Love Again by Kelly Elliott

Author:Kelly Elliott [Elliott, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K. Elliott Enterprises, INC
Published: 2018-04-16T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Jonathon

“Stop the truck!”

I slammed on the brakes and pulled onto the shoulder. Waylynn jumped out of the truck and started running down the road.

“What in the fuck?”

I followed her, stopping when I saw her lean down and pick up a giant turtle.

“I’ve got you, buddy. You shouldn’t be crossing the road. It’s dangerous! I’ll get you over there.”

My chest fluttered at the sight of Waylynn rescuing a turtle. She walked it all the way across the street and put it on the other side of the fence.

“Go on! And stay away from the road!”

When she turned back, she saw me staring.

“He would have died if we didn’t help him. Didn’t you see him?”

“I saw him, but I would’ve drove over him.”

Her mouth fell. “Jonathon Turner, you could have run him over.”

“No, I straddled him.”

“Okay, but what about the next car or the next? The poor thing was terrified.”

I laughed. “How do you know he was terrified?”

“Wouldn’t you be if a giant truck straddled you?”

Trying not to laugh, I said, “I guess I would be.”

We headed back to the truck and I walked over to the passenger side. After opening the door and helping her up, I leaned in. “Do you always pull over and save them?”

She looked at me like I had asked her the stupidest question ever. “Um…yeah. Don’t you?”

I do now.

“I love your kind heart.”

She grinned. “You avoided the question.”

“Well,” I said, reaching for her seat belt and pulling it across her. “I certainly do now. Especially knowing how important it is to you.”

“Thank you. It goes for all animals, you know. If you see them loose or in trouble, you have to stop.”

“I do?”

“Yep. I once chased about six donkeys down the street until we got them back through their owner’s ranch gate. Then there were the goats I made my father round up. The best one was the longhorn who kept trying to attack Tripp.” She laughed as the memory came back. “Yeah, that one was funny as hell.”

I shook my head and chuckled as I shut the door.

Talking to myself as I rounded the truck, I mumbled, “Life with this woman is going to be interesting.”

I pulled onto the road and found myself frantically watching for damn turtles.

For the love of Pete! What does this woman do to me?

“Do you like Christmas?” Waylynn asked out of the blue.

“I love Christmas. Do you?”

She smiled. “It’s always been one of my favorite holidays. Your sister wasn’t kidding about your mom liking to decorate. How many trees does she have total?”

“Hmm, let me think. I know of at least five.”

“Five!”

Laughing, I added, “Maybe six if she puts the one up outside.”

“Holy shit. Why so many trees?”

I shrugged. “Beats me. Hope has one in her room and each year the theme changes. Last year, I think it was fish.”

“Fish?”

“It was a phase she went through.”

Waylynn giggled. “Well, I want to do a themed tree.”

“Oh yeah? What would it be?”

“I’m thinking red and white. That would be fun. Or red and silver.

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