Maggy's Child by Karen Robards

Maggy's Child by Karen Robards

Author:Karen Robards [Robards, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Action Adventure Mystery & Detective, Contemporary, Romantic Suspense
ISBN: 9780440208303
Google: Rs_vc_X4tscC
Amazon: 034552683X
Barnesnoble: 034552683X
Goodreads: 213165
Publisher: Dell
Published: 1994-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


“By God, I am going to kill him!” Nick’s response was passionate.

“Why didn’t you leave him years ago?”

“Because of David,” Maggy said wearily, already knowing that Nick was not going to understand. “He would never, ever have let me have David.”

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“Does he hit the kid?” Nick sounded as if he was having to work hard just to keep his voice even.

Maggy laughed, the sound sharp and unpleasant. “I’d leave him in a heartbeat if he ever laid a violent hand on David. I’d steal David and run, and to hell with the consequences. But I am as morally certain as it is possible to be that Lyle would never do anything to harm David.

In his own twisted way he loves the child, and David worships the ground that he walks on.

Sometimes I think David is—almost—more his son than mine.”

It hurt to say it, to have Nick hear it. But it was true. One reason that she was afraid to try to take David from Lyle was because there was always the possibility that David, if given the choice, would choose Lyle over herself.

Lyle was a consummate athlete, proficient in every sport he tried, golf, tennis, swimming, sailing, skiing. He was handsome, confident, always very much the man in charge. Practically everyone in Louisville asked how high when Lyle said jump. David was dazzled by these facts, by Lyle’s aura of power and invincibility. And David had been raised as the heir, the lion’s cub.

Windermere and everything that went with it would be David’s one day, and David knew it. How could the mere fact that she was David’s mother and loved him compete with that?

She hated Lyle, was afraid of him, and was miserable as his wife.

She feared his influence over her son. With every atom of her being, she wished she could use some of Tia Gloria’s much-vaunted psychic power to zap Lyle out of existence. But she couldn’t, and in any contest between them, including a divorce, she would come out the loser, and she knew it. Lyle held all the aces. Her own hand held only one trump, and it was pitifully weak compared to his. Using it would involve badly, perhaps mortally, wounding David. And in the end, it might not do any good at all.

She could not take her own happiness at the expense of her son’s.

She would not.

“Does anybody else know about him beating you up? His mother, the housekeeper?”

Maggy shook her head. “I—don’t think so. I—didn’t want them to know. I cleaned up the blood where he kicked me in the head, and then when I found I couldn’t move around very easily, I stayed in bed. As far as they know, I’ve had the flu.”

“Didn’t you scream? Call for help?”

“I didn’t want Virginia to hear.” The words were so low that they were barely audible. “I didn’t want anyone to hear.”

Nick muttered something explosive under his breath.

“You probably ought to see a doctor,” he said after a moment, as if thinking aloud. “That cut on your head needs to be looked at, and he may have cracked a rib or something.



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