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Now. Last weekend. Nathaniel had popped the question. She could not believe she was already engaged to be married to a man she was sure was her dream come true. He was good-looking, confident, gracious, steeped in social skills and was content with L C Just as she was. Not to mention financially he was well off with a promising future. They would have their own children.
L C had been cruising by the vegetables looking at cucumbers and chives when Trevor came smiling around the corner. He had the look of a man who was either once very skinny and just starting to put on weight, or who was once heavy and was just about to become thin.
His grin was the quietly self-assured grin of a man who never met anyone who wasn’t his instant friend. It was easy to tell why. Other men would have chosen this opportunity to make sexually loaded comments about the cucumber she was holding. How that would be received would depend on the woman and her mood.
Trevor did not. Instead he picked up a gourd with an outrageously crooked neck and started telling her all the things she could do with it once she was the proud owner. Using his apron with the store emblem proudly emblazoned on it he showed her how it would make a great-coat rack. Hanging it from his thumb he showed her what an excellent bird house it would make. Grasping its crook and swinging it jauntily he demonstrated bashing in the heads of unwanted intruders. And if she felt inclined to want to keep this precious gem with her she could make a hole in the bottom and wear it for a hat. He did a small pirouette with it sitting on top of his head.
Not to mention when she had finished it would make a great edible and was easily cooked to taste.
She was having the greatest fun when she looked up and saw Raymond staring at them. He was down near the far end of the store, near the liquor aisle. At first she thought something must be terribly wrong.
Quickly she excused herself from Trevor. When she turned back Raymond was nowhere to be found. He was no longer in the store.
Later when she had called him on the phone Raymond said nothing was wrong, he was just tired and would she go out with him come Friday. She begged off saying this weekend the Langlins had planned a trip to the zoo and she was expected to escort Guinevere.
“When you marry me, L C You won’t have to work. I won’t allow it.”
“I like to work. I like being a nanny.”
“Taking care of our children will be a full-time job.”
Suddenly L C knew she could not, and would never, marry Raymond. Now she was angry with herself for not having told Raymond right away she was interested in someone else. Yet she could not figure out how to tell him now.
The next time she went in Stanhouser’s Market everyone was polite to her. No one was friendly. The men called her “Ma’am” When she asked about Trevor she was told “He doesn’t work here any more.” and nothing else.
When she asked Raymond he answered with a question, “Why would you concern yourself about him?”
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