year that weâve had enough response to our fund-raising efforts to warrant spending money on appreciation.â
Merri gave him one quick shake of her head. âWrong way around. You have to spend money to make money.â
âWell, I know thatâs true in business, but I didnât believeâ¦â
The outside office door opened and the flash of sunlight signaled that someone was on the way in. Ty quit speaking and stood to greet whomever it was.
Jewel walked across the threshold with her usual jaunty stride. A young fifty-five, and slim and petite, this afternoon sheâd changed into a knit turquoise dress with a print blouse and scarf. He supposed it wasnât at all fashionable, but to him she always looked beautiful.
She was the mother of his heart, and had been since his own mother had left him in her care for one last time those many years ago. Jewel was a classicâand at the moment she appeared to be annoyed.
âJewel,â he said as he went to her side to kiss her cheek. âI didnât know you planned to visit the office. You havenât come all the way down here for your food containers? I told you Iâdâ¦â
Jewel narrowed her eyes and gave his chest a weak nudge. âDonât be silly. I donât care about thoseâ¦â She moved to the desk and picked up a half-eaten ham sandwich. âSomeone didnât finish their lunch.â
Turning to Merri, Jewelâs whole face softened. âWerenât you hungry? Or would you care for something else?â
Ty was amazed to see Merriâs face soften, too. He was beginning to believe the woman didnât know how to let go and really smile. Hmm. Maybe it was just him that couldnât make her give up a smile.
âOh, no, Mrs. Adams. The sandwich and salad were wonderful. I wasnât very hungry, thatâs all.â
âYou probably waited too late to eat. Thatâs my nephewâs fault.â Jewel turned back to Ty. âI wonât have this, Tyson. You will see to it that Merri eats at regular hours. Sheâs too thin as it is.â
He turned to Merri, rolled his eyes and grinned as if to say, âSee? Someone else agrees with me.â
âIf you donât care about your containers, why have you come in to town, Jewel?â He thought he would change the subject and give Merri a break from his auntâs scrutiny, knowing how uncomfortable that position could be.
âIâm attending a garden club meeting this evening, but weâve had to call an emergency board meeting first.â
âAn emergencyâ¦at your garden club?â Merri asked.
Ty chuckled. âThat club does a lot more than just work on gardens. Theyâre the backbone of this community. Without the money theyâve raised for local charities, we wouldnât have been able to take care of the Nuevo Dias Childrenâs Home for all those years before the Foundation got off the ground.â
âThatâs the problem,â Jewel began, in explanation to Merriâs surprised look. âWe usually have two big fund-raisers during the year. One in early February, that we call our Spring In the Air drive, and the other in early October thatâs our Fall Spectacular.
âThe fall fund-raiser is the easiest,â she continued. âWe always have a bazaar then, including a festival with childrenâs rides. People are thinking about Christmas presents by that time, and we make things to sell all year long. Weâve done that fund-raiser so many times that everyone knows their jobs by now.â
Sheâd gotten Merriâs full attention. Talking about fund-raising was a lot safer than talking about her model thin figureâor having Tyson Steele roll his eyes at her.
Jewel took a breath and turned back to Ty. âItâs the spring drive that gives us fits every year. Weâve tried different things to raise money. Some have worked better than