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.
Blurb:
Is it possible she’s
finally found Her Kind of Man?
Ross Williams has been
in love with Kara Cochrane since they were kids so when Kara's fiancé Brandon
Miles cheats on her and calls off their wedding—Ross steps in to rescue the
damsel in distress.
A heartbroken Kara just
wants to get on with her life and hunky Ross provides her with a definite
distraction—that is until she starts falling for him. Big time.
But a devastating family
secret threatens to destroy everything that Kara holds dear—including her
relationship with Ross.
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.”