Free Discovering Treasure by Crystal Mary Lindsey

Perhaps you’ll learn that when it’s opened. But for now, I am happy to be of help.” He looked down at her, his eyes doing that thing again of searching her face. Then signaling for her to walk in front, he followed to the front door.
    Treasure stood pensively watching the back of his head as he walked to his office, crossing to the other side of the road to enter. Perhaps he felt her eyes on him? Because for some reason he paused, turned looking back, and lifted his arm in a wave before entering his front door. Treasure’s face flushed, and hoped with the distance, he couldn’t see. It embarrassed her to be caught out watching. What would he think?
    Ella, also spotted her as she came to the door, to see what she was doing. “Ahh, me thinks you like that gallant knight.” She swept her arm around Treasures waist; looking into her eyes and almost touching face-to-face. “Now I know why you wanted your hair to look nice,” she teased with a knowing smile.

8
    Exciting town improvements.
    Kelvin, now their handyman, fell into a comfortable routine with the rest of the household. Closer in age to Mrs. Ryan who they all now called Nellie –, he made the entire house come alive with his joking and merriment. When told he was to build his own habitat at the back of the garage, Treasure could have sworn she saw tears spring to his eyes, but he turned away, mumbled something about getting to work and ordering his materials from the hardware, then rushed off. Treasure always thought Ozzie males should express their moods as free as did European men. As far as pride went with the latter, they had none. They expressed heartache or happiness, mopping away tears and blowing noses loudly. Aunty, or rather Mother, always said boys should not be taught to be a man and contain their feelings, as it was unhealthy!
    Kelvin, under Treasure’s instruction to do so hired two extra good-working men to each paint the church and schoolhouse.
    Ella informed her, the church could do with a new organ because their piano was in a dreadful state. Sweet Ella took it on herself to order game implements such as soccer balls, two cricket sets, and skip ropes for the school children. This was her contribution, she informed Treasure. Nellie, not to miss out on their actions asked if Treasure would mind, if she taught the older schoolgirls how to sew. Friday afternoon became the time for this with Treasure purchasing, enough materials, scissors, needles, and threads for the lessons.
    In the short time since the young women arrived in the town, many improvements eventuated, prompting others in the community to volunteer enhancements to the town at their own expense. It transpired like a fire, from one small spark, to the townsfolk suddenly catching the blaze. Nellie offered to cook up a heap of sausage for all the workers who came to help on two Saturdays. Down the middle of the town arose a medium strip of native bottle brushes planted in a row. The church was painted in double quick time, and the hardware gifted the paint. Parents of schoolchildren, built wooden benches on the shady side of the building for the children to sit protected from the hot summer sun. One clever grandfather donated two bubblers situated under the school where water would be cooler to drink.
    Not only did this bring the community closer together, it helped both Treasure and Ella make more friends. Some of the ladies enquired about Ella’s fashionable hair style, that many had only seen in an odd magazine. Ella managed to keep it trim and neat herself and at present had a slightly blue rinse washed through her golden tresses. Her huge slanted green eyes twinkled with excitement at the thought of giving these ladies some style of their own. She didn’t believe in pandering to what they thought would suit them, but instead would endeavor to help them make the best of themselves. This however would only be done by suggestion; she did not