The Haunting of Josiah Kash by Dana Pratola

Author:Dana Pratola
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-06-05T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 21

Later, after Cull had brought her belongings in and leaned her bike against the porch, Brenna used my phone again to check in with her friend, Eliza. I got the concern, I did. A girl had to be careful. I was glad she was with me instead of alone in that house.

Wally’s flat face popped into my head. He might be safe enough, though you never really knew what festered inside someone. If I hadn’t been there and he had gone inside, found her in the shower…. No, what Wally had was lust. Perversion and violence drove some men. Those were other things entirely. I honestly didn’t think Wally had either in him. But other men did.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

The muscle in my jaw tightened and I looked over to see Brenna watching me from her spot on the end of the sofa. I stopped myself just before smiling at her. “Yeah, fine.”

We’d had dinner and now sat here, her looking at me, me trying not to look at her. Doing so without being seen was hard enough, harder still when not looking at her became increasingly difficult. She was prettier each time I did. Her eyes were so soft, shining with compassion, and her full lips, while looking perfectly kissable, only spoke kind words. In all the time we’d talked, she’d never spoken a bad word about anyone. I’d never met a woman like her. That had certainly never been the case with Tracy.

“Can I ask you a favor?”

She perked up instantly. “Sure.”

“I know it’s kind of strange…. Would you read to me?”

Her breath caught a little, her smile beamed. “Of course. What should I read?”

My own breath did some catching of its own as she rose, slim, taut body in a form-fitting turquoise shirt and snug jeans, passing close enough to brush against my knee. I followed her progress to the bookcase, taking in her small nose, wide mouth, and an expression of peace as she folded her arms over her nicely rounded breasts, long hair falling in damp waves over her shoulders.

I was a Christian, yes, but I noticed it all. This was a girl a man could fall head over heels for. Like, face-plant in love with. I couldn’t let that happen under the circumstances, but…. I ignored the warning bells inside telling me my feet had already been kicked out from under me and I needed to grab hold of something fast, before I did indeed land flat on my face.

Homing in on her gentle expression, despite my knowing I shouldn’t, my mind remained blank, giving her occasion to ask me again.

“Josiah? What should I read?”

“Whatever you like. There are a lot of books there.” Duh, she saw that. I rolled my eyes. “Some of them belonged to Calvin Wells.”

“Ellery Queen,” she read, bending slightly at the waist, tilting her head to read the spines. “Agatha Christie.”

“Those were his.”

“Lee Child.”

“Mine.” I leaned back in the chair for a better look at her as she perused the titles.

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