Читать книгу Have Cowboy, Need Cupid - Rita Herron - Страница 2
“Is this about the hope chest?” Suzanne asked
Оглавление“Yes,” Grammy said. “I want you to take yours home with you today.”
“But there’s really no need. I’m not even dating anyone.”
“Your love life will change soon,” Grammy said with a wink. “Take a look through it.”
Even though her cousins and sister claimed their hope chests had some kind of magical power that had given them hints as to their future husbands, Suzanne didn’t believe it. She worked with facts and figures, not superstitions.
Suzanne opened the wooden chest and pushed aside layers of gold tissue paper, unearthing a white lacy Stetson, a pair of white Western lace-up boots and a lace ribbon choker.
Suzanne laughed outright. Grammy must have made a mistake when she’d put these things inside. Perhaps she’d meant them for someone else. Suzanne was a city girl. High heels and plunging necklines were more her style.
In fact, she’d use the choker to strangle herself before she’d marry someone who wanted a cowgirl bride. Wouldn’t she?
