A New Hope
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“You swear?” she asked.
“I swear. Now, can I get back to my plumbing?”
She gave him one last withering glare, then left him. She was no longer his favorite sister. He rubbed his head. He bet no one ever accused Peyton of being a kind girl. No one who was related to her and really knew her at any rate.
After the plumbing fixtures, he helped finish installing a couple of light fixtures, something Troy seemed to find a challenge. Cooper’s wife, Sarah, brought over a huge tray of sandwiches from Cooper’s bar. Right behind her was Cooper with a cooler full of cold drinks for everyone. The work party moved out to the deck to picnic in the warm afternoon sun, and Matt had to focus his attention on the men because his nosy sister wouldn’t leave.
After lunch, they were down to cleaning so that the area rugs could be rolled out, furniture uncovered and placed, kitchenware and linens put into drawers, closets and cupboards, beds made up. The cleaning went from top to bottom, cupboards, countertops first, floors last. He bravely took his life in his hands and joined Ginger in the kitchen.
“I was so surprised to see you,” she said. “What a good guy you must be, driving all the way down here to help out.”
“Tell my sister, will you? That I’m a good guy.”
“I have two brothers,” she said, laughing. “I know about that brother-sister thing. Not easy. You’ll just have to be satisfied that I think you’re good.”
“Thank you. I have to drive back tonight. We start early on Monday mornings. But I brought a change of clothes. I could clean up at Peyton’s house and we could go out for something to eat. Something casual. Mexican? You like Mexican?”
“I love Mexican!”
“That’ll save us a phone call.”
“You know a place around here? Because I’m new in town,” she reminded him.
“I’ll find one. Someone around here will know a good place.”
“I don’t want you to stay too late and drive home tired...”
“But I’m here, Ginger. Let’s do something. Fun. Let’s have some fun.”
“Aren’t you having fun?” she asked him with a wicked grin.
He leaned toward her. “I’m glad to help, but I came for you. Just, don’t tell my sister.”
“Why not?”
“Because Peyton thinks I’m a bad bet. And I’m getting real sick of hearing about it.”
* * *
Peyton watched Matt and Ginger from the deck as she swept up crumbs and collected empty cans and plastic bottles from lunch. Scott and Spencer carried a large potted plant through the house and out to the deck, placing it where they’d been told to. Then Scott was by Peyton’s side.
“If you frown and scowl and brood like that any longer, you’re going to wrinkle,” he told his wife.
“As soon as Matt leaves Ginger alone, he’s going to get an earful of my opinion of his behavior,” she muttered.
Scott grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her to face the bay. He put an arm around her, holding her there. “No. He’s not,” Scott said. “You’re going to keep your mouth shut.”
“Huh? Listen, I can handle him.”
“I said, no,” Scott said firmly. “I command you.”
She glanced up at him and laughed.
“Figures you would think that’s funny. I want you to listen to me, Peyton, because when it comes to your family, you’re a little on the blind and deaf side. He might be a little brother to you, but you’re not in charge of him anymore. You have to leave him alone. He’s thirty and he’s obviously experienced some difficult times.”
“He’s been divorced over a year. And that marriage, it was very short and very miserable. And—”
“I’ve only known the Lacoumette family for a year and the whole time Matt has been silent. A little cranky. Very absent. Your mother and some of your sibs have apologized for him, said he was one of the best-natured men in the family. That short marriage obviously took its toll and he’s been nursing some big wounds.”
“And he’s been coping by having a different woman every week!”
“Peyton, he’s smiling. He’s laughing. For that matter, I haven’t seen Ginger look so good since I’ve met her—she’s smiling and laughing.”
“Hanging out with my brother, she could get hurt!”
“If you get in his business any further, you’re going to get hurt. You’re going to get spanked!”
“And just what big man is going to do that?” she asked, laughter in her voice.
“This big man, your lord and master,” he said.
“Oh, you’re really pushing it...”
“We’re going to finish up here, grab the kids from next door where they’re watching a movie and we’re going to go home, without saying one word, because if it were you in there, flirting with me, and someone got in your way, you’d be furious. They’re adults. They appear to like each other. They’re two people who have been through a lot and they’re having a good time for once. I suspect they know more about what they need right now than you do.” He shook his head. “You’ve got a really scary big-sister thing going on. Don’t be a bully.”
She gasped. “I just don’t want either one of them to go down the wrong path with the wrong person. It seems dangerous to me. And I don’t approve of the way Matt has handled himself the past year or so, but he’s my brother. I love him. It won’t make me feel good to see him hurt, either. After all, the past couple of years has been hard on everyone.”
“I know. Letting go isn’t easy. But I’m right about this. He has to find his own way. And Ginger does, too. You told Matt about Ginger. Matt isn’t going to use and abuse her. Can you really imagine he would? He might be your naughty little brother, but I’ve gotten to know him.”
“He probably wouldn’t,” she relented.
“I saw a sweetheart side of Matt today I didn’t even know existed and I’ve known him for a year,” Scott said. “He’s not fooling anybody—he’s here because he heard about this barn raising from Ginger.”
“He says they aren’t involved,” she said. “That they’ve sworn off relationships.”
