Welcome to another edition of Beyond the Book. Today Kara wants to share her quilt with you. The first time she ever noticed quilts was when Ross took her to a county fair. She loved them so much she got Ross’s mother to teach her how to quilt. Don’t you love the colors? Kara intended to take a better picture of her first quilt, but her cat Casey was asleep on it, and Kara didn’t have the heart to disturb her. Here’s what happened when Ross took Kara to the fair. This occurred after they left the quilts exhibit.
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It was almost time to meet the family for dinner when Kara heard an announcement for the women’s skillet toss. “What’s a skillet toss?” she asked.
Ross’s eyes twinkled. A wicked grin spread across his face. “Come and find out.”
Given his grin, Kara wondered if she wanted to know. He dragged her to a field marked off with chalk that looked something like a football field.
They approached a man sitting behind a small table with a clipboard in front of him.
Ross threw up his hand. “Hi. Is it too late to enter the skillet toss?”
“Nope.” The man smiled at Kara. “You look like a lady who knows a thing or two about skillets. Sign right here, ma’am, and pick your skillet.”
Kara’s mouth dropped open. Did Ross honestly think she’d want to do something so embarrassing?
“No, Ross, I don’t think—”
“Chicken,” Ross taunted.
Kara laughed. “I am not. What do you think this is: first grade?”
Ross turned back to the man at the table and shelled out the two-dollar fee. He chose an iron skillet and handed it to Kara.
“Get in line,” he urged with a wink.
The rules were simple. You threw the skillet as hard as you could, and the one who threw it the greatest distance won the contest. Kara watched as the other contestants tossed their skillets. Each woman had a different technique, but Kara decided she would spin around and around in a circle and then sling the darn thing.
The lady in front of her had finished her turn.
Ross gave Kara a gentle push. “You’re up.”
As Kara moved to the contestants’ box, Ross gave a penetrating whistle and bellowed, “Yay, Kara! Go for it!” The people around him clapped and cheered too.
Kara started to spin in the box. She circled twice, letting go of the skillet on the second spin. The skillet sailed a good distance through the air, but she’d let go of the darn thing at the wrong time. It sailed back into the crowd, scattering spectators and barely missing a dog that had accompanied its master to the fair.
The crowd roared with laughter as Kara’s face turned beet red. Ross laughed too, but he wiped the grin off his face when he took Kara’s arm. “Better luck next time.”