Page 29 of Rekindled

The meal passed by pleasantly as they talked about the reunion, church, and their jobs.

“My boss keeps holding out hope I was kidding about going on my volunteer trip. He’s really worried he won’t be able to find someone to replace me.”

“Where do you work?” Molly asked, with curiosity.

“Oh, I can’t believe I never told you that,” Sarah said with surprise. “I work for the high school. I got my teaching degree a few years back.”

“What subject?”

“She’s one of the English teachers, and she also teaches journalism and runs the newspaper,” Greg answered with pride.

“Really? That’s impressive,” Molly stated. “I’ve always admired people who want to teach. I even thought about it for a time myself, but ended up writing online instead.”

“I was wondering if you need any more help with the auction for the Boys and Girls Club dinner?” Greg asked Spencer.

“Sure, I can always use an extra set of hands,” Spencer said with gratitude. “You want to meet me at the restaurant at Meadows Inn tomorrow at 5? The rest of the volunteers will arrive there at that time.”

“I’ll be there,” Greg said. “Anything to help the kids out.”

“And I’ll be there for the dinner and auction,” Sarah stated. “I would come help out, but it’s end of the quarter and I have way too much on my plate as it is.”

“Don’t worry about it, Sarah,” Spencer excused her. “I know you would come early if you could. I’m just glad you will be there for the rest of the evening.”

They finished their meals and said their goodbyes before everyone exited the diner. As Spencer drove Molly home, he debated about how to broach inviting her as his date to the dinner.

Deciding just to go for it, Spencer asked, “I was wondering if you would go as my date to the dinner we were talking about earlier. It’s a great cause for the kids, and I think you would enjoy it.”

Molly seemed to think about it for a moment before she answered. “I think I can make it. What time should I get there?”

“The event starts at 6:30. I’d pick you up, but I have to be there early to set up the silent auction.”

“That’s okay. I totally understand. It’s great that you volunteer to help kids. I wouldn’t want to get in the way of that.”

Spencer turned off the engine to his car, and started to get out to walk her to the door. Before he managed to, Molly said, “Don’t worry about escorting me to my door. I got this.”

“All right,” Spencer said with disappointment.

He had hoped he would get a chance to kiss Molly, but this was the second time he was blocked from kissing her. Perhaps, it just wasn’t the right time.

Spencer watched as Molly sashayed up the sidewalk and steps to her parents’ house. He didn’t get to kiss her yet, but it didn’t mean it couldn’t happen tomorrow. Spencer had learned to be a patient man.

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