Small-Town Hearts (2011)
“woke Danny early the next morning. He scowled at the clock that read eight-ten, remembered it was Sunday, then groped for the phone, his mother’s ringtone in keeping with the family theme. He hauled the phone to his ear. “Don’t you have clocks in Buffalo?”
“We do and they’re working fine,” she shot back. “Good morning, Daniel. How’s everything going?”
He should have called and checked in. By not calling he’d aroused her curiosity, because he always checked in while scouting business locations a...nd deals. They made a good team, his parents and him. And Grandma, of course, although she wasn’t as involved in the day-to-day as she had been. That thought niggled him. He hadn’t stopped back at the quilt store yet. Maybe he could do that today. He yawned, stretched and focused on his mother’s question. “Good. Mostly.”
“Ah-hah.”
“Nothing bad,” he assured her. “I’m just trying to weigh possible sites and come out on top with as few people hating us as possible.”MoreLess
“We do and they’re working fine,” she shot back. “Good morning, Daniel. How’s everything going?”
He should have called and checked in. By not calling he’d aroused her curiosity, because he always checked in while scouting business locations a...nd deals. They made a good team, his parents and him. And Grandma, of course, although she wasn’t as involved in the day-to-day as she had been. That thought niggled him. He hadn’t stopped back at the quilt store yet. Maybe he could do that today. He yawned, stretched and focused on his mother’s question. “Good. Mostly.”
“Ah-hah.”
“Nothing bad,” he assured her. “I’m just trying to weigh possible sites and come out on top with as few people hating us as possible.”MoreLess
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