Rum Spring by Yolanda Wallace

Author:Yolanda Wallace [Wallace, Yolanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: General, Fiction, Romance, Lesbian, Suspense, ! Yes, Family Life
ISBN: 9781602821934
Google: AckZQwAACAAJ
Amazon: 1602821933
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2010-12-14T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Dylan accelerated, urging the truck past the caravan of buggies clogging the road.

“Do you think there’s been an accident?” Rebecca reached for something to hold on to when Dylan made the turn onto Sarah and Joshua’s road on two wheels.

“If there had been an accident, everyone would be heading to Sarah and Joshua’s place instead of away from it.”

“What do you think is wrong?”

“Anything I could come up with is probably ten times worse than the real thing so I don’t want to speculate.” Dylan put a hand on Rebecca’s arm. “No matter what happens, never forget I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Hearing—and saying—the words brought Rebecca great comfort. She hoped this wouldn’t be the last time she and Dylan would be able to share such sentiments.

“Is that my dad on the porch?”

Rebecca peered at the lone figure pacing in front of Sarah and Joshua’s front door. “I think so.”

“Damn. He looks pissed.”

Dylan sped up the driveway and stomped on the brakes. She and Rebecca climbed out after the truck lurched to a stop.

“We’re here. What’s going on, Dad?”

“Come inside.” Mr. Mahoney held the front door open. “This concerns you, too. Both of you.”

Rebecca, anxiety gnawing at her insides, slowly approached the door. The only thing she feared more than losing Dylan was having her love for Dylan become public knowledge. Had someone found out what she and Dylan had been up to that afternoon? Had someone seen or heard something they shouldn’t? If so, the consequences could be devastating. For both of them.

Most of Sarah and Joshua’s guests had left. The ones who remained were gathered in the living room. Marian and Sarah stood in the middle of the room. Both were visibly upset. They looked like they could—or already had—come to blows. They were surrounded by several groups of people. Her parents and Uncle Amos. Joshua, Moses, and Mr. and Mrs. King. Mr. and Mrs. Schlabach. Cousin Peterli. Mr. and Mrs. Mahoney.

Isaiah sat in Mrs. Mahoney’s lap. Squirming and crying, he stretched his arms for his mother. Why didn’t Sarah take him out of Mrs. Mahoney’s arms when he so clearly wanted her to hold him?

“Sit down.”

Her father’s deep voice sounded stern. Rebecca didn’t know if she was being asked to choose sides or have judgment passed upon her. She wanted to sit next to Dylan but the lines had clearly been drawn. She sat next to her mother, who continually dabbed her moist eyes with a handkerchief. Dylan sat next to Mrs. Mahoney.

“Begin again,” her father said.

Marian spoke first. “I apologize for disrupting the frolic, Mr. Lapp. It was not my intention.”

“We will discuss your behavior at a later time. We will begin with the charges you have leveled. You have accused Sarah of consorting with an Englishman and allowing that man to father her child.”

Rebecca looked from Sarah to Joshua. Neither could meet her eyes—or each other’s.

“She’s lying, Papa,” Sarah said.

“You are the one who’s lying,” Marian said. “Isaiah is not the son of Joshua King but Matthew Mahoney.

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