Changing Her Heart. Gail Sattler
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“I didn’t want to say this before, but when you were gone, I was worried about you.”
Randy’s movements froze at Lacey’s comment, and he turned his head to face her. She expected an impish grin and a joke that would lighten the moment, but his expression was the most serious she’d ever seen.
“I don’t know whether that’s good or bad.”
“I don’t know, either. I’m so confused. And so scared.”
Before she realized what he was doing, Randy tipped his head slightly, leaned forward and brushed a slow, gentle kiss to her lips.
“I’ll see you tomorrow morning. We’ve got some sidewalks to sell.”
In the split second it took her to catch his quip about the upcoming sidewalk sale, he’d closed the car door behind him and was gone.
Lacey would indeed see him tomorrow. And every day thereafter.
She pressed her fingers to her lips and prayed she was doing the right thing.
GAIL SATTLER
lives in Vancouver, British Columbia (where you don’t have to shovel rain), with her husband of twenty-six years, three sons, two dogs, five lizards, one toad and a degu named Bess. Gail loves to read stories with a happy ending, which is why she writes them. Visit Gail’s Web site at www.gailsattler.com.
Changing Her Heart
Gail Sattler
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Turn from evil and do good;
then you will dwell in the land forever.
—Psalms 37:27
Dedicated to my husband, Tim, and my kids Justin,
Chris and Tyrone, who take care of stuff so
I can write, no matter how long it takes
or how crazy things get.
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Letter to Reader
Chapter One
“There’s something you don’t see very often.”
Lacey Dachin’s mouth dropped open. All the pins she’d had pressed between her lips fell to the floor.
A man was standing at the panty hose rack, holding two types of panty hose, one package in each hand, quite obviously comparison shopping.
Lacey got to her feet, knowing she would never get her customer’s hem straight now.
She kept her voice down to a whisper. “You know, Vivian, I’ve seen him before, but I can’t remember where.”
Lacey and Vivian stared as the man looked back and forth between the two packages, and then appeared to study one of them more closely.
“The one he’s so interested in is the most expensive we have,” Lacey muttered.
He tucked the less-expensive package back into the rack, and continued reading.
Vivian’s gaze dropped to the man’s pants. “I hope he’s not buying them for himself.”
Lacey stiffened. As creepy as it was, she couldn’t stand in judgment. “Who he’s buying them for is not my concern. It is only my concern that he needs help.”
“Then…then I think I should be going,” Vivian stammered. “I’ll leave the dress in the changing room, and I’ll be back on Friday.”
“Thanks. That gives me plenty of time. I’ll see you then.”
Once Vivian disappeared back into the changing room, Lacey gathered her courage and swallowed hard. She’d seen many odd things over the years when she worked at the La Boutique downtown branch, but this was not something she expected to deal with at the suburban outlet. “Can I help you?” she asked as she approached him.
“Um, yes…. Can you turn around for a minute?”
Lacey turned around. She didn’t understand what it was he didn’t want her to see, but again, she wasn’t sure she really wanted to know.
“That’s good. Thanks.”
As she turned back to him, she saw his cheeks redden, and he averted his eyes. “I—I guess you’re about the same height and, uh, stuff,” he stammered, then extended the package toward her. “Without having to get too personal, what size would you buy if you were buying these for yourself?”
Lacey felt her own cheeks burn. The sizing on the back of the package was determined by height and weight. She had a bad feeling she knew what he had been looking at when she turned around, but at least he hadn’t asked her to bend over. For a second she considered telling him one size lower than her own, but his reason for wanting to know had nothing to do with her vanity.
“I’d buy that size. Is it the right color?”
“I guess so. I’ll take it.”
She started walking toward the sales counter, not quite comfortable with him being behind her. “Is there anything else I can get for you?” she asked over her shoulder.
Once again, his cheeks darkened. “No,” he mumbled. “I think this is enough torture for one day.”
Feeling bolder with the counter between them, she finally noticed he was wearing the name badge, “Randy.”
“You work at the computer store next door, don’t you?”
The red blush crept upward to his ears. He stared down at the counter and pushed the package closer to her. “Yes.”
“Can I ask you something?”
His lips tightened. “This isn’t for me.”
“Actually, I need to buy a computer, and I need help to figure out what kind.”
His entire posture relaxed and he raised his head. “In that case, ask me anything,” he said with a smile.
Lacey’s breath caught at the sudden eye contact. It suddenly hit her what an attractive man he was. His blue eyes sparkled and little crinkles appeared at the sides of his eyes, making him almost movie-star handsome. Not that she had never come in contact with a good-looking man, but it was rare to find one in the hosiery section.
She