Dream Warrior by Bobbi Smith

Author:Bobbi Smith [Smith, Bobbi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2015-10-09T00:00:00+00:00

Since he’d been paid in advance for Jenny’s services for the night, Ed offered no protest when she went upstairs after Daniel had gone.

Jenny stepped inside her room and closed the door, glad to be free of Ed and the others. She stared at the bed and thought of Daniel and the time they’d spent together. Just being with him had meant a lot to her, and though nothing physical had happened between them, she’d never felt closer to any man. He’d touched her deeply, in ways she didn’t understand.

Jenny crossed to the bed and sat down on the side where Daniel had been and picked up the pillow. The scent of him was on it, and she held it to her breast, closing her eyes as she thought of him. She kept remembering what Daniel had said about her being pretty and not needing makeup, and, after a moment, she got up and went to the washstand. Wondering if he was right, she poured fresh water in the bowl and washed her face. Jenny stared at her own reflection, pink-cheeked now from cleanliness, not paint. Tears burned in her eyes as she saw not the woman she’d become in her mirror image, but the girl she’d left behind.

Pain and loneliness stabbed at her, and she returned to the bed, clutching the pillow to her as she lay down. She was reaching for the covers when she felt something strange among them. Brushing the blankets aside, she was startled to find a small leather pouch. She realized it must have fallen off Daniel’s belt when she’d unfastened it.

Jenny picked up the medicine bag and thought about returning it to him right away, but decided it would be wiser to wait until the next morning. She sat up and moved closer to the light so she could see what was in it. Shaking out the contents into her hand, she stared at the strange collection, puzzled. There was no money in the pouch, only a strange-looking animal tooth, a chunk of mineral that looked to be silver, a pocketwatch without a chain, and a small white rock that was shaped like a heart.

Curious about the watch, Jenny opened it to find an inscription on the inside: To my son, Jack, on his twentieth birthday. From your father, George Marshall. She put it back, along with the tooth and silver, but kept the heart-shaped stone out to study a little longer. It felt warm against her palm, and she wondered where it had come from. She was sitting with the pouch in hand when the door opened without warning.

“Jenny! What are you doing up here already?” Mark Larson demanded as he brazenly walked right in on her.

“Mark ...” She managed a smile as she quickly stood up. He was one of her regulars, and while he was no Daniel, he had never hurt her in any way.

“Evenin’, girl,” he said warmly. He’d had all the good manners and polite talk at the dance he could stand for the night.

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