Love Finds You on Christmas Morning

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Author: Debby Mayne
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playful smile teased his lips.
    She paused then got into his automobile and waited for him to run around to his side. “What are you doing here again today?” she asked when he joined her inside the car.
    “Waiting for you.”
    “Tell me the truth.”
    He lifted one hand as he shrugged and gave her a quick glance before turning his attention back to driving. “That is the truth. I just happened to be in town, so I hung around to take you home.”
    The sliver of hope dashed, and she sighed. She should have known better than to think he’d drive all the way into town just for her.
    “So how was your day? Better than yesterday, I hope.”
    “It was good.” She smoothed her hands over her dress. “Busy.”
    “I like hearing that. Business seems good for everyone. These are some very good times all around.”
    Maybe for some people, but Lillian wasn’t exactly feeling the effects of such great times. “I suppose.”
    * * * * *
    Lillian wasn’t very talkative today, and William felt awkward. He racked his brain to think of something interesting to say.
    Finally he forced a laugh. “My brother Mason told me he caught you eating a pickle sandwich.”
    “He caught me?” Confusion replaced her look of exhaustion. “Is there anything wrong with eating a pickle sandwich?”
    “No, not at all.” William hated that he’d made her defensive.
    She folded her arms and slumped in the seat. “I eat pickle sandwiches when I don’t have anything else to bring for lunch.”
    Of course. It had never dawned on him that she ate something odd simply because that was all she could afford.
    “I am so sorry, Lillian. I had no idea.”
    “I bet there are a lot of things you have no idea about.” She pulled herself straighter as they stopped in front of her house. “Like what it means to have to work for someone at a job you don’t love and go home too tired to do anything—and then have to repeat it all the next day.”
    “Hold on there, Lillian. I never meant to insult you.”
    “But you did.”
    “I’m sorry, okay?”
    She cleared her throat and nodded but wouldn’t look him in the eye. His mouth went dry as he tried to figure out what to say or do.
    He reached out and gently touched her cheek. She slowly turned to face him. “Please don’t feel sorry for me, William.”
    “I don’t.” More than anything, he was embarrassed by what he’d said. “My apology wasn’t about feeling sorry for you, but more about asking forgiveness for sticking my ugly foot in my mouth.”
    Her lips curled into a grin as she glanced down at his feet. “I bet those boots taste terrible.”
    “Oh, trust me, they do.” His hand lingered on her cheek for a few seconds before he finally pulled away. “I’ll see you again soon, Lillian.”
    She started to say something, but she closed her mouth, nodded, and got out of his automobile instead. “Thank you again for the ride, William. I hope you don’t feel obligated to make this a regular thing.”
    He didn’t feel obligated, but he fully intended to make this a regular thing. Waiting for Lillian was torture, but seeing her had become the highlight of his day. He waited until the front door closed behind her before pulling away—but not before the front window curtain fluttered back into place. Someone had been watching them.

Chapter Two
    Lillian walked into the house in time to see her parents pretending they weren’t spying from the front window. “Before you say a word, yes, I did get a ride home in William Tronnier’s automobile.”
    “Be careful, Lil,” her daddy warned. “I’m sure he’s a very nice man, but people like him…well, they have different expectations.”
    “I don’t want you to get hurt,” Mama added. “I have no idea why he’s giving you all this attention, but it can’t be good.”
    Her mama had stepped over the line with her last comment. Lillian spun around to face her. “Why do you say it can’t be good? You don’t think he’s merely a nice

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