Page 67 of Her Cowboy Blind Date

“You’ll be fine.” He grinned. “I know how to fix makeup disasters.”

A smile tugged at her lips. Logan the makeup artist to the rescue. “I feel better already.”

“Is Sam okay?”

She let out a long sigh. “I’m frustrating him because I can’t talk.”

“Talk about what?”

“The situation. My sisters can talk and cry and talk some more when something goes wrong. I can cry, but I can’t talk until I process.”

He nodded. “We’re talking about Jarrod.”

“Unfortunately. He’s trying to ruin my life.”

Logan leaned forward on his elbows, his fingers steepled under his chin. “That might be short-lived. I have good news.”

“Tell me.” She needed good news.

“My people contacted your dad and his lawyer.” He held her gaze. “You didn’t mention your dad’s friend is a top Sydney lawyer.”

She shrugged. “Dad’s a surgeon who plays a lot of golf.”

“That figures. My people were impressed. We’ve taken legal action in Australia to correct the Jarrod situation. You won’t hear from Jarrod again.”

“Thank you. That’s good news.”

“Thank your dad’s lawyer. He got the story pulled in Australia. We blocked it from being published in the States.”

“That’s a relief.” Her anxiety levels dropped a little lower.

He nodded. “My doubles have been on a public relations mission. They’re spreading the word that the Australian article was fake news. Next week, the world will know the real story about my time in Gilead.”

“Oh, wow. That explains why no one has said anything.”

“And the lady who gossips in Heavenly Brew—”

“You mean Mrs. Alleghany.”

“That’s her. A few hours ago she identified the reporter who’d tipped her off about the story. We’re working on that lead.”

She widened her eyes. “What? Someone used Mrs. Alleghany to spread fake news.”

“It appears so, although Mrs. Alleghany is unlikely to join the dots. She had good intentions.”

“That sounds about right.” Poor Mrs. Alleghany. If she only knew her role in the chaos, she’d be sharing her version of the story with the world.

“Don’t give up on Sam. He loves you. You love him. It’s only geography you need to overcome.”

“Thanks, Logan. How can I thank you?”

His grin matched the sparkle in his warm eyes. “Your friendship has kept me sane. Stay in touch. And I’ll expect an invite to your wedding.”

“Will do.” She checked the time on her phone. “Pray there is a wedding. Catch you later.” She left Logan in the pokey room and headed to her usual position backstage. Emotion choked her throat. The cast and crew were like a big family, and she’d miss being involved with the play.

Sam nodded. “I thought you’d lost your way.”

Lost her way? Perhaps she had. Facts. In many ways she’d lost her focus on Jesus. Lost sight of the big picture. Lost sight of the biblical truths she should cling to during a crisis.

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