Murder and a Pinch of Rosemary by Michelle Francik

Author:Michelle Francik [Francik, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sweet Promise Press
Published: 2019-07-04T22:00:00+00:00

“What is wrong with me?” Susan whispered to herself as she rested, sitting on the floor next to the toilet. A soft knock at the door made her jump, and she felt her face flame red. “Yes?”

“Can I open the door?” Reed’s deep voice sounded calm, but she knew he was worried about her.

She sighed. She’d have to see him eventually. She couldn’t hide in the bathroom for the rest of her life. “Yes, Reed. Come on in.”

He opened the door hesitantly, waiting until he saw her face to push it all the way open. “I’m not very good at this, but I brought you a cool, wet washcloth and some ice water.”

As he stood there, awkward but adorable, her heart melted the rest of the way. She’d never been in love before and had expected love to be blinding and breath-taking and jarring. But at this moment, she knew that she loved this man with all her heart and all she felt was happy, warm and secure. She didn’t need fireworks, she needed Reed.

She smiled up at him and he grinned back. He handed her the water and clumsily fumbled with the wash cloth. “I’m not sure, am I supposed to place this on your head or your neck or just hand it to you.”

She took a small sip of water to rinse her mouth, then reached for the cloth. She folded it and placed it on the back of her neck. “Thank you, that feels good.” She closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying the cooling sensation.

She could hear him shuffle from one foot to the other, so she opened her eyes and looked up at him. “I didn’t know how to help, so I asked Maggie.”

“It’s okay, Reed. I appreciate it no matter who thought of it.” She sighed. “I’m so sorry.”

He plopped down on the floor next to her and smiled gently. She wanted to take his hand, but she had a glass of water in one and the other was holding the cloth to her neck.

“You have nothing to apologize for. You’ve been through so much recently and had to do it all alone. I’m a trained U.S. Marshal and this stuff is freaking me out.” He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. “I’m really impressed with how well you’ve been coping. Even if you didn’t listen when I told you not to eat the pie after the cake,” he grinned.

Susan giggled and looked sideways at him. “I didn’t really have a choice,” she confessed. “About the coping, not the pie and the cake.” He grinned at her clarification. “It was either cope or give up; and for me, giving up was not an option.”

“Don’t sell yourself short,” he argued. “I’ve seen people in WITSEC withdraw into depression or anger. They couldn’t bounce back from what they’d experienced, and they withdrew into themselves. If I didn’t know your story, I would have no idea that you’d been through any kind of trauma, let alone witnessing a murder, having to relocate and all.

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