A Marriage for Meghan
“Although the April sunshine warmed their faces, the cold breeze cut through to a woman’s bones. “Yeeoouu,” she complained. “According to the calendar, it’s spring. So why am I still freezing?”
“Because your blood has thinned over winter,” answered Catherine, always the voice of reason. “It’ll take a while before you’re no longer a freeze-baby.” She wrapped an arm around Meghan’s waist and pulled her close. “But look at the fields. Hay is almost ready for the first cutting. I love spring! And today daed is borrowing the neighbor’s rototiller to prepare ground for mamm’s garden. That’s always a good sign.”
A passing pickup truck sprayed icy water on Meghan’s legs. Biting back her annoyance, she moved to walk ahead of her sister instead of at her side. “I’ll be happy when the roads dry up. Some of these potholes are deep enough to hatch fish.”
“In less than a month we won’t have this walk to and from school each day. What will you complain about then, dear heart?”
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