“Thanks.” Nate didn’t hang about to see what else the man had to say but hurried to Aunt Bea’s to inform Louise of the time of the wedding.

At his knock, she pulled him inside and closed the door. “Vic’s been hanging about out back.”

“I’ll take care of him.” He eased Louise aside, intending to dash out the back door. Louise stopped him.

“Leave him be. What did you find out?”

He told her the arrangements for the wedding.

“I’ll be ready,” she said.

“You haven’t changed your mind?” Seemed now was the time to do so if she wasn’t sure.

“I’ll do what I have to to get away from him.” She jabbed her thumb over her shoulder.

He studied her, recognized the look on her face. It was the same one she used to get when he and Gordie said she couldn’t join them in some activity. Didn’t matter if it was playing ball, climbing a cliff or rowing a boat on the river. She always insisted she could do whatever they did even though she was a girl and a year younger.

He chuckled.

“What’s so funny?”

“I remember how you always had to prove you could do whatever Gordie and I did.”

Her fierce gaze didn’t falter. “Seems I did it, too.”

“Except rowing the boat.” He chuckled again at the memory of her tipping over her boat and falling headfirst into the river. “I pulled you to safety or you’d likely have drowned.”

Their gazes riveted together, full of memories of a happier time. It had come to an end, of course.

She smiled. “Guess it’s up to me to prove again that I can face a challenge.”

He held her gaze. Or did she hold his? “I guess it’s up to me to rescue you again.”

He saw the protest in her eyes, but before she could voice it, the look faded to acceptance.

“You won’t regret it. I promise. You’ll be free as soon as we get there.”

From somewhere down the hall, Missy called Louise.

“I have things to prepare.” She held the door for him and locked it when he left. He stood on the step a moment, wondering how she could promise there’d be no regrets.

Then he hurried back to Ma’s house.

She must have been watching for him, for she met him at the door wearing a dress he hadn’t seen before. Dark blue taffeta with tiny fabric-covered buttons on the bodice. Not that he’d normally notice such things, but he was smart enough to recognize this as a special dress. Likely her best.

“When is the wedding?”

He told her the time.

“Good. That will give you time to bathe and put on your finest duds.”

“Me?”

“Of course. You want to look and smell your best.”

He sniffed. “Smells like you’ve been cooking.”

“I made some goodies for tea afterward. It’s customary.”

He wanted to protest. After all, this was only a pretend marriage. But of course he couldn’t tell his mother that. He had to go along with her plans.

“Get at it, son.” She pushed him toward the kitchen.

He looked at the galvanized tub in the middle of the kitchen floor. Ma was serious about the bath. Moreover, his best shirt and trousers hung freshly ironed and waiting.

He pulled the blinds and took a quick bath.

Besides his own clothes, there was a vest in gray pinstripe that he’d never seen before. From the mothball smell, it must have been in storage. He put it on. A little short, but wearing it turned his plain white shirt into something a little fancier. Ma had also left a black tie, which he tried to knot.

“Are you decent?” Ma called, and entered at his grunted yes. “I’ll do that.” She quickly fixed his tie and patted his shoulders. “That vest was your pa’s. He wore it for our wedding. It looks good on you.”

“Thanks, Ma.” He kissed her cheek, then dumped out his bathwater and put away the tub.

Ma stood ready. He took her arm and together they crossed the street to the Williams house.

He was about to take part in a marriage ceremony that was a mockery to the vows he would be asked to speak. He could only hope and pray God would understand and forgive because Nate did it for a noble reason.

When he knocked at Bea Williams’s house, Missy answered the door. Ma hurried inside and greeted Aunt Bea, then the two disappeared into the sitting room.




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