Coliseum Square by Lorenz Lynn

Author:Lorenz, Lynn [Lorenz, Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Gay & Lesbian
ISBN: 9781611244571
Published: 2013-07-29T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

That night, I couldn't face him. I wanted nothing more than to have dinner in my room at my little desk. Luc's papers were strewn over it, and as I gathered them up, I knew I had to buck up and face Royal.

He had to know of his son's progress. How well he'd done in mathematics and of his perfect spelling tests. I had to show him the little story he'd written about a mouse, a paragraph really, but each word carefully written and correctly spelled.

I had to share this with him. I had to do something to bring them together, father and son. This rift would only grow wider, and it was time to heal it. If it could be healed.

Again, I considered the evidence. Something more had happened on the stairs the night Luc's mother died. Something between father and son?

Something between husband and wife?

As I changed for dinner, I played the scenes over in my mind. She at the top of the stairs. A wrong step and she falls. She in the middle of the stairs. Wrong step and falls. That's what was supposed to have happened.

But what if something else had occurred?

She at the top of the stairs. DuCote comes up behind her, anger coursing through him. I'd seen it for myself, that edge of violence, almost striking out. In my head, I saw them arguing, she turning, he advancing, their struggle, a push, she steps back and over the edge, tumbling to her death.

I sucked air through my teeth, hissing at the horror I'd created in my mind. Madness. Mine, not his. To think he might have...

Killed his wife?

I slumped on the bed, my shirt unbuttoned, hanging open, too stunned to move as the pieces clicked into place.

Had Luc seen his father push his mother down the stairs? Was that why the child was so haunted? Why he didn't speak? Why he didn't let DuCote touch him?

It made horrible, terrible sense.

I shook my head to banish the scene from my mind. No, it couldn't have happened that way, but what else could explain it?

Shaking, I tried to button my shirt, but couldn't get the small buttons through the holes. I stopped, exhaled to calm myself, and tried again. This time, I succeeded. I raised my suspenders over my shoulders and stood.

At the mirror, I ran the brush through my hair. My eyes looked...haunted. If this was the truth, could I hold the secret inside? Could I keep my suspicions from the authorities?

Would I rip this family even farther apart?

Somewhere, at some point, I'd taken it upon myself not just to teach Luc, but to heal him and his father. Telling what I suspected would never accomplish that end.

And if they came and took Royal away, where would that leave Luc? Alone. Orphaned for all purposes. Pierre could keep him if Royal willed it so, but due to his advanced age, not raise him. How much damage would that add to Luc's already hurt soul?

I shrugged on my jacket, left the room and went down to the dining room.

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