Heather's Song by Diana Palmer

Author:Diana Palmer [Palmer, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781460375525
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1982-10-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The next day she carefully locked the door behind her and went to the piano, her heart pounding nervously. She had told Cole she was going back to Houston, and she meant to keep her word. Her share of Big Spur was tied up in bonds and operating capital, and there wouldn’t be more than a small allowance each month until she reached her twenty-first birthday in the summer. Now that she planned to leave Big Spur, she had to have money. And the only way she could possibly earn it would be to go back to her career—whether she wanted to or not. She hadn’t even hummed since the accident. She didn’t know if she had the strength to go back to the life she’d led before the accident. But she was going to give it her best shot. It was her only way out of an intolerable situation.

She pulled out the piano bench and sat down, easing back the silky wood cover to expose the spotless black and white keys. She touched middle C experimentally, and then let her fingers stretch out to a chord. The piano was in perfect tune.

Bits and pieces of a song she’d been working on in her mind for months began to fall into place under her graceful fingers. She closed her eyes and let the music transport her away from her grief.

She played the introduction and then let her voice take up the slow, seductive melody. “Sad, sad eyes, melancholy eyes,” she sang, “tears are raining from your lovely eyes…how many dreams have found their rainbow’s end in you…how many nightmares have those teardrops beckoned to…sad, sad eyes, melancholy eyes, how dark the shadow of your dying love…memory and melancholy can’t warm the ashes of…the melancholy love that hides…behind the sadness of your sad, sad eyes….”

The tune whispered away under her sultry voice, and she knew the song had potential. It was just as the doctors had told her—there was nothing wrong with her voice. Her inability to talk after the accident had been caused by shock alone. She realized suddenly that her reluctance to try her voice had come more from her doubts about continuing her career than any real fear that her vocal cords had been damaged. Now all she had to do was find someone else to believe in her. Someone…Gil!

She ran to the phone and dialed the newspaper office. As lucky as the Irish, she thought when he picked up the line as soon as the switchboard buzzed him.

“Hi!” She laughed, pretending a gaiety she couldn’t really feel. “Guess who?”

“An angel, as I live and breathe!” He chuckled. “How are you, blue eyes? You sound great! When are you coming back to me, or is the evil stepbrother still holding you prisoner?”

She felt her heart crack, as it had last night when Cole had put an end to her dreams. Her eyes closed and opened, and she drew a steadying breath. “I want to come back. Know any bands who need a vocalist?”

“Funny damn thing,” he said.

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