The Stirrings of Love

The bell jingled as 2 customers walked into the coffee shop.

“Amanda! What a great surprise. I didn’t know you were in town.” said Cara brightly, walking towards her to give her a hug. She gave Sarah a hug too.

“She stayed with me last night and we knew that we had to visit the best coffee shop in town!” said Sarah, with a wink.

“Now you are sounding like Mason! He says that and I remind him that we are the only coffee shop in this small town! But I have to admit that with my homemade pies, we are the best.” Cara said, with a laugh.

“Speaking of Mason, where is he?”

“He is running late, said he had a rough night sleeping.” Cara replied.

Amanda listened to them chatting and thought to herself how she had trouble sleeping too. She was thinking too much of a very handsome guy with thick, wavy brown hair.

The bell jangled Amanda out of her thoughts and all 3 ladies turned to see Mason walk in. He looked a little rough.

“You look like you could use a large cup of coffee, let me get you one.”

Cara went behind the counter to make it.

“Hi Mason”, Amanda greeted him with a shy smile.

Mason felt a little unnerved at seeing her, but he couldn’t deny that his heart started beating a little faster.

“Nice to see you again!” he said, putting out his hand.

“She couldn’t stay away any longer from the best Coffee Shop in town”, Sarah said.

“And here is some of the best coffee!” said Cara, while handing Mason his coffee.

“Thank you!” he said, still keeping his gaze on Amanda. He took a gulp and made a face as the coffee sprayed out of his mouth. Amanda jumped back, and Cara was shaking with laughter.

“Oops! Did I put the wrong coffee in your cup, here is some black coffee, I promise.”

Mason took the cup from her hand, without saying a word. Amanda and Sarah were shaking their heads in amusement.

“Excuse me ladies, I think Tippner just came in.” Mason said turning and walking away giving Cara a look.

The ladies decided to get together for supper and plan how they would spend the weekend. The coffee shop was going to be closed for Mason was going on a camping trip with Tippner. Old man Fuzzywhistle wanted to go but he couldn’t leave his animals. He didn’t want his little lamb wandering off again.

While enjoying a nice supper at Sarah’s house they talked about the guys going camping.

“Its too bad that Old Man Fuzzywhistle can’t go. He loves his animals.”

“Hey, I have an idea!” Cara said with excitement. “Why don’t we watch the animals!”

Amanda and Sarah looked at each other. “Why not! Great idea. Its not that hard to take care of a cow and sheep!” they replied.

They decided to go pay Mr. Fuzzywhistle a visit and see what he thought of the idea.

Mr. Fuzzywhistle’s doorbell rang, but he kept talking to Tippner and Mason who had dropped by. He hadn’t heard the doorbell until the 4th ring, just as Tippner was getting ready to tell him.

The ladies were surprised to see the guys but they weren’t in the house long before they smelled a strange odor. They grimaced and looked at the guys with a questioning look.

Tippner was a little flushed and Mason spoke up. Someone, who shall remain nameless, stepped in a cow pie and got some on his pants as well.

After the girls stopped laughing they told Mr. Fuzzywhistle their idea and he loved it! It was all set. Tomorrow the guys would leave for a camping trip and the ladies would run the farm! It was sure to be a great weekend for all of them.

…to be continued…

53 thoughts on “The Stirrings of Love

  1. Tonight I really needed a smile, and you provided! I know I’m so far behind on this storyline … I should try to go back to the beginning, but tonight I just wanted a bit of the joy you bring to everything you write, so I popped in here. Thank you, dear Carolyn! Hugs ‘n love πŸ’ž

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    • Awh my sweet friend! Soo good to know I brought you some joy! You are most welcome! This really isn’t a continuing story, just another adventure in Bittersweet Creek where love may start to bloom with Mason and Amanda if it doesn’t get sabatoged, which seems to keep happening. πŸ™‚
      Yesterday’s post was a story that had no previous parts. It stands alone and I can assure you that you will get laughter out of the comments if you want more smiles! Hugs back at ya! ❀

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    • Haha! Yes, why would he ever get teased. πŸ™‚
      I can’t tske credit for the name though. Jason, a fun blogger, came up with his name. I can’t remember if you were following my blog in the beginning of December or not. The first story written by Jason, with some of these characters appeared then.

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  2. Tippner felt embarrassed and went outside to wipe the cow pie off his shoe. But it was a very sticky pie, probably due to the caramel latte the cow had gotten into a few days earlier, during one of Cara’s visits to Old Man Fuzzywhistle’s farm.

    He hobbled over to the water trough and plunged his foot inside, swishing it around, in order to agitate the pie off of his footwear. That helped a little, but much of it was still stuck on there good. So he half-hopped to a nearby pile of hay and sank his foot into it. This created a cake-like conglobulation on the sole of his shoe that made walking without turning his ankle, a difficult challenge.

    Finally he found a rock and scraped his shoe on it. This left a big, ugly smear on the rock, but luckily removed about 83% of the manure. For the remainder, he sat on the rock and pried at his shoe tread with a rusty nail, until nearly all of it had been scraped off. Satisfied, he headed back to the farmhouse to rejoin his friends, not noticing the big green smudge on his pants, from where he had sat.

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