Note
from Janelle: This is a sequel to Jessica’s story Plots & Twists.
“Jenny!” I cried, flinging my
arms around my best friend. “I can’t believe you’re really here.” Jenny Grant
had come out to spend Thanksgiving with us.
“How are you?” Jenny asked
after giving me another hug. “I was so sad to
hear
about Taffy, I know she meant allot to you.” she said soberly.
Although it had been over a
year since Taffy had died, I still missed my beloved horse every day.
“Well, this place hasn’t
changed much, except that it’s no so hot and, lots muddier,” Jenny said
surveying the town. I took another look at Jenny.
Her red hair was now a deep,
beautiful auburn. She had a stylish dress on and a matching hat to boot. Let’s
face it: Jenny Grant had turned into a beauty.
“Hello Mitch,” Jenny said,
going over to him and giving his hand a firm pump.
“Hey, Jenny, it’s good to see you.” Mitch
smiled at her. “Well, we should probably get going,” he said, picking up
Jenny’s bags. “We still need to stop at the store and get some stuff for
Melinda.”
****
“O my!” Jenny said, trying not
to laugh as we walked towards the Goodwin store from the sawmill. “I just remembered
when we had that head-dunking contest.”
“As I recall, it was Cory, Jack, and you who indulged in such foolishness,” I
said, trying to act proper.
“We all still landed in jail.”
“True,” I laughed. “But to tell
you the truth, I desperately wanted to dunk my head too,” I informed Jenny.
“O, by the way,” Jenny exclaimed. “I’ve
been dying to see your engagement ring.”
“Sure.” I pulled my hand out of
my glove revealing a simple but beautiful diamond ring.
“Wow, Andi, it’s so gorgeous!”
Jenny cried.
“Thanks. I think so too,” I
agreed. “I didn’t want anything too expensive. Knowing me, I’d probably lose
it.” I joked. “Now, Melinda needs some blue and white yarn for a blanket she’s
making for Chad and Ellie’s baby.”
“What’s his name?” Jenny asked.
“Travis. He’s so cute, and he’s
extremely alert for a four month old baby,” I said proudly.
“I bet,” Jenny answered as we
walked into the Goodwin Mercantile. “I can’t wait to hold him.”
“Hello, girls” Mr. Goodwin
greeted us warmly from behind the counter. “What can I help you with today?”
“We need some yarn for a blanket making,” I
told him. “Mr. Goodwin, you remember my friend, Jenny, don’t you?”
“Where are my manners?” he said, coming
around the counter. “It’s nice to see you again, Jenny.”
“You too, Mr. Goodwin.” Jenny
smiled
“Well, I’d better let you
lovely ladies get to your shopping,” Mr. Goodwin said.
“Andi,” I heard a voice call.
“Hi, Jack.” I smiled at him.
“How are you today?”
“Fine, and yourself?” Jack asked.
“I’m good,” I said.
“Andi,” Jenny said, “Do you think I should . .
.” She stopped and looked at Jack. “Hey, I know you! You’re Jack Goodwin,
right?”
“Yes, how did you know?” he asked.
“Because I’m Jenny Grant.”
“I remember you,” Jack said. “Are you here
for Thanksgiving?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Hey, Jack, you and your father should come
over for Thanksgiving,” I said.
“Actually, your mother already asked. Looks
like you’ll have two more guests,” Jack told me.
“Great,” I exclaimed. “We really need to
go.” I said regretfully. “Mitch is waiting for us at the sawmill.”
“What’s the yarn for?” Jack asked as he added
up our bill.
“Melinda’s making a blanket.”
“Bye, Jack,” I called over my shoulder.
“Bye, Andi, bye, Jenny,” he called after us.
“See you at church.”
****
“Hey Andi, Jenny, wait up,” I heard a voice
call to us as we were leaving church.
“Hi,
Jack.” Jenny smiled. “How are you?”
“Fine, and yourself?” Jack said, readjusting
his tie. Jack’d acting pretty strange,
I thought to myself. He usually dressed a little hastily, but today he looked
neat and tidy. Then it hit me. Jack likes
Jenny!
“What do you think, Andi?”
Jenny asked breaking into my thoughts.
“I’m sorry, I guess I was daydreaming, I
apologized.
“I was just going to ask you if
you think Cobalt is a good name for my new gelding at home.”
“Yes I think it’s a wonderful name,” I
replied.
“So do I,” Jack agreed.
“Andi, Jenny, time to go,”
Justin said, coming over to us.
“Bye, Jack. It was nice to see you again.”
Jenny smiled at him.
“Bye, Jenny,” Jack said. “Guess
I’ll see you on Tuesday.”
****
“Now, girls, be careful” Justin
told us the next afternoon as we were saddling our horses. “I really would
prefer that you didn’t go ridding,” he said, looking worriedly at the cloudy
sky.
“Bu,t Justin,” I protested. “We’ll
be careful.”
“And,” Jenny added, wrinkling
her nose. “We’ll even take those smelly old rain coats along.”
“Well alright.” Justin gave in. “Just be back
in time for supper, and if there’s even the slightest chance of rain come
back.”
“Ok, we will, thanks, Justin,”
I said, cinching up Shasta. “Are you ready ,Jenny?”
“Yep let’s go!” Came the
answer.
“All right,” I said, mounting Shasta. “Don’t
worry Justin” I told him. “I’m seventeen, almost eighteen. I can be responsible.”
“Ok, Andi.” Justin smiled at me. “Have a
good time.”
“Don’t worry” I told him “I’m sure nothing
will happen.”
****
I kicked my feet into the cool water. “This
feels so good.” I exclaimed. It was pretty chilly for November.
