Mimosa Grove by Sharon Sala

Author:Sharon Sala [Sala, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-7953-4542-5
Publisher: RosettaBooks
Published: 2015-08-15T04:00:00+00:00

12

What might have been an awkward meal became, instead, a moment of bonding. Justin came down to the kitchen ahead of Laurel, following the scent of fresh brewing coffee and the sound of pans being banged about. Aware that he was going to be judged and probably found lacking, he decided to confront Marie with the news about Laurel’s latest vision before she could begin. She was bent over the oven door, trying to take out a pan of biscuits by using the tail of her apron for a pot holder.

He reached above her, took a pair of pot holders from a nail beside the stove and slipped in front of her.

“Good morning, Marie. Something sure smells good,” he said, and slipped the pan from the oven. “Where do you want this?”

She frowned and pointed to a cooling rack.

“That’ll do just fine.”

“Got it,” he said, and slid the pan onto the rack, but not before he nabbed a piping-hot biscuit for himself. “Lord, this is good.”

Marie tried not to preen, but she did take some pride in her cooking, and feeding a man who appreciated good food was always a pleasure.

“Well, you better have some sweet butter and preserves on that thing before it goes and gets cold.”

Justin certainly wouldn’t argue with such logic and moved toward the breakfast table.

“Sleep well?” Marie asked.

Justin slathered some butter on the biscuit, then took a big bite before answering.

“Um, sort of,” he said, and then laid the rest of his biscuit on a plate on the table. “After what happened at the party last night, I don’t think either one of us got much sleep. It was part of the reason I stayed with her.” Then he grinned and shrugged. “Only part. The rest was selfish. I love your girl, Marie, and she loves me.”

“Sure didn’t take you two long to fall in love,” Marie muttered.

“We’ve been seeing each other for months,” he said.

Her eyes widened. Her lips went slack. Then she frowned.

“No, you haven’t. She didn’t know anyone down here before she came.”

“She knew me… and I knew her.”

“What you talkin’ about?” Marie asked.

“The dreams… I’ve been dreaming of her… loving her… knowing her… for months. Every night. All night. And she was dreaming of me just the same. We didn’t know it until after Rachelle was found, and trust me, no one was more stunned than I was to realize that my dream girl was a living, breathing woman.”

“Sweet Lord,” Marie said, and fingered the cross she wore on a chain around her neck. “You tellin’ me true? You was knowin’ each other… in your sleep?”

“Yes.”

“Oh. Oh, my.” Then she frowned. “What were you saying about trouble at the party?”

“Laurel had a vision.”

“A bad one?”

“As bad as it gets.”

“Tell me,” Marie said.

“She saw Mattie Lewis die.”

“Oh, Lord, oh, Lord,” Marie moaned, then swayed where she stood. “Little Mattie… I remember when she and Aaron were born. Was Mattie there? Did she warn her?”

“Yes, but it did no good. Aaron got mad. Wouldn’t believe Laurel.

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