Here We Come (Aggie's Inheritance) (161 page)

Luke
pulled several
flowers
from
the
table
and
passed
them
to
her.
“I
think
any
,
but
those
look
good.
I
don’t
like
those
with
the
red.”

“Well,
they’ll
come
in
any
color
I
think…”

He
glanced
at
the
motley
bouquet
in
her
hand
and
pulled
back
the
orange
tiger
lilies.
“If
those
came
in
other
colors—that
shape
I
mean—then
it’d
work
too.
You’ll
pick
something
great.”

As
if
his
words
gave
her
confidence,
Aggie
pulled
the
tiger
lily,
calla
lily,
and
a
red
rose
from
the
table.
Then,
in
an
apparent
afterthought,
she
grabbed
the
tulip
as
well
and
whispered,
“I’ll
tell
Tina
that
if
these
are
significantly
cheaper
to
use
them
instead
of
one
of
the
others.
Now…”
she
dug
through
a
pile
of
pictures
and
pulled
up
a
document
on
her
laptop.
“Ok,
we
have
these…”
Aggie
chose
three
photos
from
the
stack
and
deleted
several
on
the
document
before
turning
it
to
him.
“Or
those
.
Which
do
we
want
for
vases?
I
don’t
even
know
if
we’re
using
vases,
but
Tina
insists
we
choose
them
in
case.”

“Here
at
home
or
at
the
schoolhouse?”

The
question
seemed
to
befuddle
her.
“What?”

“Are
the
flowers
for
decorating
the
house
for
the
wedding
or
the
schoolhouse
for
the
reception?”

“I
don’t
know.
How’d
you
think
of
that?”

Luke
shrugged.
“Just
wondered…”

She
was
already
calling
Tina.
When
three
tries
to
ask
resulted
in
a
stage
whisper
to
wake
the
dead,
Aggie
stepped
from
the
room.
Luke
grinned
as
he
heard
her
say,
“Oh,
Luke
came
by
with
great
news
and
now
we’re
working
on
wedding
stuff.”

Wedding
stuff.
He
and
his
fiancée
were
working
on
“wedding
stuff.”
How
something
could
be
equally
tedious
and
delightful,
Luke
could
not
comprehend,
but
it
was.
He
stared
at
fabric
samples,
photos
of
chairs,
tables,
and
if
the
dozen
or
two
documents
in
Aggie’s
laptop
tray
was
any
indication,
she
had
even
more
decisions
to
make
in
a
very
short
amount
of
time.
A
stack
of
invitations
waited
for
postage
and
addresses
next
to
a
list
of
partially
scratched
out
names.
He
set
the
half-addressed
one
on
top
aside
and
began
working
on
the
next
on
the
list.
Mrs.
Doris
Gantry
of
Westbury
was
invited
to
the
reception.

“What
are
you
doing?”

Her
whisper
startled
him.
“I
didn’t
know
what
else
I
could
do
,
so
I
thought
I’d
address
a
few
invites.
This stack is
just
for the
reception,
right?”

She
nodded.
“The
wedding
and
reception
list
is
under
that.”

“Just
making
sure
I’m
doing
it
correctly.”