The Deardons Complete Mini-Series by Kelli Ann Morgan

Author:Kelli Ann Morgan
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781939049346
Publisher: Inspire Books
Published: 2017-10-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

“A singer?” Lucas shoved his hands through his hair. “Real funny, Granddad.”

Alone in his room, he sat down on the corner of the bed with a nice view of the oak tree out the window. He pushed open the glass and listened, despite the tremendous chill that whirled into his room. He pulled his coat up tighter around his neck.

“I once was lost and now I’m found…”

Lucas scoffed. He’d thought he’d been found, but right now he felt lost all over again.

He had to give it to her, Lucy’s voice was like that of an angel’s. He didn’t remember much about his mother, but he could still hear the sound of her voice as she sang him to sleep. That voice that had brought so much comfort and then had caused so much pain.

He remembered a time, not too long ago, when Jonah struggled with the same thing. Lucas’s own advice to his brother came back to him in perfect clarity.

Not every woman is going to be like mama, he’d told him. And at this moment, he sure hoped he was right.

Lucy finished up her song and bagpipes subsided—the only sound that followed was the creak of the swaying trees as the new breeze passed by. More than a few townsfolk wiped their eyes as one by one they stood and slowly made their way up to the house.

Several of the women from town and varying homesteads throughout the valley had worked together to provide a light luncheon for the folks who’d come to pay their respects. Lucas knew he should be out there greeting guests, thanking them, and introducing himself, but what was the point? He would just be leaving for Oregon in a few days and it wouldn’t matter if anyone in Thistleberry remembered him.

Quit wallowing, Deardon.

Knock. Knock.

Lucas looked up to see Sam leaning against the frame of the open door.

“What you said out there was real nice, Lucas.” His uncle stepped inside. “Brrr.” He shook his shoulders. “It’s freezing in here,” he said as he crossed the room, closed the window, and then moved to sit next to him on the bed. “You must know how much it meant to your granddad to have you here. He was very proud of the man you’ve become. Couldn’t stop talking about you the other night.”

“I’ve been trying to understand why Dad kept us away from him. From Whisper Ridge. What was so horrible that he couldn’t forgive? What drove him away?”

“That’s not an easy answer, kid.”

“Sure it is,” Uncle Hank said in a matter-of-fact tone as he stepped into the room. “Your father didn’t want to see the truth and in order to save his precious pride, he left.”

“The truth about what?” Lucas looked at Hank.

His uncle scrubbed at his stubbled neck with the backs of his fingers, but did not answer immediately. “Maybe it’s best you don’t know.”

“Best for who?”

“He’s got a right to know, Henry.”

It was the first time Lucas had ever heard anyone call his Uncle Hank by his given name.

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