Time for Love
Mandie:
This chapter is short, but I do have pics!
“My nieces need a governess.” The word seemed to erupt from his mouth, although now that he thought about it, it wasn’t a very good idea. What did he know about this woman? Nothing other than the fact that her mind might be damaged. Did he really want that kind of person watching his brother’s children? Maybe it could work as long as Rebecca knew to come to him if she wanted to do something strange or dangerous. “I know you don’t have references, but I’d be willing to give you a chance.” She wouldn’t receive a better offer anywhere.
Relief flooded through her. Here was a chance to stay in this place, and she was going to take it. “I’d love to watch the girls.” She accepted before he could change his mind. “When do I start?”
“Well, I’ll introduce you now, and you can start in the morning. You’ll need to help them with their studies, and take care of their needs. Do you think you can handle that?” His eyes were full of doubt.
“I’ve actually met them upstairs, but I’d like to tell them what’s happening.” Thank you Mother for teaching me everything a gentile woman should know! “As far as the rest goes, I’m sure I can manage their studies and their needs. Don’t worry so much. You’ve made an excellent decision.” She smiled confidently, and as he stood, she followed suit. He led her back upstairs, this time taking her to the schoolroom where the girls were learning how to embroider. “Hello, girls,” she chirped cheerfully, “What lovely work you are doing.” She knelt next to Sam and peered at what looked like a red blob. “What a pretty . . . flower.”
Sam frowned and Rebecca groaned. “It’s a fish!” Throwing the embroidering on the floor, the little girl burst into tears.
Nonplused, Anne wrapped her arms around her. “Of course it’s a fish. What was I thinking? It’s a wonderful fish, truly.” Sam stopped crying, and looked hopefully into Anne’s eyes. “I’ll help you turn it into the best fish ever. All you need are some eyes and fins.”
“Really? You do like it?”
“Really, I do.” Anne picked the cloth up, brushed it off, and handed it back to the girl. “We should not treat our things like that, however,” she gently admonished. “I have some news. Your uncle just hired me as your governess.” Biting her lip, she waited for their responses.
Rebecca smiled, while Sam clapped her hands. “We were hoping you would stay!” Sam cried joyfully, “We were hoping . . . ” Glancing at her sister, she trailed off. “Um, yay!” She finished. Anne looked suspiciously at the sisters. They looked innocent. Probably too innocent. Shrugging, she figured that she would find out what they were up to sooner or later.
As the adults left the room, the girls looked at each other and giggled conspiratorially. “Do you think that it will work?” Sam asked.
Rebecca thought about the way that Uncle Jeremy looked at Anne. “I think it’s already working. It’ll happen soon.” There was a feeling of urgency in the pit of her stomach. “The sooner, the better.”
“Are you still sure that Momma truly won’t mind?” Tears formed in Sam’s eyes. She could hardly remember what Momma looked like. She felt a little guilty about their plan.
“We’ve been asking Momma to send her to us for a month now. Finally she came. Momma would never have sent her to us if she minded.”
Sam felt much better. If Rebecca said it was okay, then it really was. Her mind quickly switched paths. “Do you think that we will have more sisters?” Sam loved babies.
“Maybe even a brother.” Uncle Jeremy would need an heir.
Sam lost interest in the conversation. Boys were icky. Who would actually want one? Well, except for Poppa and Uncle Jeremy. She loved them. She heaved a sigh as she picked up her embroidery. Now she had to find a way to make her flower into a fish.
ladyrose:
ohhh, next installment soon please!!!
Nouk:
I love this story! Ver well written, very original and you keep us interrested!!
Cathy:
Lovely!!!!!!!!!!!!!
jayb04:
Great Story!!!!!
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