Almost An Angel
“Conor had provided her with a graceful exit; she could have said she had plans for the afternoon, errands to run, emails to read, a hot tub to install on her rear deck—anything to get her away from the Malones. But the idea of shopping for a Christmas tree was so tempting. And the prospect of spending more time with Amy and her father… Much too tempting. They’d gone to Amy and Conor’s favorite eatery for lunch, an old-fashioned diner across the street from the YMCA, the sort of place where co...ffee was served in heavy white porcelain mugs and the sandwiches were so overstuffed their fillings leaked onto the plate with every bite. After lunch, they’d driven to a nursery on the western edge of town, where they debated at length about the relative merits of Fraser firs and blue spruce and Amy raced from one nine-foot tree to another, shouting, “This one, Daddy! This one!” Conor ultimately talked her into a densely needled seven-footer, which two sturdy young employees wrapped in mesh and lashed to the roof of Conor’s car.MoreLess
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