Dandelion Wishes. Melinda Curtis
door to the church opened and Emma blew in, as if ushered forward by a strong wind.
* * *
“TRACY!” HEART POUNDING apprehensively, Emma nearly bowled Tracy over as she enveloped her in a tight hug.
Tracy’s halfhearted reception doused Emma in doubt.
Was Will right? Was Tracy not ready to see her?
Will stood at the altar, as still and silent as if he were a religious relic. Only his eyes gave away his feelings. Don’t hurt her, they said.
Emma nodded, ever so subtly, to let him know she understood. And then she let Tracy go.
Granny Rose stepped through the doorway. “It’s our precious Tracy.” She gave Tracy a hug. It was hard to tell who was thinner or frailer.
Emma drew a breath and held on to her carefully honed patience. “I can’t tell you how much I’ve missed you. I felt so bad about the accident.” She hesitated. She didn’t want to hurt Will, not now that she knew why he’d kept her away, but she had to let Tracy know she hadn’t abandoned her. “I’ve been trying to come visit, but no one would let me in.”
“No. One?” Tracy glanced at Will and then her father, her mouth pulling to one side in the start of a scowl.
Will’s scowl was already in place.
“But none of that matters now.” Emma smiled gently. “You’re here and I’m here.”
Other residents streamed into the church before Emma could say anything more. They also greeted Tracy, who acknowledged each with a small smile and a nod.
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