The Secrets of Parkerville Series - Book 1 - Chased Hearts

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by Nancy C. Wilson & Harriet Trevathan


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  Sara, Margie, and Marion walked over toward the gazebo to see what was going on. Chris and Todd stood back, arms folded, enjoying the scene before them. The girls were dancing, singing and laughing; ignoring everyone and everything around them, as they moved to the music.

  “Oh, my, will you look at that,” Marion said as she watched the girls.

  “Well, it’s not exactly the way we used to do it,” replied Margie, “but they seem really talented.”

  “Talented?” Marion questioned. “Mark my words, if that little peasant blouse comes back down over her shoulders . . . I don’t know what I’m going to do.”

  “Oh, Marion,” laughed Sara, “we’ve heard all the rumors today and I don’t think there’s a bit of credence to any of them. Kids like to talk, but most of what they say isn’t true.”

  “I wish I could be sure about that, Sara,” Marion said as she kept her eyes on the girls. “But to tell the truth, I think we’re going to have our hands full with these two.”

  Sara smiled and gave Marion a little hug. “Honey, don’t you worry so much, everything will turn out fine. You know people just love to tell tales in a small town.”

  “Oh, I remember all those rumors people told about you and Justin, when we were young,” added Margie. “But I never believed any of that malarkey.” Margie gave Sara a wily glance.

  Marion’s face dropped. “Oh, thanks, Margie . . . that’s not really helping. But you know we were much more mature back then, not to mention more appreciative.”

  Sara couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “I know my Skye, Marion, and I’m sure she’ll make the right decisions. Now, as for the boys; well, that’s where I think our problems are going to come from.”

  “Nature has its own way, ladies,” Margie chimed in, “true love will find its mark. We really wouldn’t want it any other way . . . would we?”

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