Rough and Tumble (Coming Home to the Mountain Book 1) by Frankie Love

Author:Frankie Love [Love, Frankie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-01-17T18:30:00+00:00

8

Abby

Leaving the hardware store, it's hard to not let my insecurities flare up. I know Rye doesn't like me. I heard as much last night when I was at his parents' house. I'm not sure what he was telling Bartlett just now, but it wasn't good. The moment I walked into the hardware store, he walked out.

Right next door to Hammer Home is the Mystic Shop and I pause, looking in the store windows. The display is beautiful. It's full of crystals and tarot card decks. There are luscious ferns and beautiful velvet curtains.

"What do you think, Hijinx?" I ask, tugging on my dog's leash. Though he can't see anything, I wonder if he can sense the aura changing here, the energy. It's sure a lot better than the energy Rye left behind when he saw me and stormed out.

I twist my lips, wondering if I should go into the crystal shop and see if there's a palm reader in there. When I was with my parents in the circus, there were a few fortune tellers over the years. One of them in particular, Lucinda, would always take my palm in hers and trace the lines down the center of it, telling me I would live a long and happy life. I think she told most people that, because no one wanted to hear a tragic story when they were out for a little bit of fun.

I always wondered what she would tell me if she were really going to give it to me straight. If she'd tell me my life was always going to be hard. Because it's felt like that. It's felt like it's always been a struggle. My parents have always looked at me like I am their golden ticket. The final act in their show. Never like I am their daughter, someone they care about.

I keep walking down the street. I cross Warm Way and I see the edge of the Rough River. Sitting on a park bench, I cross my legs and take in the view. I can see my breath. It’s so cold out, but I have gloves on and I pull Hijinx up on the bench next to me. He rests his head in my lap and I pet him, taking a deep breath in, letting it out slow.

He has always been my center. For years. Last night at Red and Annie's house, it was hard to imagine what it would be like to really be in a family like that. Growing up around a table where there was always another seat pulled out, welcoming a stranger in.

My parents were always so secretive. So on edge. It was always about keeping people away. Shielding the dark corners of our circus tent. My dad's drinking. My mom's affairs. Me, cast aside.

I'm lost in these thoughts when Bartlett sits down next to me, two paper cups in hand.

"I thought you might like some coffee to warm you up."

I smile, taking the paper cup from his hand.

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