1890s – Washington
Aurora McClure tamps down her excitement as she hurries to the church to meet Parson Clay for their weekly service planning. She really oughtn’t be so thrilled, but it’s a whole blissful hour with him! However, when she arrives, he’s not there. And no smoke is coming from the parsonage chimney! On a cold day like today, there certainly should be a fire warming the place.
At the parsonage, she finds him burning with fever. When Doc arrives, he says she must stay there under quarantine! Though concerned over what the town gossips might say about such an impropriety, she’s thankful to care for him—especially when he deliriously mumbles about not getting a puppy for Christmas as a boy. That will be just the thing to cheer him up—despite Kin Davis telling her it’s a bad idea.
Finally on the mend and starting to feel like himself, Preston Clay couldn’t be more baffled when Aurora McClure brings him a puppy. He opens his mouth to tell her to march it right back to wherever she got it, but one look into those captivating green eyes of hers, and he finds himself offering his thanks instead. He really ought to get a grip on himself. A parson shouldn’t be feeling such things for one of his parishioners!