Gone Duck by L.L. Muir

Author:L.L. Muir [Muir, L.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-03-02T06:00:00+00:00

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The next few days passed uneventfully.

Macey refrained from calling the concierge desk late at night, and to help keep her curiosity at bay, or maybe to punish her, Shawn plugged the big TV back in and they watched the evening news together in the living room each night.

The Mortimer Coffee story had run its course for the most part, but nearly every newscast included an update. Authorities were still looking for the children’s writer, wanted for questioning in the murder of her neighbor, Shawn Mortenson. And though they were focusing their search in the Spokane area, the hunt was going on nationwide. Shawn said he wasn't going to relax until they had a sighting somewhere on the coast, which would hopefully draw Lacrosse away.

He stopped warning Dorothy Jean and her not to get comfortable because, well, it was too late.

Dorothy Jean didn't wake up screaming in the night anymore. She didn't sleepwalk. She didn't forget who they were, but she tended to go to bed early, so that might explain it. Or maybe that microchip in her head was keeping her short term memory from shorting out.

The possibility of Dorothy Jean lounging on the couch next to her with world-changing technology lodged in her skull made Macey feel antsy as hell. If they were back in the mid 1900’s and she was sitting next to the cure for polio, she sure wouldn't have been able to sit still either.

But Shawn always shut her down when she brought up the topic. He was always using Dorothy Jean's tender feelings as an excuse to skirt the subject. But Dorothy Jean was a tough old bird. And one of these days, she was going to want to discuss it herself.

Then it hit her.

Shawn didn't want to talk about WHOSO or the micro-chip because it might warm up the old memory cells in Dorothy Jean's brain. She might remember his participation in her kidnapping. And Shawn, being Shawn, wouldn't be able to handle it if Dorothy Jean couldn't forgive him. He treated her like his own grandma. Always helping her put her feet up. Always making her tea. Whatever Dorothy Jean chose for dinner, they had for dinner. Whichever movie she wanted to watch, they watched.

Macey wasn't bitter, though. And she wasn't jealous. But the routine was getting old.

In fact, everything was getting old.

The best hotel room in the best hotel, in the refreshing, rain-washed city of Spokane was getting old. The big tub in the master bathroom didn't make up for being unable to go to the pool. The photo tour on the Davenport channel only served to remind her she wasn’t allowed to go wandering about. No trip to the antique silver drinking fountain. No browsing through the shops.

And since they were constantly trying to avoid each other, she wasn't going to count it as a win that she was playing house with a hot, handsome man.

Limbo.

That's where they were. Her career. Her future. Her hopes for ever going home again. And her relationship with Neighbor Dude.

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