Life (Citizens of Logan Pond Book 1) by Rebecca Belliston

Author:Rebecca Belliston [Belliston, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Publisher: Gated Publishing
Published: 2015-03-30T23:00:00+00:00

twenty-eight

Someone knocked the clan signal on Carrie’s back door a short while later. Carrie kept reading. Jonah didn’t want to be bothered by visitors, and neither did she. In fact, she wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of her life with a male who could barely say five words. Unfortunately, Amber felt differently. She flew down the stairs and slid open the kitchen door.

“Hi, Braden,” Amber said in her drippy, flirty voice.

“Hey, can I talk to Carrie?” Braden said.

There was a brief pause in which Carrie imagined her sister glaring before she said, “Carrie’s in the living room.”

“Uh, I don’t think I should go inside. I’m pretty muddy.”

Carrie set Jonah down. “That’s okay, Braden. I’ll come over there.”

She hesitated to round the corner, but Braden stood alone on her deck. She was simultaneously relieved and disappointed.

“I came to apologize for the group,” Braden said. “We were a bunch of jerks. We were just horsing around, but we were way out of line, so we’re sorry.”

“What happened?” Amber looked between them.

Carrie didn’t answer. “Thanks, Braden. Although I didn’t hear you saying anything.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t stop it either,” he said. “I feel bad. We all do.”

All? She doubted that. At eighteen, Braden was more mature than all those men combined—as was proof right now. Greg might as well have tied puppet strings on the others and fed them their lines. “My kids’ lives are riding on your relationship.” Greg had turned her clan against her.

Her clan. Not his.

“What happened?” Amber asked again.

Braden glanced at her, but still spoke to Carrie. “I also wanted to let you know that we’ll behave from now on. So if you have stuff to do outside—plants, laundry, or whatever—we’ll leave you alone. Jeff and Dylan even promised to quit calling you CC.”

That was something.

Amber’s hands went to her hips. “Will someone please tell me what’s going on?”

“Thanks, Braden,” Carrie said, even though she knew she wouldn’t be spending any time in her yard until her well was finished.

Braden gave her a last apologetic smile, and then his gaze shifted from one sister to another, and Carrie was completely forgotten. Amber stepped in front of Carrie and threw her a Get lost look. Carrie wandered back to Jonah, happy to know there was at least one gentleman left in the world.

She spent the rest of the day sweeping her carpets, watering her one tomato—the only plant that survived—and making flat noodles. She avoided all the windows even though the men left shortly after the encounter. But she wasn’t taking any chances. Even with Braden’s apology, she was too humiliated. And angry. And confused, upset, and all around unsociable. So when someone knocked on her door again—front door this time—she still refused to answer.

“Carrie!” Zach shouted from upstairs. “Get the door!”

She rolled the noodle dough with extra gusto, pretending not to hear Zach or the second knock. Zach flew out of his bedroom and ran downstairs as fast as his legs could take him.

“Carrie,” he whined, spotting her in the kitchen.

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