The Clash Between the Minds by Nann Dunne

Author:Nann Dunne [Dunne, Nann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Action & Adventure, Fiction, Romance, General, Lesbians, Race Relations, Racism
ISBN: 9781935216100
Google: eO8fQwAACAAJ
Amazon: 1935216104
Publisher: Intaglio Publications
Published: 2009-12-04T00:00:00+00:00

Scott spoke up. "I told her she takes after you, and I'm glad she does. I remember how upset I used to get that you could draw better than I could."

Sarah put her arms down and glanced back at him. "And I recall that you scribbled over a couple of mine once."

Scott rubbed one ear. "Yes, and you hit me in the side of the head so hard I saw stars. I never scribbled over another one."

Pres stopped his army battle and looked at his father. "Aunt Sarah hit you? Did you hit her back?"

"I have to admit Aunt Sarah only hit me when I deserved it. And no, I never hit her back. Boys don't hit girls, no matter what. You know that."

Pres picked up a horse and turned back to his army game. Sarah almost missed his mumbled remark. "Sometimes girls deserve it, too."

Sarah's gaze met Scott's. He nodded his head and mouthed the words, "I agree." She reached to the side and yanked on his pant leg. They both grinned broadly at each other. Sarah looked at Lindsay, and she was grinning, too.

Jessie tugged Sarah's sleeve. "Draw something, Aunt Sarah." She turned to a fresh page in the book and scooted it and the cigar box over in front of Sarah.

"What do you want me to draw?"

Lindsay said, "Draw Jessie."

"Yes, draw me. Make me come to life."

For a moment, Sarah was taken aback. When she drew something that really pleased her, she used to say that she had made the scene come to life. No doubt Scott had told Jessie the same. But the double meaning that phrase had for her and Jessie struck her dumb.

Jessie sat up, moved to a spot in front of Sarah, and crossed her legs beneath her. "Please," she said when Sarah hesitated.

Sarah forced a grin. "All right." She searched the box and pulled out a charcoal pencil. "I'll draw you, then I'll draw Pres, and you can color the drawings in."

Pres crawled closer. "I want to color my own."

Sarah smiled inwardly, recognizing the sibling rivalry. "You can do that," she said as she put charcoal to paper.

Lindsay sat on the edge of the bed while Sarah finished packing her saddlebags. "Must you leave so soon? We've barely had time to talk, and you never did get a chance to visit Theo's family."

"I'm sorry, Lindsay. I'm just too fidgety to stay longer. Please Wake my excuses to them."

"Will you be going down to see Mother and Father Coulter?"

Sarah stuck the last item in the bag and sighed. "I've given it a lot of thought, but I don't think so. Not this time around. I expect Mother would raise Cain about my trousers. Scott's reaction drove that home to me, and I've had about all the rejection I can handle right now."

"I understand, and my heart goes out to you, Sarah."

Lindsay stood and gave her a hug. "I'll pray that things work out between you and Faith. You're a good person, Sarah. You don't deserve all this commotion.

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