Savage Sourdough by Mildred Abbott

Author:Mildred Abbott [Abbott, Mildred]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wings of Ink Publications, LLC
Published: 2018-02-19T06:00:00+00:00

Even though Katie stayed the night, it was nothing like the grown-up version of a slumber party we’d had a couple of times before. Katie didn’t make pastries, I didn’t make chai teas, and we didn’t watch too many episodes of The Great British Bake Off. I followed her in my car to my house, and the second we were inside, Katie mumbled a good night and went to bed.

Part of me felt guilty. Clearly, I was crossing boundaries with her, overstepping my rights as a best friend and business partner. A larger portion of me was irritated, which helped alleviate the guilt. I was doing exactly what a friend should do. Katie was in danger, and I was going to do everything I could to help.

Regardless of what I should or shouldn’t do, I was consumed with trying to figure out what in the world was going on—it was horrible and strange enough believing someone was trying to kill Katie, but even stranger than that, despite my active imagination, I couldn’t come up with a solitary theory of why. The realization almost made me sad. Katie truly was my best friend. At this point I already counted her as family. She’d always had her walls up—high, impenetrable walls around anything to do with her past. It turned out my lack of possible reasons why someone would try to kill her only highlighted how much of her I didn’t know. I hadn’t wanted to push or pry. But in so doing, maybe I’d neglected truly getting to know my friend.

And in that thought lay the answer, not that it was all that helpful. Whoever was trying to kill Katie, it had to be because of something in her past. So that was the key. Figure out Katie’s past, get her to open up, and then we’d know who we were looking for.

I tossed and turned until the early hours of the morning, getting up every once in a while when Watson let out a warning growl at a noise outside. Every time I peered through the curtains, it was only a police cruiser driving by. I wasn’t sure if it was Branson or someone else. Either way, when I finally fell asleep, I felt safe, protected, and watched over.

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