The Matchmaking Pact
October 5th
"Lily. Time for school," Silas called up the stairs, waiting for a response from his daughter.
He heard a thump, then the sound of feet hurrying down the hallway. What in the world was that kid doing? Curious, he took a step up the stairs just as his cell phone rang.
He pulled it off his hip and flipped it open. A modern-day gunslinger, he thought with a touch of irony as he said hello.
"Silas. Orville Cummins here. Not the best news. I've got to delay shipping that lumber to you."
"What do you mean? I ordered it back in June for delivery this month."
"Yeah. That was before that tornado took your town apart couple months back. I tried to get what I could, but Garrison has been buying up what he can for his lumberyard the last while. You could try to get some from him."
Silas rubbed his forehead. "He's only selling it for reconstruction or building new homes."
"If you can wait two weeks, I'll get you what you need from Manhattan."
"I guess that'll have to do."
As he was talking, Lily came downstairs, dragging her backpack behind her, a brightly colored gift bag swingi ... read full excerpt from: The Matchmaking Pact ebook
