Daddy's Home: A Ghost Paranormal Millitary Romance by Summer Cooper

Author:Summer Cooper [Cooper, Summer]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Hot Summer and Sexy Romance
Published: 2016-07-10T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Zebadiah laid in bed. Comfortable and confused. The Reverend was insane. There was no doubt at all in Zebadiah’s mind. Insane and cruel too. He had never spent any time with the church before he had been sent out to Nam and now he felt it was with good reason. The stories never seemed to match with the people that were supposed to live it. He felt like a good guy. He tried to do the right thing. He couldn’t balance the need somehow to prostrate himself at the hands of some Preacher to admit he was really a bad person. He wasn’t. Somehow though, the Reverend didn’t seem so good at all.

He rolled over in the bed and slid his hand to where Mary was sleeping. She wasn’t. He’d soon got used to the idea that when he woke, Mary wasn’t there. He would always find her in the kitchen cooking breakfast or playing with the Joshua. Never in the bed.

Some nights as he had tossed and turned, he had turned over to face Mary and seen something else. Something hideous. He had watched her beautiful fair hair and pale skin slowly collapse into gray dust. Fallen into crinkles of burned skin and falling from her face and arms. He’d watched in shock and despair as she slowly crumbled into dust and disappeared. Behind her she left just a smell of burned timber. He would shake his head and rub his eyes and she would be there again. His gentle, sweet bride. Beautiful, youthful and elegant. He knew his head was torn. He assumed his mind was torn too. The morning would always come and the day with Mary would always be perfect.

The Reverend was a crazy man. Short on clients and loaded with any way possible to drag in new recruits. That was all, thought Zebadiah. He wanted a new convert. A new money supply. Plus he knew Zebadiah could make the good hooch. That was all. Get the guy weak. Fill his head and get some of the good stuff cheap.

Zebadiah pulled himself from the cocoon of his bed and went down to the kitchen, where Mary, as ever, was making him breakfast.

“Good morning princess. I thought I might have worn you out last night. Thought you might still be in the bed with me?” Zebadiah said.

“It was wonderful baby. But I slept like a log and you do need to get your strength up. So I need to make breakfast for my man.” Mary smiled as she placed a large plate of bacon and eggs in front of him.

“But you’re doing okay right?” Zebadiah asked.

“Yes my love. I’m doing just fine. So are you until you go running around out there.” Mary said pointing to the door.

“We’re all good then.” Zebadiah said as he dug into the breakfast. He was desperate to ask her about the Reverend and thought he might mention the graves he’d seen when he was swimming in the creek. They weren’t there though, he thought.

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