Saint's Salvation_The Seven Deadly Sins by Tiana Laveen

Author:Tiana Laveen [Laveen, Tiana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: The Lion's Den
Published: 2017-12-23T18:30:00+00:00

“I know he was supposed to be out late. He had that meeting with the attorney at this ungodly hour but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t answer his phone, Mama. I’m getting worried.”

Xenia sat on her mother’s quilt covered bed. The woman looked at her with her red silk bonnet hanging half way off her head and a scowl on her face. Pam kicked her feet over the side of the mattress, cursing under her breath as she tried to wake up from her deep slumber.

“Xenia, I need something to cool my nerves because you’ve worked almost every single last one of ’em in a matter of seconds. You done busted up in here…” The woman pointed a shaky arm at her bedroom door. “Talkin’ about a bad feeling when, you said yourself, the man is three hours away and it’s going to take him a minute to arrive back home. He called you when he left the lawyer’s office. You know he’s fine. It ain’t been three hours yet, so he isn’t late. Now get out of here, take your crazy ass to bed, and leave me alone. Some of us need our beauty sleep!” Mama snapped up the sheets to her chest, but remained sitting up as if prepared to walk away.

“I know I’m driving you crazy, but I can feel it in my gut, Mama. It’s instinct.” Xenia wrung her hands as she nervously hopped about in her silk, emerald green pajamas like she had to pee. “I’ve called four times, left three messages—nothing. I sent a text message—nothing. He never does this. He always picks up, calls me right back, or texts me.”

“Maybe his phone ran down, Xenia.” Mama huffed, her eyes closed as if exasperated.

“He keeps his phone on the charger usually. I doubt that.”

Mama ran a weary hand across her forehead and got to her feet. She shoved them into her white, fluffy slippers.

“Come on, baby. Let’s go do what I always used to do when you’d get like this.” She wrapped her arm around Xenia’s, giving instant warmth and comfort. They exited the guest room.

“What, Mama?” She rested her head on the woman’s shoulder as they dragged against each other down the hall towards the steps.

“I would fix you some cocoa and make some popcorn, turn on the T.V., and put on a cartoon.”

“That sounds good, Mama. I hope I’m wrong and you’re right. You probably are; he’s probably fine. Maybe he is in an area with bad cell reception.” Xenia perked up at the notion, then kissed Mama on the cheek before they headed down the steps.

But she couldn’t completely shake her concern, and her stomach knotted in angst, turning and churning like some electronic mechanism on the fritz…

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