Songbird (A Sinclair Story Book 1) by Jaymin Eve

Author:Jaymin Eve [Eve, Jaymin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-07-12T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

The meal started out perfect: grace was said, along with a few moments of silence in remembrance of the two people who had lost their lives a few days ago. After that, mouths were too full for conversation. But then the questions started and Melodee just kept praying that nothing was thrown her way that she couldn’t answer.

“So what do you do, Dee? And how did you meet Nate?”

Bam. Difficult questions straight up from Candice. They’d all adopted Nathan’s nickname. She hoped they would never use it with her last name. Dee Lee, how ridiculous.

She cleared her throat, finishing off her forkful of mashed potato before answering. “I was in a car accident on Nate’s property out of town,” she started. “Nate helped Jewel and I until the storm was over.”

Candice shifted her stare to Nathan. “Is that the one with … Doug?” She hesitated before speaking his name.

Nathan nodded, his brow furrowed. “Yes, Jewel’s mother and Doug were both killed. The Barrants didn’t want to hold the funeral on Christmas Day, so it’s tomorrow. Are you all coming?”

There were nods all around the table. Melodee wished that she didn’t have to go. A funeral was no place for a little girl, and she barely knew Doug. But she wanted to offer moral support to Nathan, to just be there for him. That was all she’d ever wanted when she’d experienced loss.

Candice changed the subject back to Melodee. “And you didn’t tell me what you do for work?”

“Uh…” What the hell, they’d all find out eventually. “I fight, I make my money in underground cage fights.”

Candice just stared at her blankly. Melodee couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped. The other girl looked simply dumbfounded.

“She’s telling the truth,” Nathan said, as he reached out and took Melodee’s hand. “She kicked Charles’ ass all over Gramps’ place, while she was sore and injured from the crash. She’s the real deal.”

Candice shook her head. “Okay. One: that’s awesome. Two: I would have paid you lots of money to see you kick Charles’ ass. And even more to pull the stick from Matt’s.”

“Leave me out of this,” Matthew growled. “I’ve got your number this week, Candice, so don’t push me.”

She snorted. “You have my number every week, let’s not get scary now.”

She turned back to Melodee. “And three: I’m wanting to teach some of the mothers and their girls self-defense down at the shelter. Could you maybe come and teach sometime? I can pay you.”

Melodee gave a slight smile. “I’m not sure how long I'll be around, but if I stay then I’d love to take a few classes.” She shook her head. “And you definitely do not have to pay me.”

Teaching women to defend themselves and their children, that would be reward enough for Melodee.

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