Bittersweet Farm 1: Mounted by Morgenroth Barbara

Author:Morgenroth, Barbara [Morgenroth, Barbara]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: DashingBooks
Published: 2014-01-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Lockie stood up and looked at me with an intensity I hadn’t see in him before. “You have so fully comprehended the situation, Talia, I couldn’t have said it better if I tried.” He was angry.

I didn’t blame him for that. Loss makes you temporarily insane.

“My mother is dead. I would give anything I have or will ever have if she was with me today under any circumstances. What you lost has already been replaced with many blessings. What do you want for dinner?”

Lockie thought for a long moment. “Beef.”

“You want a steak?”

“Yes. And potatoes.”

“Okay. But take a shower before you come up to the house, you’re a mess.”

He studied me. “What are you going to wear? Are you going out tonight?”

“That’s not a bad idea. I’d like to go out tonight.”

“Have a good time.”

“Aren’t you coming with me?”

“And be a third wheel?”

“Like a tricycle? What else has three wheels? Geez,” I turned and walked out of the wash stall.

“Not a tricycle, Tali,” he called after me.

“What then?” I paused and turned back around.

“The Messerschmidt cars have three wheels.”

“That would still technically be a tricycle.”

“A third leg then,” Lockie replied.

“Like a stool?”

“If it has three legs.”

“It wouldn’t have two, that would make it a ladder.”

“A ladder?” He looked at me as if I my brain had been fried in the summer heat. “What if it had four legs? Some stools have four.”

“Four? Are we going on a double date?”

“This is a date?”

“I thought you wanted to be alone with me off the property. What the hell was that all about? We fly to Pennsylvania and we weren’t alone anyway. I can’t figure you out.”

“Me? I said I wanted to be alone with you.”

“So be alone with me tonight. What’s so complicated about that?”

“Something obviously. What do you do in this town to go on a date?”

“The movies. Can you do that?”

“No. The lights and sound are too much. Besides, I don’t want to be with you with clutter.”

I wasn’t following him at all. What did clutter mean? “Fine. Then we’ll go to the state park and walk along the river and get bitten by mosquitoes. How does that sound?”

“Why don’t we go get some ice cream?”

“Jules made you fresh peach ice cream.”

“Why don’t we just have ice cream here and walk to our own stream?” Lockie asked.

“You’re impossible.”

“I am very possible.”

Lockie was back and I was so glad to see him, I nearly grabbed him the way I would have done with Butch.

***

I stopped halfway to the house and called my father.

“Are you coming home tonight?”

“No, I wasn’t.”

“I would like you to.”

“Why?”

“I would like you to speak with Lockie.”

“Wasn’t that the reason telephones were invented so you didn’t have to travel seventy-five miles to communicate?”

I said nothing.

“Your mother would have done it in person?”

“Yes.”

“We’re coming into an extremely busy season for me.”

“This is important.”

“I understand that and one day soon I’m going to explain why your mother knew how important our work was. Do you have any idea what I’m referring to?”

“Politics?”

“In general.

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