She picked up the reins and tilted her head. “Are you getting in? Or would you rather walk?”
Throwing his words back at him? Little scamp. But she’d lightened his mood. He climbed in and extended his hands for the reins.
She moved them from his reach and snapped the horse into motion.
He couldn’t believe she’d just done that. It was audacious. “I should drive.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m the man and you’re a woman.”
She set her jaw and kept control of the reins. “I’m quite capable, danki.”
She certainly seemed so, as well as a little bit feisty. He wanted to drive, but unless he wrestled the reins away from her, it didn’t seem likely. “Did I do something to upset you?”
“Ne.” Her answer was short and clipped.
“It certainly seems like I did. No one else around for you to be angry at.”
She tossed the reins into his lap. “Take them if you want to drive so badly.”
Now he had vexed her. He didn’t want the reins this way and was tempted to leave them where they were, but that wouldn’t do for the horse to have no guidance. With the reins in hand, he pulled to the side of the street in front of an antique store and stopped. “If I haven’t upset you, then what has?”
She took a slow breath, and for a moment, he doubted she would answer him, but then she let out a huff of white air. “It doesn’t matter.”
“Ja, it does. Tell me.” Why did it bother him so much that she was upset? He should just let it go and get back to her family’s farm.
“My family went off to the hospital and didn’t notice I wasn’t with them.”
That could be quite upsetting, but he’d thought that hadn’t bothered her. He’d been wrong. “They were probably all worried about your vater. Focused on getting him the care he needed.”
She sat quietly for a moment, and he could almost feel her mood shift. “You’re right. I was being selfish. Only thinking of myself. I have a habit of doing that. Danki.”
He smiled. “Bitte.” He liked that he could help her and appreciated her honesty. Something he’d found lacking in others.
She waved her mittened hand in the air. “Shall we go?”
He lifted the reins but then paused and handed them over to her. “You can drive.”
The smile she gifted him with and the spark in her green eyes as she took the reins warmed him all over.
Copyright © 2018 by Mary Davis
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TITLE: A BABY FOR THE MINISTER
First Australian Publication 2018
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