Amish Redemption (Erotic Romance) (Amish Heart Trilogy) by Rush Miranda

Author:Rush, Miranda [Rush, Miranda]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2013-10-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Rebekah wanted to die. She lay with her cheek pressed against the cold tile of the bathroom floor. Floods of noxious alcohol and stomach acid had hurtled out of her, replaced by wracking dry heaves that were far worse than actually having something in her stomach to expel. The morning sunlight coming in the window was bright, too bright. Her head felt like it had already detonated, leaving her gray matter in splatters on the bathroom walls. The light made her eyes throb. She closed her eyes and the room began to spin. Oh no, this is worse. She opened her eyes again. A stray ant crawled within inches of her face, stopping every few seconds to test the air with his antennae. Oh God, I am never drinking again. Never.

Staci appeared with a glass and a couple of pills. Despite Rebekah’s protests she sat her up, wiped the vomit off her face with a damp cloth and handed her the pills. “Take these. It will help your headache.” The idea of putting anything into her mouth, let alone her stomach was repulsive; however, she stuck the tablets into her mouth and sipped some water.

“Mama.”

Rebekah looked in the doorway to see Rachel standing there, clutching her favorite doll which had been a Christmas present from Santa.

Staci said, “Mama’s sick. Go in the living room and watch Dora.” She referred to a popular children’s television show.

Rebekah offered a feeble smile to her daughter. “I love you, Honey.”

“Love you, Mama!” she shouted exuberantly as she hopped back in the direction of the living room to watch cartoons. Her voice hurt Rebekah’s head.

Rebekah fumbled with her crutches, attempting to stand. Between the pain in her head and leg, it was proving almost impossible.

“Wait a minute, where do you think you’re going?” said Staci.

“I’ve got to get up and feed her—”

“Already done.”

“And bathe her.”

“She took a bath this morning with Mr. Rubber Ducky.”

Rebekah looked lost. “You,” said Staci, while leading Rebekah’s shaky body to the bedroom, “you are going back to bed and sleep off this hangover.”

“Yeah, I feel terrible.”

“You look it. You don’t drink much, do you?”

“Never.”

“No shit. Well, you wouldn’t have known it last night.”

Rebekah was completely content at this moment to let Staci take charge. She let Staci tuck her in and fell almost instantly asleep. She was soon dreaming of Nick calling out for her with desperation in his voice in the oily black night and not being able to find him because it was too dark. Fearsome impotence mounted in her as his shouts turned into bloodcurdling screams—

She awoke with a jerk. She was lying on her side of the bed, facing Nick’s pillow. His head would never be there again because yesterday she put him in the ground. Tears filled her eyes and she swept them away. She snuggled over to smell the pillow, inhaling the wonderful Nick-scent that still lingered there. It was a comforting smell, one that she would never forget. Finally withdrawing, she spotted a single dark curly hair on the edge of the pillow.

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