For years, Addie had tolerated her mother Clara’s matchmaking. Momma only wanted the best for her. In a family filled with happily ever afters, the best included a husband.
Every Thanksgiving, the entire family gathered to share their tales of romantic bliss. Addie was happy for them knowing her time would come just like it had for everyone else in the family. It had come all right, and she was still working through the pain.
With only two weeks left before that most family of family holidays, she’d devised a plan to prevent a repeat of last year’s fiasco. Only one thing left to do: tell Momma.
After work, she’d arrived at her parents’ house to break the news and lost her nerve. Instead of putting her cards on the proverbial table, she sat at the kitchen table dicing mountains of onions for the Thanksgiving dressing. Over-sized protective goggles kept the onions from making her cry but made her look like a bug. If Momma took the news like Addie suspected, she’d wind up splattered on her momma’s windshield.
Click Follow to receive emails when this author adds content on Bublish