“I know. I could sit here all day,” Jenny
answered.
Shasta whinnied and stomped his
hoof.
“Ok, boy, I’m coming,” I called,
getting up and walking over to where Shasta and Sundance, our new horse, were
tied. Sundance tossed his golden mane and nickered softly as I came close. “Um,
Jenny ,“I said, looking at the dark sky. “We should probably be going.”
“Wow, I hadn’t realized how
dark it is,” Jenny commented, coming up beside me.
“Come on,” I called to her. “Let’s
go!”
We galloped across the field at
break-neck speed. All of a sudden I felt Shasta stumble. He almost lost his
footing, but I buried my hand in his thick mane and pulled on the reins with
all my might. “Whoa, boy,” I soothed, hopping down off him. I knelt in the mud
and ran my hands down his legs.
“Is he hurt badly?” Jenny
worriedly asked, coming over to me.
I stood up and wiped my muddy
hand on my riding skirt. “No, it doesn’t look too bad, thank God,” I said
relieved.
“That’s good,” Jenny said.
“Here, put this on.” She handed me a rain coat. I gladly took it and slipped
the musty rain coat over my head. “Thanks.”
“No
proble—” Jenny was cut off by a loud crash of thunder. Shasta reared up, almost
falling over backwards.
“Shasta, whoa!” I cried, trying
to calm him.
“Andi, watch out!” Jenny yelled.
She let go of her horse’s reins and pushed me out of the way just as Shasta’s
front hooves came pounding down right where I had been standing!
“Shasta, Sundance, come back
here!” I yelled at the backs of the disappearing horses.
“Well, look on the bright side.
At least we have our rain coats on,” Jenny commented as big drops of rain
started falling down from the sky. “But what are we going to do?
“There’s an old shack not too
far away from here where we could go.”
“Sounds good to me,” Jenny said,
wiping the rain out of her face.”
Another bolt of lightning whizzed across the sky. “Anything to get out
of this rain.”
“Come on, then, let’s get out of here.”
****
We arrived, panting and
exhausted, at the run-down shack. “It isn’t much, but it’s better than nothing,”
I said surveying the shack. I pushed open the door and looked around. A table
and chairs were in the corner and a small cot was at the opposite end of the
wall. “Come on in, Jenny. Looks like we’ll be staying here for a while.”
“This isn’t too bad,” Jenny
commented once we had struggled out of our wet rain coats.
“Too bad we don’t have a fireplace.”
“Yes, I know,” Jenny said,
grabbing a blanket from the shelf. She shook it out and joined me on the cot.
“I hope the horses got back
safely,” I worried.
“I hope so too,” Jenny agreed,
tucking the blankets more tightly around her.
“Remember the time we rescued
Lin Mei and her friend in San Francisco?” I asked.
“Yes, boy was I ever scared,
but I’m glad we helped free Ling Mei.”
“Me too,” I said and wrapped
the blankets closer around me.
“What about the time when I
knocked Hugh Baker over the head with a frying pan?” Jenny laughed.
“I’ll never forget the look on
his face when Mitch cocked that gun,” I added.
“Jenny,” I said after a while. “Do you like
Jack?”
She blushed. “Maybe a little, but you can’t
tell anyone, especially Jack,” She warned me.
“Don’t worry. I won’t tell
anyone,” I promised.
“Thanks.” Jenny smiled at me.
My eyes started to close.
“Andi,” I heard Jenny say, “do
you think your brothers will find us?”
“Of course they will,” I mumbled just before I fell into a deep
sleep.
****
“Andi, wake up.” I faintly
heard someone calling me. I opened my eyes a crack and jumped up.
“Justin, you found us!” I exclaimed, hugging
him. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t see how dark it was, and I lost track of time,” I
apologized “Are the horses aright?”
“Yes, the horses are fine.”
Justin laughed. “And yes, I forgive you.”
“Hey, sis, you had us worried
for a little while,” Mitch said, tussling my hair.
“See?” I glanced at Jenny. “I
told you they’d find us.”
Jenny smiled at me “Well, you
were right,” she said, pulling on her rain coat.
“Come on, let’s go!” I heard
Chad yell from outside.
“We’re coming,” I yelled back
to him. “Hold your horses.”
****
“Happy Thanksgiving, Ellie,” I
said, giving her a quick hug the next afternoon. Other than a slight cough, I
was fine (thanks to the rain coats Jenny stuffed into her bag).
“You too, Andi.” She smiled and sat down
beside Chad at the table loaded with peas, mash potatoes, a huge stuffed turkey
and lots and lots of pies.
I was almost ready to sit down
beside Jenny when the doorbell rang. “I’ll get it,” I offered.” I wondered who
it could be. The Goodwins, and Jem and Cory’s families were already here. Who
else could we be missing?
“Hello,” I said opining the
front door. Then I gasped, and in a second I was in Cory’s arms.
“I missed you so much,” Corry
whispered to me.
“I missed you too,” I answered.
“Andi, who is it I heard?” Chad
called.
I laughed. “It’s Cory” I called
back. “Come on, Cory,” I said grasping his hand, “dinner is waiting.”
****
I wasn’t too surprised when
Jenny told me that Jack had asked if he could court her. Well, of course she (and
her parents) said yes! The next year they got married. It was a beautiful
wedding.
“Well,” I told Jenny after the
wedding. “I guess we’ll be neighbors.”
“I guess so,” Jenny replied
happily.
“We’re going to have lots of
fun,” I said.
“Of course we are.” Jenny
laughed. “We always do.”
THE
END
i love it Janelle!!!!
ReplyDeleteI love, love, love this story Janelle! I never thought about what it would be like if Jenny married Jack. You did a really great job.
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