Something Like Spring (Something Like, #4)

by Jay Bell

“Jason, hi!” The man extended a hand. “I’m Greg. How are you today?” Michelle walked up next to the man and swatted his hand down. “He’s not one of your clients. Jason, this is my husband.” “Okay,” Jason said, trying to pull his eyes away from the man and failing. “This all you got?” Greg asked, grabbing a box and heading toward the back of the SUV. “Yeah,” Jason managed after a short delay. Then he turned to Michelle. “I think I’m in love!” “You and everyone else,” she said before smiling. “Is this really everything?” “Hey, it’s way more than I ever had before,” Jason said, picking up a box. “That’s right,” Michelle said, doing the same. “I’d almost forgotten. Well, it’s a good thing we didn’t rent a truck, although I could have brought the boys along instead of getting a babysitter.” In a few short minutes, the SUV was loaded. When Jason slid into the back seat, he found it partially occupied. A heavyset girl just entering her teens sat there. She had a handsome face, not unlike her father’s, and while that looked a little odd on a girl, he suspected no one had told her because she seemed supremely confident. Smiling at him, she patted the seat next to her. “Slide on in, honey. After all, you did promise my mother that you’d marry me.”