Saturday, October 11, 2008
Harmony Solberg is happy with her quiet, orderly existence. Then Joseph Velasquez and his brood of noisy children, teenagers move next door, shattering her peace. Against her will, she’s drawn into the children’s lives. Soon she’s sewing Halloween costumes and helping out with the church’s fall harvest party. Harmony realizes that she’d rather have a loud, chaotic life with Joseph and family than go back to her lonely old life but Joseph doesn’t seem to think she’s cut out for it. Will she be able to convince him, with a few tricks and maybe a treat or two?
True Love Never Runs Smoothly
Hope was very nice about the whole thing, considering that Joseph just showed up on her doorstep with Harmony that evening. Her eyes grew big when she opened the door and saw her brother with an overnight bag in one hand. With his other hand, he was holding onto the arm of a clearly outraged Harmony.
“Can Harmony stay with you tonight?” he asked abruptly.
“Um…sure.” She took a step back and motioned them inside. “Come in. Oliver and I were just watching a movie.”
Harmony glared at Joseph. “You see, she’s busy. I’ll be fine at my house.”
“Ignore her,” Joseph ordered his sister. “She needs a place to stay for the night, and she won’t stay at my house.”
Hope’s mouth dropped open and her gaze went back and forth between them. She obviously wanted to say something but was at a loss.
Oliver stuck his head out of the living room and said, “Hi Joseph, Harmony.”
“I’m sorry to interrupt your evening, Oliver,” said Harmony, with a scorching glance at Joseph. “But I wasn’t given much choice.”
“Is…is there a problem at Harmony’s?” asked Hope, a bit timidly.
“Yes,” replied Joseph at exactly the same time that Harmony said “No.”
Hope and Oliver exchanged looks. “Which is it?” Oliver ventured.
Harmony’s eyes narrowed and she pointed at Joseph. “The only problem is that my bathroom no longer has a door.”
Joseph’s face darkened further, which Harmony thought a remarkable feat. “If you had come out when I asked you, I wouldn’t have had to take it off the hinges.”
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