Josephine
“The air was fresh, the birds were singing and the sun was bright orange in the light gray sky. As a child, Jo had detested rising early. Had her mama allowed it, Jo would have slept in every day until noon. Older now, she’d begun to appreciate the peaceful serenity of a beautiful morning.The sight of Bert Waterman sitting on the ground in front of the door of her shop brought her up short, though.Bert nodded tersely. “Mornin’, Jo.”Jo approached slowly. “Mornin’, Bert.” She wondered how long he’...d been waiting and why he’d come.“I need to talk with you, if I might.”“Certainly.” Jo fit the key into the lock. “You want to come inside?”“No. Having one compromised girl in town is enough. How about we talk out here?”It pleased her to know he still had his dry sense of humor. “All right.” She smoothed her skirts beneath her, then sat on the ground in front of him.“Do you think she still loves me?”Jo didn’t have to ask to whom he was referring. “I do,”MoreLess
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