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“Is that your answer?”
“Yes!”
He grinned. “Yes?”
“No! Yes, my answer is no.” She folded her arms across her chest and scowled at him. “I can’t marry you.”
“Okay.” He collected his wrench. “Today’s answer is no. We’ll see what it is tomorrow.”
Hadn’t he been listening? “It’ll be no tomorrow, too.”
“That’s one possibility. Of course, there’s another.”
“What’s that?” she asked apprehensively.
He paused at the door. “I could get lucky. Tomorrow you could tumble into my arms like a hot jalapeño, ripe for the plucking, and beg to be mine.”
“Yeah, right. In your dreams.”
His green eyes seemed to catch fire, burning her with their intensity. “There, too,” he said. And then he wasgone.
Progress Report
Well, it’s not going quite as smoothly as I’d hoped. Ithought maybe Mom would like having Ty come to her rescue. Instead, they were just mad that I disconnected the rails of her bed. But I’m not giving up, yet. Istill have another idea how to get Mom married off. I’ll just make sure Ty gives her all the things she likes best. All the things a dad should remember to give a mom. The kind of stuff that makes her cry cuz she’s happy, not cry cuz she’ssad.
Chapter Seven
Experiments #4—7:The Great Mom and Ty Experiment
Goal:To set up situations where Mom and Ty will be alone so they can get to know each other better and get the 99.4% part of their match working instead of worrying so much about that stupid .6% difference. (Mom sure does fuss about that alot!)
Procedure:Have Ty give Mom all the nice stuff and good times Lonnie neverdid.
“Grab a shoveland start digging a hole right over there by the porch steps,” Ty said, pointing. “And I’ll dig one on this side.”
A very subdued Hutch nodded his compliance. “Yes sir.”
Ty let him work his hole for a while before speaking again. “So what happened last night?”
“You mean with Mom’s bed?”
Cute. “Yeah, that’s what I mean.”
“I... uh... unbolted it.”
“You want to tell me why?”
“So you could rescue her.” Hutch wiped the sweat from his brow, his expression earnest. “Nobody’s ever saved her before. Not until you came along.”
“I appreciate that, but—”
“This way, Mom can be like a fairy tale princess.” He beamed. “Girls like that kind of stuff, don’t they? Idon’t think she’s ever been a princess before.”
No, she hadn’t. At least, not judging by the bits and pieces he’d gleaned from her scrapbook. Still, the kid better stick a sock in it, or the princess was going to load her glass slippers into her rusty pumpkin carriage and hightail it to Georgia. And the good ol’ prince would be minus a wife, minus a son, and living unhappily ever after.
“I appreciate your help, Hutch. But it’s time for me to take over now. Your mom could’ve been hurt last night. You wouldn’t have liked that, would you?”
Hutch shook his head. “No way! Ididn’t mean to hurt her.”
