Country Crooner (Christian Romance) by Rebecca Lynn Clayson Read Free Book Online

yours; I didn't realize that my father had such an impact on the community. I'm glad to hear that he left a good legacy."
    "Yes, Jerry was a wonderful man. I can only hope to be like him someday, he was a great example to me. You were lucky to have him as your father."
    The waitress returned with their food. Kurt gave thanks to God for their meal and they both were silent as they started eating. It was a comfortable silence, with both of them lost in their own thoughts about the radio station.
    After several minutes, Kurt put his utensils down and looked at her across the table. "I’m willing to do anything that I can to help keep the radio station going, but I know that you need to be on board to make it happen. I wish that I had money to fund it, but I don't have much to my name right now."
    Chelsea could see the sincerity in his eyes, and could see a genuine personality under his rough, outer shell. "You and me both. I was hoping that my father’s life insurance policy might be enough to keep the radio station going for at least a little while longer, but all of that money will be needed to pay off his debts. Plus, the money won't come fast enough. The bank is going to start auctioning things off next week and the foreclosure will be complete by the end of the month."
    Kurt slowly shook his head at this news, and they sat in silence again as they ate the food. "Wow, it's that serious? Surely there's a way to come up with the money... maybe we could do a fundraiser or something?"
    Chelsea shook her head to stop him from going further." I don't have the time or energy to even think about something like that right now. I'm supposed to be back at work tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock. I'm catching an early morning flight so that I can make it to the office in time."
    Kurt looked somewhat defeated but offered a small smile as he stated, "Well, think about it. If there's anything that I can do, please let me know. I’ll help out in any way that I can. Know that my intentions are in the right place, and I'm just trying to help the children who have benefited from the radio station-- as well as the community. My bullheaded approach at your father's house earlier this week happened because I care about those kids so much that I can't imagine how this will impact them. I'm desperate to find a way to help them, and I know that I can't do it on my own; especially since you’re the one making the decisions for the radio station."
    "I'll think about it, but in the meantime I need to get back to work and take care of things at the office. I'll be back here in a few weeks and maybe we can look at options at that point. But for now, I'm not feeling very optimistic about keeping the radio station open. In fact, I've already arranged for broadcasting to stop on Tuesday, since the bank will start auctioning the equipment off on Wednesday."
    The twinkle in Kurt's eye went away and his face looked discouraged. "If we're going to save the station, it needs to happen this week. We can't let broadcasting stop. Is there anyway you can delay your return home? I'm sure your work will understand because your father just died."
    "I've already lost so much; I can't risk losing my career as well.” Chelsea said shaking her head. “I’ve worked hard over the past few years to get where I am, and it's a cutthroat industry. I need to get back to the office tomorrow to show my boss that I value my job, or else I might be risking my entire career with the company."
    Kurt looked dejected, but tried to make sure that he didn't let his anger or disappointment get the best of him. "Well, if you change your mind, let me know. You know where to find me. I live in the red brick house at the end of Elm Avenue , and here's my cell phone number." Kurt picked up a napkin, and pulled a pen out of his pocket to write down his phone number.
    "I’ll keep you updated, but don't plan on anything happening.” Having finished her lunch, Chelsea took a few bills from her