Dear to Me
“She loved being here at the pond where birds and wildlife abounded and everything seemed so peaceful. Gabe’s picnic supper of barbecued beef sandwiches, dill pickles, and potato salad had left her feeling full and satisfied. Even though he’d admitted that his mother had made most of the meal, Melinda appreciated the gesture. Gabe seemed to enjoy Mama’s homemade bread, too, for he ate several pieces slathered with some of Grandpa’s rhubarb-strawberry jam. Not wishing to ruin their meal with a possible argument, Melinda hadn’t asked Gabe if he had told his mother that he’d proposed. She thought it would be best to wait awhile on that. So they’d only had a pleasant chat on the drive from her house to the pond, and for the last hour, they’d been sitting on an old quilt enjoying the picnic supper and having more lighthearted conversation. Melinda glanced over at Gabe. His eyes were closed, and his face was lifted toward the sky. He obviously enjoyed being here, too. If I can’t get him to c...hange his mind about going English, and I have to leave on my own, I’ll surely miss him.MoreLess
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