Blue Moon Bay by Lisa Wingate

Author:Lisa Wingate
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: FIC042000, Texas—fiction, FIC042040, FIC027020
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2012-02-02T20:47:02.553000+00:00

But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him

shall never thirst.

—John 4:14

(Left by Jack, glad to be back, found God on a battlefield in Iraq)

Chapter 12

I finished searching out-of-the-way places upstairs and netted nothing beyond the picture of the woman in the blue floral dress. When I came back down, Clay’s cell phone was vibrating in my coat pocket in the utility room. Tucking the drawing pad under my arm, I slipped the phone out and took it to the family parlor, where Clay was still crashed on the settee. The phone buzzing near his head didn’t seem to bother him in the least. An incoming text from someone named Tara was on the screen. Tilting my head, I read the first few words. Hey, babe. I miss u bad . . .

I blinked, sidestepped, and touched the phone with one finger, swiveling it toward me. This technically amounted to snooping, but I couldn’t help myself. Who in the world was Tara?

. . . come home soon, K? Not fair leaving me here alone for Mimi’s party, BTW. . . .

The text went on from there, but I resisted the urge to scroll down. The area code was 817—Fort Worth, like Gary the dentist. Clay had a girlfriend in the Metroplex? One who expected him to go to Mimi’s party with her? Who was Mimi? Who was Tara? She was waiting for him to come home sometime soon? Where was home?

He’d left some girl behind and not even told her he planned to move to Moses Lake?

My stomach sank. The cell message lent credence to a theory I still didn’t want to entertain—that my brother really was scamming everyone in Moses Lake, and he had no plans to stay. What about poor little Amy? She seemed completely smitten with him. Was he planning to dump her and move on whenever he was done here? Was he two-timing her with another girl? Did Amy have any idea? Could Clay do something like that? He’d never been the kind of person to intentionally hurt someone. Could he possibly have changed that much?

But a drug addiction could change people completely, make them do things they wouldn’t normally do. . . .

A floorboard squeaked, and I jerked back. My mother was in the doorway. She looked from the cell phone to me, as if I were the one doing something nefarious.

I didn’t bother defending myself. We’d played enough verbal chess already. “Who’s Tara?”

She blinked, remaining silent for a moment, then shrugged, indicating that she had no idea. “You’d have to ask your brother, I guess.” A curious glance angled toward the drawing pad I’d unearthed upstairs.

“Clay’s not answering any questions right now.” I glared at him in a way that should have fried him on the spot. “He was out all night. With Amy.”

Mom only smiled pleasantly, rolling her eyes a little, as in, Boys will be boys, then she gave Clay an adoring glance, indicating that he could do no wrong. “He is an adult, Heather.

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