person. This had been her lucky day and she had a lot to be thankful for. Now she wouldn’t have to go crawling to her mother for money.
“Cora, if I had one wish, it would be that my kids could have a grandma like you.”
Cora’s lower lip began to tremble as Megan went back to her notes. She had no idea where Trevor had found this girl, but if she had anything to do with it, she wasn’t letting her get away.
Six
WELL?”
“Well what?”
“Did you sign the contract?!”
“Of course I did, you ninny. She’s exquisite and the perfect mother for my grandchildren. I’m just a little curious about how, where, and when you met her. I wouldn’t mind some details, you know.”
Trevor threw his briefcase onto his mother’s bright, floral-print couch and collapsed comfortably on it. His mother had signed. He’d been on pins and needles all day wondering what his mother would make of Megan. Even worse, he had feared that his mother would recognize her from his high school days. He could still remember his mother pointing out Megan at one of the football games and criticizing her hair and makeup. He wouldn’t be the one to remind her of that.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.”
Cora put the halibut she was marinating back in the fridge and turned to face her son with hands on her hips.
“Excuse me? Instead of slipping in a few little tidbits of how wonderful my son is, I could be telling her about the time you shaved your hair off for Halloween and had to be rushed to the emergency room for a blood transfusion and stitches. Or there was the time you and your friends got caught by the bishop stashing all of the hymn books in the nursery toy closet.”
Trevor winced at the memories but couldn’t help laughing anyway. “You know, you should have been a gangster or a lawyer, Mom. You have the killer instinct. You just have to go for the throat, don’t you?”
Cora wiped her hands on her apron and advanced towards her son menacingly. “There’s something you’re not telling me, isn’t there, Trev? What’s the mystery here?”
“Okay, I’ll be honest with you. She doesn’t even know me. I saw her for the first time in ten years last week. Satisfied?”
Cora stepped back with a blank look on her face. She must have missed something. “What?”
Trevor closed his eyes and asked himself yet again, what he had been thinking to involve his mother.
“Forget it, Mom. You signed the contract. For better or worse, you’re helping me win Megan over. I know this isn’t how it normally works, but from the moment I laid eyes on her at the reunion, I knew deep down that she was for me. I don’t really want to go into all of the details of why, when, or where though. Let’s just deal with the present. Okay?”
Cora sat down next to her son, who was looking at her with wary eyes. “That’s fine. I’ll leave all of the details alone if that’s the way you want it. But you do have to answer one question. It’s just yes or no.”
Trevor sighed and closed his eyes. “What do you want to know, Mom?”
“I don’t even know if this is possible, given the time restraints, but do you love her?”
Trevor didn’t answer right away. He reached for his briefcase and took out a small black velvet jeweler’s box. He turned and opened it,
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