“Holly, you may be older than me, but you don’t know much about men. Have you noticed the way he looks at you?”
It frightened her, thinking Trixie might be right. It frightened her even more, thinking she wanted her sister to be right. “Don’t.”
“Don’t read too much into it. I . . . I’m not ready.”
A frown pinched Trixie’s eyebrows, and her lips thinned as she pressed them together. It was a look Holly had seen before, one that said her younger sister was not going to give up.
“Trix, every girl can’t be as lucky as you. Brett’s a great guy, and the two of you have something special.”
Her sister’s posture relaxed a little. “Yeah, he is great. The thing is he’s great for me. But there’s a guy somewhere who’ll be just as great for you. He wasn’t Nathan. Maybe he’s Jed.”
Holly dreaded the wanting that hummed in her heart. How had she let herself care this much for someone she’d known only a matter of weeks? She’d put a wall of protection around her heart ever since Nathan walked out on her. But somehow Jed had caused her to lower her guard, if only a fraction.
“Oh, Trixie,” she whispered. “I’m scared. He doesn’t even live in Boise. Even if I wanted more, we’re already set up for failure.”
Her sister took hold of her hand. “Caring for someone isn’t a bad thing, even if it doesn’t work out between you two. You need to live again, Holly. Nathan was a Class 1 jerk. So, lesson learned. Move on. You need to let yourself feel things, both good and bad. Bottling it up isn’t healthy.”
Holly swallowed hard, blinking away unexpected tears. She both loved and hated that Trixie understood her so well.
“Did Jed ask you out again?”
“Yes.” She nodded as she drew a deep breath and released it. “We’re going on a hike on Sunday.”
“Well, then. Cheer up. Give the guy a chance. Give yourself a chance.” Trixie squeezed Holly’s hand. “You haven’t given up trying to make this restaurant succeed. You have all kinds of faith in the women you’re teaching how to cook. Now you need to have some faith in yourself and your ability to live life to the fullest.”
Holly smiled through her tears. “Have I told you how much I love you?”
“How could you help it?” Trixie gave a head a saucy toss, eyes twinkling.
The two of them broke into laughter, and Holly would have sworn she felt her faith in the future increase.
From How Sweet It Is by Robin Lee Hatcher. Used with the permission of the publisher, Thomas Nelson. Copyright © 2020 by Robin Lee Hatcher. Learn more at TNZ Fiction.