Night Skyy by Rich Bullock

Author:Rich Bullock [Bullock, Rich]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: RichWords Press
Published: 2019-11-06T16:00:00+00:00

Sometime later, noise from the back door opening woke Skyy. She’d fallen asleep on the sofa. Shoes stomped on the mat, and the door closed.

“Skyy?” Ember said in a whisper.

“In here,” she said, levering her body to a sitting position and rubbing some life back into her face. How could she still sleep after the last few days? The fire behind the glass was down to red coals, and the room had taken on a slight chill.

“Are you feeling better?” Ember said, coming into the room. There was hope in her voice. Relief. Skyy’s tech bag was slung over her shoulder.

Skyy nodded. “I won’t be running any marathons for a while, but I can stand up.”

“I didn’t know you were a runner,” Ember said, easing the equipment bag to the floor.

“I’m not.”

Ember grinned. “Well, you must be better if you’re doing laundry,” she said, thumbing toward the hall where the clothes dryer rumbled through its cycle. She stripped off her coat and knelt before the wood stove, then opened its glass door and began expertly fitting in chunks of wood from the pile in a galvanized washtub. The fuel caught and flamed, and Ember rubbed her hands. “Burr. It’s freezing out there. Canon said we might get snow in the next few hours.”

Skyy sat straighter, scooting down the sofa to be closer to the fire. “Where is he? I still haven’t talked to him.”

“He went to San Diego for some legal meetings. Hopes to be back Tuesday evening.”

Tuesday? Skyy stared into the rising flames. The glass door seemed an apt reminder of her non-relationship with Canon Truax. Was she ever going to meet the man face to face? She turned back to Ember.

“And speaking of evening, where were you at this time of night?” She didn’t add young lady, but she cringed at sounding like her mother—again.

Ember pivoted on her butt and hugged her knees to her chest. “I went into Deer Cove, the town here at the lake.”

“And something was open?”

The girl tilted her head. “You don’t realize this is Friday night, do you? Well, technically Saturday morning now.” She jumped up and headed into the kitchen.

“The show!” Skyy started to rise, but then sank back. She’d missed Night Thoughts. Jerry would be…well, not furious—she’d never seen the man really mad. But he hated how his voice sounded on air and refused to fill in the one time she’d asked. She massaged her temples, imagining him trying to do a whole hour.

“Chill, girl. I covered it.” Ember popped open an orange soda from the fridge and took a long swallow. “Ah, just like the hot old days in Tucson.” She sank down by the fire again.

“You did the show?” Skyy asked.

Ember shrugged. “Wasn’t that hard after last time. But I had to find Wi-Fi. There isn’t any here at the house. Fortunately, DC Coffee’s was wide open.”

“What did Jerry say?”

The corner of Ember’s mouth curved up. “I may have inadvertently let everyone think you were there with me, like last time.

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