Do you read those romances in the check-out line magazines? If so, here is a free short romance you might like.
You'll find more of the same in my collection A Bakers Dozen Short and Sweet Romances.
Maggie Fairchild cast an anxious look around the large sitting room as she picked up her purse to leave. "Are you sure about this Mother? Do you really like it here?"
"What's not to like? Lots of activities, and the food is excellent." Annabelle Fairchild lowered her voice and her expression became serious. "It was my decision dear and I'm happy I made it."
"But are you making friends?"
Annabelle smiled. "We've switched roles, haven't we? I used to ask you that every year on the first day of school."
Maggie retained the worried look. "If you change your mind, you can still move in with me."
Annabelle patted her daughter's hand. "I'm going to be fine, and you have your own life to consider."
A shadow fell across the nearby chair and a deep voice asked," Are you still set for that game of crib, Annabelle?"
The speaker was a tall, still handsome senior with a shock of grey hair that fell across his forehead above eyes of clear blue.
Maggie noticed her mother's face light up as she introduced her daughter to Ted Matthews.
"Annabelle has told me all about you," he replied. "And this is my son Brian." He gestured to the man who stood slightly behind him. Maggie could have easily guessed at the relationship. The thick hair in the junior edition was dark brown instead of grey but the eyes had the same humor evident in the blue sparkle as he greeted Maggie.
Annabelle fidgeted as though anxious for her daughter to leave so Maggie gave her a final peck on the cheek and turned to go.
"I'll walk you out, if that's all right. I'm just leaving too." The humour lines deepened around Brian's eyes as he reached out to touch her elbow.
As they came out of the elevator on the lower level, He turned and stopped. "Look, I'd just about kill for a cup of coffee. Would you join me? There's a little cafe across the street."
Maggie was almost going to put him off but the thought of her mother's perky smile when her new friend had dropped by made her want to learn more about the man, and of course his son as well.
They sat in a window booth sipping black coffee in large white mugs.
"I'm glad to see Dad making a friend," Brian said. "He's been lonely since Mom died. I've been away a lot recently and haven't been able to spend nearly enough time with him. All we have is each other now. " A tiny voice inside Maggie said, Oh that must mean you're not married, but she stifled it, instead replying, "Same goes for Mom and I. I was so worried she'd be lonely here."
"I know the feeling," Brian said. "It's just as easy to be lonely in the middle of a crowd."
He pushed aside the nearly empty cup, hesitating for a moment before looking up at Maggie. "I'm coming on Saturday to take Dad out for dinner. Would you and your mother like to come too? I'd like to give their friendship a bit of a nudge. I hope you don't mind."
"Not at all," said Maggie. "I'm happy to see Mom making friends. This would be an opportunity to encourage them. I'll ask her if it's all right but I'm sure it will be."
Saturday's dinner was a raving success. So was the Sunday picnic and the trip to the theatre the following weekend.
Maggie was relieved to know her mother wasn't going to be lonely any more. She liked Ted and thought they made a great couple. It seemed Cupid took aim at the elderly as well as the young. She found herself happily anticipating their outings—she caught herself in time from referring to them as double dates.
She realized her mother's happiness was only part of the reason she looked forward to the weekends. Brian was comfortable to be around and she hadn't done so much laughing in years. And of course there were those amazing blue eyes.
One Sunday afternoon Annabelle and Ted were seated in chairs close to the third floor window and Ted pointed below at the image of Maggie and Brian standing face to face beside a tall tree in the corner of the parking lot. They watched as Brian leaned over and kissed Maggie on the cheek holding her hands as he did so. She didn't pull away.
"Told you so," said Ted in a triumphant voice.
"I knew it would work," giggled Annabelle. "From the moment I met your son, I knew he was meant for Maggie." They gave a quick high five before changing their celebration to a gentle kiss mirroring the one below.