Touched By Mercy
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Excerpt
"What did you think of the sermon, Samantha?"
Sam thought she'd choke on her cherry pie right there. And practically did.
"Here now." Reverend Preston Trent laughed as he patted her back. "Did we find a pit or was the sermon that bad?"
Visiting with a Reverend was bad enough, but a Reverend with humor. Sam started to choke all over again. She waved her hand in front of her face to circulate the air and gulped a deep breath. Then, if her teary-eyes and choking weren't enough, she had to go and snort on her exhale. Not some delicate little snort -- a full-bodied thing. She sounded like her stepfather's grand sow. Her skin warmed till she wondered if she were as pink as the pig.Groaning softly, Sam put her head in her hands until she could breathe again. It'd be easier if the good Reverend would quit patting her back, disrupting her heartbeat. But how did one tell a Reverend to stop?
"Are you all right?" Ruth asked.
"Yes, yes." Sam surfaced, her face on fire. Reverend Trent's hand lifted from her back. "It went down the wrong pipe," she replied meekly.
"Are you sure you're all right?" Preston asked. With a gentle smile, he handed her his napkin. Sam used it as a shield to compose behind. "It hurts something fierce when it does that," he added sympathetically.Sam dabbed her watery eyes so she wouldn't have to look at him. 'Cause the Preacher man's smile was soft, beguiling.