“I swear. Now, can I get back to my plumbing?”
She gave him one last withering glare, then left him. She was no longer his favorite sister. He rubbed his head. He bet no one ever accused Peyton of being a kind girl. No one who was related to her and really knew her at any rate.
After the plumbing fixtures, he helped finish installing a couple of light fixtures, something Troy seemed to find a challenge. Cooper’s wife, Sarah, brought over a huge tray of sandwiches from Cooper’s bar. Right behind her was Cooper with a cooler full of cold drinks for everyone. The work party moved out to the deck to picnic in the warm afternoon sun, and Matt had to focus his attention on the men because his nosy sister wouldn’t leave.
After lunch, they were down to cleaning so that the area rugs could be rolled out, furniture uncovered and placed, kitchenware and linens put into drawers, closets and cupboards, beds made up. The cleaning went from top to bottom, cupboards, countertops first, floors last. He bravely took his life in his hands and joined Ginger in the kitchen.
“I was so surprised to see you,” she said. “What a good guy you must be, driving all the way down here to help out.”
“Tell my sister, will you? That I’m a good guy.”
“I have two brothers,” she said, laughing. “I know about that brother-sister thing. Not easy. You’ll just have to be satisfied that I think you’re good.”
“Thank you. I have to drive back tonight. We start early on Monday mornings. But I brought a change of clothes. I could clean up at Peyton’s house and we could go out for something to eat. Something casual. Mexican? You like Mexican?”
“I love Mexican!”
“That’ll save us a phone call.”
“You know a place around here? Because I’m new in town,” she reminded him.
“I’ll find one. Someone around here will know a good place.”
“I don’t want you to stay too late and drive home tired...”
“But I’m here, Ginger. Let’s do something. Fun. Let’s have some fun.”
“Aren’t you having fun?” she asked him with a wicked grin.
He leaned toward her. “I’m glad to help, but I came for you. Just, don’t tell my sister.”
“Why not?”
“Because Peyton thinks I’m a bad bet. And I’m getting real sick of hearing about it.”
* * *
Peyton watched Matt and Ginger from the deck as she swept up crumbs and collected empty cans and plastic bottles from lunch. Scott and Spencer carried a large potted plant through the house and out to the deck, placing it where they’d been told to. Then Scott was by Peyton’s side.
“If you frown and scowl and brood like that any longer, you’re going to wrinkle,” he told his wife.
“As soon as Matt leaves Ginger alone, he’s going to get an earful of my opinion of his behavior,” she muttered.
Scott grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her to face the bay. He put an arm around her, holding her there. “No. He’s not,” Scott said. “You’re going to keep your mouth shut.”
“Huh? Listen, I can handle him.”
“I said, no,” Scott said firmly. “I command you.”
She glanced up at him and laughed.
“Figures you would think that’s funny. I want you to listen to me, Peyton, because when it comes to your family, you’re a little on the blind and deaf side. He might be a little brother to you, but you’re not in charge of him anymore. You have to leave him alone. He’s thirty and he’s obviously experienced some difficult times.”
“He’s been divorced over a year. And that marriage, it was very short and very miserable. And—”
“I’ve only known the Lacoumette family for a year and the whole time Matt has been silent. A little cranky. Very absent. Your mother and some of your sibs have apologized for him, said he was one of the best-natured men in the family. That short marriage obviously took its toll and he’s been nursing some big wounds.”
“And he’s been coping by having a different woman every week!”
“Peyton, he’s smiling. He’s laughing. For that matter, I haven’t seen Ginger look so good since I’ve met her—she’s smiling and laughing.”
“Hanging out with my brother, she could get hurt!”
“If you get in his business any further, you’re going to get hurt. You’re going to get spanked!”
“And just what big man is going to do that?” she asked, laughter in her voice.
“This big man, your lord and master,” he said.
“Oh, you’re really pushing it...”
“We’re going to finish up here, grab the kids from next door where they’re watching a movie and we’re going to go home, without saying one word, because if it were you in there, flirting with me, and someone got in your way, you’d be furious. They’re adults. They appear to like each other. They’re two people who have been through a lot and they’re having a good time for once. I suspect they know more about what they need right now than you do.” He shook his head. “You’ve got a really scary big-sister thing going on. Don’t be a bully.”
She gasped. “I just don’t want either one of them to go down the wrong path with the wrong person. It seems dangerous to me. And I don’t approve of the way Matt has handled himself the past year or so, but he’s my brother. I love him. It won’t make me feel good to see him hurt, either. After all, the past couple of years has been hard on everyone.”
“I know. Letting go isn’t easy. But I’m right about this. He has to find his own way. And Ginger does, too. You told Matt about Ginger. Matt isn’t going to use and abuse her. Can you really imagine he would? He might be your naughty little brother, but I’ve gotten to know him.”
“He probably wouldn’t,” she relented.
“I saw a sweetheart side of Matt today I didn’t even know existed and I’ve known him for a year,” Scott said. “He’s not fooling anybody—he’s here because he heard about this barn raising from Ginger.”
“He says they aren’t involved,” she said. “That they’ve sworn off relationships.”
