Welcome to Sunday Sips.
I hope you enjoy this short and sweet sample of Mended Hearts.
On day six, early in the morning, a loud banging woke Lezlie from her sleep. It was one of the deputies coming by to check on Jason and to let him know the roads were clear. On overhearing the unwanted news, her heart sank to her stomach. All too soon the fairytale had ended.
It broke her heart when Jason gently suggested they check the train schedule to see when the next one was heading to North Carolina. At the train station later that afternoon, he held her tight, neither of them wanting to let go.
“We’ll make this work,” he whispered before tenderly kissing her forehead.
Lezlie still remembered the ache in her heart and not caring if she sounded desperate. She cried the entire train ride home. When she walked inside her empty house, her heart had felt heavier than it did before she left. The heaviness was replaced with hope when her phone rang and it was Jason telling her, “Baby, I miss you already.”
She glanced at the clock and groaned. It was only one-thirty. Time was dragging by at a snail’s pace. Five o’clock needed to hurry up. A long list of errands awaited her; clothes needed dropping off at the dry cleaners, food shopping and picking up cleaning supplies from Target before she could go home, eat, take a shower and settle in for Jason’s nightly call.
A soft knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. “Come in,” she called out.