The Problem With Jordan by Joannie Kay

table.”
    “I didn’t think of that, but it sounds great.”
    “It suits me,” Jim added his two cents worth, and then laughed when they looked at him.
    “We appreciate your help, Jim. Jordan and I will be happy to have you and Alice and your little boys out to supper real soon.”
    “We’d like that,” Jim said with a nod. He helped put the sewing machine in the right place, and then said, “I need to get back to town now. You two have a great evening.”
    “You and Alice, too. When you need Jordan, let us know and I’ll bring her right away,” Cray promised.
    “Doc says it’ll be at least three or four more weeks, but Allie thinks it could be any time. She knows best,” Jim said with confidence in his wife. “Jordy, we really appreciate your offering to come and help out. Allie’s Ma can’t come this time because she fell and broke her leg, and when you offered, it relieved her so much. The boys can be a handful.”
    “They’re full of energy, and we’ll have fun.”
    “The best part is that Alice won’t be worried sick about them if you are there taking care of them,” Jim said. “She’ll rest and not push herself to get up and busy too soon.”
    “I’ll do my best to see to it that she rests.”
    “I expect you to let me know if I can help in some way. Obviously, I’m not a blacksmith, but I can make deliveries for you, or help in minor ways.”
    “That means a lot, friend. Thank you,” Jim answered, and then hurried on his way.
    “I’ll go and put the wagon away and take care of the horses, Jordan. Are you going to start supper now?” he wanted to know.
    “Are you starting to get hungry?” she asked.
    “I can eat anytime you have it ready,” he stated matter-of-factly. “The reason I’m asking is so I know what to work on. How much time I have,” he explained, and then waited patiently for an answer.
    “Fine. How about an hour and a half? That gives me plenty of time to make a great meal for you,” she told him.
    “I’m not used to having someone cook for me; I’m looking forward to tasting your food.”
    “I will do my best, and I’ll try to get everything unpacked and put away.”
    “There’s no rush, Jordan. I’m not going to fuss if we let some of it go until tomorrow. We’ve had a pretty emotional day, and we aren’t going to push ourselves when it isn’t necessary.”
    “I’ll make sure the food we bought is put away correctly so that nothing spoils,” she offered.
    “Sounds good. If you have questions, I’ll be in the barn. If something is too heavy, just come and get me.”
    “I will.” A minute later, Jordan found herself alone in her new home. She suddenly felt overwhelmed by everything that happened in her life since that very morning. She was married to a man who believed in spanking, and obviously in spoiling her, too! He made her feel cherished, and also let her know that he expected her to behave. This house was so much nicer than the one she’d grown up in. Jordan decided to bide her time and try to make the best of the situation. Other than spanking her, Cray had treated her well. She would try to treat him well and see what came of it.
    It wasn’t difficult to figure out how to store the groceries they bought, and Jordan felt rich with having so much food to choose from for their evening meal. It was a true luxury to her.
    While she was cooking, Jordan did her best to figure out where to put all of the things she found that she didn’t know Cray had purchased for her. The sewing machine cabinet had drawers in it to hold scissors, thread, needles, a pincushion and other things she needed to have in order to sew, but she didn’t know where to put the fabric until she was ready to work with it. She needed a small chest or a shelf, but she would rather have a chest. Perhaps there was something of use in Aunt Hermione’s house. She would check tomorrow.
    Cray wondered if it was too soon to go up to the house. He was finished with putting away