there and I’ll help you work it out ’ if I ever even hint that I’m ‘done.’”
“I pray I never make you think that.”
She smiled. “You won’t. It’ll be all me. I know me all too well.”
Their eyes locked, enchanting messages flying back and forth between them , until Luke gave himself a little shake of the head and dropped his eyes to the pile of papers on the coffee table. He flipped through them, visibly trying to distract himself, which caused Aggie no little amount of delight. There was no doubt about his feelings toward her, and it seemed as if he understood her heart as well.
One slip of paper, scrawled on yellow legal paper, grabbed his attention. “What? Did you read this?”
“The yellow one? No. What does it say?”
“ ‘There should be a breath holding contest. This will give the little girls a chance to win something. C ari and Kenzie can hold their breaths much longer than I can.’”
“A breath holding contest?”
“It’s futile. They’ll lose.”
Aggie’s eyes asked the obvious question, “Why do you say that?”
Luke stood, squeezed her hand, and dragged himself to the door. “No, don’t get up.”
“But why—”
“Because I’ll be holding my breath until March.”
Libby says: Have you seen my Luke tonight? He’s not home and he’s not answering his cell phone. With this weather, I’m a little worried.
Libby says: Oh, and hello! Sorry.
Aggie says: Yes! He just left. When was the last time you tried to
call?
Libby says: Oh, about ten minutes ago?
Aggie says: He was right here ten minutes ago. Either his battery is dead, or he left his phone in the truck. I’m sorry.
Libby says: If he’s all right, I am too. I’ve not gotten to chat with you since you returned. I loved the video!
Aggie says: All his doing. I was clueless.
Libby says: Yes, well, you made him very happy. He hasn’t quite touched ground yet.
Aggie says: I know exactly how he feels.
Libby says: I know he wanted to talk about dates with you…
Aggie says: Well, we both liked Saturday. What do you think?
Libby says: As in this Saturday, or as in the best day of the week?
Aggie says: This Saturday. We’re already planning a birthday party for Tavish and Ellie, so it’d be convenient—everyone here already and everything.
Libby says: Are you teasing me?
Aggie says: Not at all. We both talked about it and that really was the date that suited both of us best.
Libby says: Well, it is a bit sudden, but you do make a good argument about the party.
Aggie says: Yeah. No wait, no fuss, no time to get nervous…
Aggie says: Unfortunately, we also thought maybe it wasn’t fair to the children to preempt their day with ours.
Libby says: And then picked another day, right?
Aggie says: Yes.
Libby says: I’m starting to wonder if pushing you two together was
such a great idea.
Aggie says: Pushing?
Libby says: You’ve had at least a dozen matchmakers doing their
part to ensure that you and Luke marry. Surely you know this.
Aggie says: Actually, no. I’m relieved that I didn’t. I might have resisted.
Libby says: Which is why we were careful not to be too obvious.
Libby says: Aggie? You’re very quiet.
Aggie says: Do you think…
Aggie says: Never mind. Oh, and regarding dates, we settled on
March 7 th .
Libby says: I’d rather mind it if you please. Are you truly upset that
we tried to give you both opportunities to discover each other?
Libby says: My, that sounds so… geographical. You know what I mean.
Aggie says: Not upset, really. I just wondered if maybe it wasn’t quite real if it was orchestrated somehow. Then I felt stupid. Making it possible to be together to get to know each other isn’t the same as making up stuff to make it fake.
Libby says: Oh, it’s Luke. BRB
Aggie says: Have him tell you about my wedding idea. I really want you to be honest if you think it’s something that will offend people or not. I don’t want to do
“I pray I never make you think that.”
She smiled. “You won’t. It’ll be all me. I know me all too well.”
Their eyes locked, enchanting messages flying back and forth between them , until Luke gave himself a little shake of the head and dropped his eyes to the pile of papers on the coffee table. He flipped through them, visibly trying to distract himself, which caused Aggie no little amount of delight. There was no doubt about his feelings toward her, and it seemed as if he understood her heart as well.
One slip of paper, scrawled on yellow legal paper, grabbed his attention. “What? Did you read this?”
“The yellow one? No. What does it say?”
“ ‘There should be a breath holding contest. This will give the little girls a chance to win something. C ari and Kenzie can hold their breaths much longer than I can.’”
“A breath holding contest?”
“It’s futile. They’ll lose.”
Aggie’s eyes asked the obvious question, “Why do you say that?”
Luke stood, squeezed her hand, and dragged himself to the door. “No, don’t get up.”
“But why—”
“Because I’ll be holding my breath until March.”
Libby says: Have you seen my Luke tonight? He’s not home and he’s not answering his cell phone. With this weather, I’m a little worried.
Libby says: Oh, and hello! Sorry.
Aggie says: Yes! He just left. When was the last time you tried to
call?
Libby says: Oh, about ten minutes ago?
Aggie says: He was right here ten minutes ago. Either his battery is dead, or he left his phone in the truck. I’m sorry.
Libby says: If he’s all right, I am too. I’ve not gotten to chat with you since you returned. I loved the video!
Aggie says: All his doing. I was clueless.
Libby says: Yes, well, you made him very happy. He hasn’t quite touched ground yet.
Aggie says: I know exactly how he feels.
Libby says: I know he wanted to talk about dates with you…
Aggie says: Well, we both liked Saturday. What do you think?
Libby says: As in this Saturday, or as in the best day of the week?
Aggie says: This Saturday. We’re already planning a birthday party for Tavish and Ellie, so it’d be convenient—everyone here already and everything.
Libby says: Are you teasing me?
Aggie says: Not at all. We both talked about it and that really was the date that suited both of us best.
Libby says: Well, it is a bit sudden, but you do make a good argument about the party.
Aggie says: Yeah. No wait, no fuss, no time to get nervous…
Aggie says: Unfortunately, we also thought maybe it wasn’t fair to the children to preempt their day with ours.
Libby says: And then picked another day, right?
Aggie says: Yes.
Libby says: I’m starting to wonder if pushing you two together was
such a great idea.
Aggie says: Pushing?
Libby says: You’ve had at least a dozen matchmakers doing their
part to ensure that you and Luke marry. Surely you know this.
Aggie says: Actually, no. I’m relieved that I didn’t. I might have resisted.
Libby says: Which is why we were careful not to be too obvious.
Libby says: Aggie? You’re very quiet.
Aggie says: Do you think…
Aggie says: Never mind. Oh, and regarding dates, we settled on
March 7 th .
Libby says: I’d rather mind it if you please. Are you truly upset that
we tried to give you both opportunities to discover each other?
Libby says: My, that sounds so… geographical. You know what I mean.
Aggie says: Not upset, really. I just wondered if maybe it wasn’t quite real if it was orchestrated somehow. Then I felt stupid. Making it possible to be together to get to know each other isn’t the same as making up stuff to make it fake.
Libby says: Oh, it’s Luke. BRB
Aggie says: Have him tell you about my wedding idea. I really want you to be honest if you think it’s something that will offend people or not. I don’t want to do
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