tradition continued during and after their college years, and they seldom missed.
Lauren threw her a smile as she turned a corner. âAaronâs tied up tonight, but heâll be at Aunt Lottieâs birthday party tomorrow.â
A year ago Lauren had re-met Aaron Thompson when he returned to Valley Oaks to take over the practice of the local doctor. He had been a few years ahead of Lauren in school. As teens their paths hadnât romantically crossed, but when the physician met the high schoolâs band teacher, it was love at first sight for both of them.
Gina reached over and squeezed her arm. âI am so happy for you.â
âI feel like Iâm going to burst! I donât see how I can keep this up for four more weeks.â
âYou could elope.â Gina gazed out the window and noticed they were already beyond the town limits. They sped along the highway, past rolling fields of corn planted in rows so neatly they looked like colorful pages of typed words. The sun was low on the horizon, and the short green stalks glistened in the streams of light against the black earth. âThatâs a beautiful sight. How do they make the rows so straight?â
âWell, I donât know,â her cousin grinned at her, âbut Brady could tell you. I heard you met him this morning.â
âUnbelievable! How did you hear that already?â
Lauren giggled. âNews gets around fast in this town. Youâll get used to it. So whatâd you think?â
âWhat do you mean, whatâd I think? Was I supposed to think something?â
âOh, I thought you might be impressed with his looks. Or how friendly he is, or just how homespun he is in spite of the fact that he is our mostââ
âWealthy, eligible bachelor. I know. Aunt Lottie told me.â
âNot bachelor. Well, he is that, too, but I was going to say our most famous author. Actually, heâs our only author.â
âAuthor? Aunt Lottie said he farms with his dad.â
âShe doesnât catch everything these days.â
Remembering the lunch-in-the-cellar conversation with their great-aunt, Gina laughed. âYou wonât believe what she does catch. She mentioned he looks good in a white T-shirt.â
Lauren joined in the laughter. âIsnât she a stitch? Anyway, he does farm, but he also writes these awesome Christian books. So what did you think of him in a white T-shirt?â
She moaned. âTell me you are not playing Cupid.â
âHe is going to look terrific in a white tuxedo with his dark blond hair.â Her cousin glanced at her. âYou told me Steve is old news, right?â
âMm-hmm. You are playing Cupid. I suppose youâve paired me with this Brady for the bridesmaid-groomsman thing.â
âIt was a perfect match, Gina! Aaron and I put our best friends together and my sister and his brother. You and Brady were the only two favorite cousins. He and Aaron are the same age, 32, and were good friends growing up.â Lauren threw her a smile. âAnd you will look so good together. Youâre both tallââ
âIâm not that tall.â
âYeah, but youâre the tallest in the bunch, perfect for his 6'4". And his tanned face with the white tux and your eyes with the chartreuse dressâ¦â Lauren sighed.
Gina rolled her eyes. The details of a wedding. âWe didnât hit it off too well, but I suppose I could be nice to him for your sake.â
âYouâre not pining over Steve, are you?â
âNo, not in the least. That relationship never could have gone anywhere. It just fizzled out. Having the boss as my significant other was not a smart move on my part.â
âBut you had so much in common, since youâre both veterinarians.â
âIâm sure that was part of the initial attraction. But when things got complicated at workââ She bit her lip to stop herself from