The Counterfeit Cowgirl by Kathryn Brocato

Author:Kathryn Brocato [Brocato, Kathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781440572449
Google: 4cCGAAAAQBAJ
Publisher: Crimson Romance
Published: 2013-09-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

After changing into a loose-fitting black denim skirt and floaty turquoise gauze blouse, Felicity slung her tote bag over her shoulder and locked the front door behind her. No doubt she had flipped into an alternate reality, but she felt constitutionally incapable of letting those two scared little boys live in terror of their ghost any longer.

She ignored the nagging voice in her head that told her she had already exceeded the limits of her ghost-busting knowledge. Children needed peaceful sleep in order to grow. She was an adult. Therefore, she ought to be able to discover the source of the whispering ghost in their bedroom, so the little boys could sleep again.

Until the next manifestation of their “ghost,” that is. So long as they did not understand why their father had vanished from their lives, they would continue finding their own explanations. She had to admire their creativity.

And she was so far gone, she couldn’t wait to spend more time with Aaron. When she heard Aaron carefully trying to explain their ghost to the two little boys, something happened inside her heart. She wasn’t sure what had happened or why, but she suddenly knew Aaron could be trusted.

She marched across the grass in the warm twilight and made her way to the front door of Aaron’s house. On the way, she swatted the little black bugs away from her hair and body.

A grand total of five shampooings had finally rid her hair of the flour and vegetable oil, so she had no intention of allowing any of those black bugs to land anywhere on her. The crust they formed on her truck would be enough trouble to clean.

The two little boys and Aaron’s two retrievers waited at the window for her. The moment she came into view, the front door banged open and all four charged out to greet her.

“Felicity, Mama made up my bed with fresh sheets for you,” Pete said. “Polly says you need to have the room to yourself, but Joey and I don’t want you to be afraid. We can sleep in Joey’s bed. Okay, Felicity?”

Joey echoed these same sentiments while Felicity greeted the dogs. The two children, each holding one of her hands, led her to the door, quivering with excitement and bravado.

“That’s really very thoughtful of you both, not to mention brave, but the two of you are bound to be pretty sleepy if you didn’t sleep last night. Maybe you should sleep in another bedroom, just for tonight.”

“We had naps,” Joey assured her. “We want to help you chase off that mean old ghost, Felicity.”

“We want to see you kill him,” Pete said, with bloodthirsty emphasis.

Great. The boys wanted to know for certain the ghost was gone for good. That probably meant some sort of exorcism ceremony.

“Let’s go in and see what your mom says.” Felicity wondered if the two little boys had spoken to their father yet. “In the meantime, let’s see about getting a bottle of garlic powder. We want to be well-armed if the ghost appears tonight.

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