Jig's Last Dance: A High School Bully Romance (The Made Series Book 3) by Nina Lincoln

Author:Nina Lincoln [Lincoln, Nina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-07-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

For the following few days, I lick my wounds. I have too much to worry about with the revelation from John and Jig’s confirmation. Now, I have to decide what to do. If Uncle Sal is using me for revenge, how do I get out of it?

The man probably had my father killed, and my father was a trained killer. I’m no match for him. I’d laugh about it if I didn’t feel like crying.

What did John mean about the cabin? Is my dad’s body there? Fuck me. All I have are questions with no damn answers.

After school, I stop by the house. Ben isn’t home, and the locks have indeed been changed, but it doesn’t stop me from climbing through my old bedroom window. Four years of sneaking out means getting back in is a piece of cake.

Once inside, I wander through my room, smiling at the contents of my childhood. I was so happy, if naive. Now I’m fucking jaded as all hell. Would I still be in the dark if Dad wasn’t dead? Did my mom know?

With a shrug, I head down the hall to their room, still exactly as it was the day they left and never returned. Ben never bothered to take over the master, and basically, the door was closed on that life. When I enter, it’s a time capsule that still smells of my mom’s perfume beneath a layer of dust.

The bed is unmade; the covers are kicked to the bottom. Dad’s pillow has an indentation from where he slept the night before he died. Mom’s nightdress is lying on the ottoman at the bottom of the bed, tossed there before she showered, no doubt.

When I try to remember what happened before Ben started calling everyone we knew, I come up blank. Did I kiss them goodbye? Or did I ignore them in my teenage naïveté?

They were going to a party, which means Mom was probably wearing one of her little black dresses. Those she proclaimed perfect for hiding the baby belly she never could shed. Dad always wore a black suit with a black tie, and he looked so handsome.

Running my hand over the dresser, I stare at the layer of dust on my finger before wiping it on my jeans. The drawers in the single dresser contain nothing but clothes, and I bite back tears at the reminder that they’ll never need them again.

In the bottom drawer, I find a ring box and open it, expecting to find Mom’s wedding set, a gold band and matching solitaire diamond. But this ring has three round diamonds on a thick silver band. I don’t think I ever saw her wear it, but maybe it was one of those things I overlooked because I was so caught up in my world.

Sliding the ring on my finger, I step around to the closet and open the doors wide. Inside is the last of their things, hanging in neat rows: Mom’s sweaters and jeans, more of Dad’s black suits.

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