Season of Joy. Virginia Carmichael
that she never talked to anybody. There are hundreds of people here every day.”
“I didn’t say she didn’t talk to them. I said she didn’t try.”
Grant frowned, trying to remember. “Well, make sure you use your superpowers the next time, okay? You can save me some time.”
He turned to see a huge grin spread over Jose’s face. “Now what?”
“You sure you want me to put on my cape and tell you who to ask out?”
Grant rolled his eyes. “Sure, why not? Just don’t make the list too long. I’m not made of money, you know.”
“How about the new volunteer?”
“Oh, right.” Grant paused, struggling to come up with a reason that Calista was not his type. He decided not to argue with the type just yet. “Well, I don’t think it’s a great idea to be using the new volunteers as my personal dating pool. Eric introduced Jennie and me, so it was all right for us to go out socially.”
Jose continued to grin. He stuck his hands in the pockets of his slacks and rocked back on his heels, looking like a man who knew more than was good for him.
“And then there’s the matter of faith.” Grant wouldn’t normally share that kind of conversation, but Jose was killing him with that smug expression. “She just said that she’s new to all of this. That’s how she said it. All of this.” Grant waved a hand, indicating the cross on the wall, the lobby, everything.
“That’s a bad thing? I’d rather have a fiery convert than a lukewarm cradle Christian.”
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