The Dead Letters by Marti Talbott

Author:Marti Talbott
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young adult, Seattle, women's fiction, clean romance, clean
Publisher: MT Creations
Published: 2016-02-18T00:00:00+00:00

IT WAS NOT YET SIX o’clock, but before Daniel left Natalie’s building, he walked into the bar to get a look at the bartender. He was in luck for the name on the bartender’s name tag said Hunter. Daniel found an empty barstool, asked for a glass of water, and then just watched Hunter work until he was confident he had his face committed to memory. Daniel drank half a glass of water, laid a dollar on the bar, and walked out.

“BECAUSE IT HURTS, THAT’S why!” Susanna snapped. She lay on the sofa in the den with her elbow on a pillow, and her hand held straight up. No different from the dens in other homes, this room contained a large screen TV, a desktop computer, and a multitude of other electronics, including joy sticks and games. Large windows let in plenty of light and three large wicker chairs were placed next to small tables.

“You don’t have to bite my head off,” Todd shot back. “I’m only here to help. Otherwise I could be at work.”

“You hate working for your dad. Admit it, this is like a vacation.”

Todd was neither strikingly handsome for a boy of fourteen nor ordinary looking. He still had some growing to do. His light blond hair had a touch of red in it, but the freckles on his face were fading. “Some vacation. You make me get up before I can even sit down.”

“Well, I need things.”

“No you don’t, you just like having someone to boss around.”

“I don’t – well, maybe I do.” She sarcastically grinned, which made him grin in return.

He was about to sit down when the doorbell rang.

“Get that for me, will you?” she asked.

“That’s what I’m here for.”

She could barely hear what was said, and by the time he came back, she was sitting up. In his hand, he held a vase full of fresh flowers. “Who are those for?”

“The card says Susanna.”

“Me?” She watched him set the flowers on the table beside her, and then open the attached envelope and pull out the card. “It’s from someone named Natalie. Who’s that?”

“Wow, I never expected flowers.” She reached for her cellphone and called Natalie.

“You sent me flowers?” Susanna gushed. “Thank you, no one ever sent me flowers before.”

“They are not just flowers, I sent you white carnations. Do you know what a white carnation stands for?”

“No, what?”

“It stands for honor and remembrance.”

“Oh.”

Sitting on the sofa in her apartment, Natalie stood up, tucked a leg under her, and sat back down. “I am hoping you will honor me by remembering the carnations, the next time you decide not to be completely honest with me.”

Susanna shifted her eyes. “About what?”

“About calling Daniel first when you broke your finger and about not being popular.”

“Okay, I’m guilty, but I really didn’t know that thing about complimenting people.”

“You are forgiven. How are you feeling?”

“Great. It only hurts now when I bump it.”

“You mean you have completely recovered from a broken bone in only three days? It’s a miracle.

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