The Christmas Table (Christmas Hope #10) - Donna VanLiere Page 0,2

she’s wearing a Betty’s Bakery T-shirt. She and Miriam could not be less alike, but they are the best of friends. “I have a friend of mine who is going to be volunteering with us and I’d like all of you to meet her. I met Andrea and her husband, Bill, a few years ago, and she has been a wonderful friend to me, and I know she will be a wonderful friend to you, too. She’s helped from time to time over the years, but now wants to help more, and we can always use more hands around here. Say hi to Mrs. King.”

The children shout out hellos and Andrea waves. She looks to be in her forties, is petite but slightly pudgy with a big smile and warm, blue eyes and short brown hair. She looks like a woman who is easy to be with and even easier to hug. “Call me Miss Andrea,” she says. “I can’t wait to get to meet all of you. I always wanted to help more at Glory’s Place, but couldn’t do it a lot because I often traveled with my job and was so busy with raising my kids, but now they’re both practically grown so I’m excited to be helping and meeting all of you!”

Gloria claps her hands together. “All right, if you’re supposed to be in tutoring, then you know the way there. If you’re supposed to be reading with Stacy, you know where to go, or if you’re outside with Dalton, then head that way.” She swings an arm around like she’s about to pitch a fastball. “Let’s make it a great day!” The children begin to scatter and Gloria waves when she sees Lauren. “This is Lauren,” she says to Andrea.

Lauren sticks out her hand to Andrea. “So nice to meet you. I’ll be training you today.”

Gloria puts an arm around Lauren’s shoulder. “Lauren is one of my favorite people in the whole world and so is her new husband, Travis.” She looks at Lauren. “And Andrea is also one of my favorite people in the world. Just don’t tell Miriam I said that because I never include Miriam as one of my favorite people in the world.”

“I heard that, Gloria!” Miriam bellows from across the room. “You are boorish and ill-mannered.”

“And she wonders why she isn’t one of my favorite people,” Gloria whispers as she turns to walk to Miriam.

“They’ve always been like that, right?” Andrea says, watching Gloria and Miriam quibble.

Lauren laughs. “As long as I’ve known them. But if you listen really close you can hear how much they love each other. They’re the best of friends. I want to have a Gloria or Miriam when I’m their age.” Lauren turns and walks to the door behind them. “What brings you to help here?” she asks, opening the tutoring door.

“Well, like I said, my kids are grown or nearly grown, and I have more time on my hands these days.”

“How many kids do you have?” Lauren says, closing the door behind them.

“Two. A boy and a girl. My daughter is in college and my son is a senior in high school.” Andrea watches as an older woman with dark almond skin leans over a child around ten and points to something in a book in front of him.

“That’s Heddy,” Lauren whispers. “She and Dalton have been here since the beginning with Gloria and Miriam. And that’s Amy over there. She and Gabe got married on the same day that Travis and I did, and they adopted Maddie, one of the children from here.” She signals for Andrea to follow her to the door and is quiet as she opens it, stepping into the big room again.

“There are usually two volunteers in the tutoring room at a time and we help with homework.”

Andrea smirks at the thought. “I don’t think I’d be able to offer much help. How they do things in school now is so different from when I was a child.”

“We all thought that when we started helping with homework, but everybody has their strengths and we all just pitch in and…” She stops talking and puts her hand on her stomach.

“Are you okay?” Andrea says, concerned.

“Yes. I’m afraid my husband and I ate some bad sushi yesterday.”

“He’s sick, too?” Andrea asks.

Lauren shakes her head. “No. Just me. Didn’t agree with me, I guess. It’s made me so nauseous.”

“And you’re the only one nauseous?”

Lauren nods, exhaling as if that will blow the queasiness