The Melungeon Witch Complete Five-Story Set by BV Lawson

Author:BV Lawson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BV Lawson
Published: 2016-04-01T00:00:00+00:00

BV Lawson

The Melungeon Witch’s Gold

Sheriff Daniel Praeger parked his Model T in front of the yellow and gray bungalow with the small sign “Baile’s Clinic” hanging from the portico overhead. He looked over at his companion and said, “You sure you’re up for this?”

Cephea Collins smiled at him. “I seen the living, the dying and everything in-between. Don’t you be worrying about me. Let’s go take a gander at this mystery man of yours.”

He’d had second thoughts on the way over, wondering if he was insane for dragging the young woman into yet another criminal case. Or at least, he guessed it was a criminal case, since most people didn’t end up with arrows in them.

Daniel hopped out of the car and helped Cephea out of the passenger side. She’d wanted to bring along some of the herbal potions from her cabin, but he’d advised against it. Doc Baile was a competent and hardworking physician, but Daniel felt sure he’d be none too pleased to have the Melungeon healer treading in his medical sandbox.

Daniel was getting more and more irritated at the prejudice he’d encountered since meeting Cephea. Yes, the Melungeons had almost mystical origins, so mystical no one knew exactly where they’d come from. The olive skin and dark hair with the bright blue eyes was enough to start up the whispers, but Cephea’s legendary ability to heal people just added more fodder for those whispers.

He shook off his disgust long enough to guide Cephea through the door to the back room where the Doc kept a room for his sickest patients. He almost wanted to hold his nose at the smell, a mixture of sulphur, bleach, and vinegar. The sight that greeted them was about what Daniel had expected, but he gave Cephea a quick glance to make sure she was okay.

Cephea had that little ridge above her brow she got when looking at someone with sympathy. She clucked her tongue and went to the unconscious patient’s side. The man was lying on his back, his exposed skin yellowish and pale. Doc Baile didn’t look up as he prepared to change the bandage on the man’s chest.

Daniel asked, “How’s he doing?”

Doc Baile, never a man for niceties, grumbled out, “Great, for a man who’s got one foot in the grave. I’m surprised he’s still here, quite frankly. Must be as stubborn as you are, Daniel.”

“I’m not stubborn. I’m dogged.”

Baile shook his head. “Well then, use some of that doggedness and hand me that jar of salve.”

Daniel grabbed the jar the Doc had indicated and passed it over as he said, “Wouldn’t think one arrow could cause a man to be at death’s door.”

“Not much blood, either. Even before I removed the arrow.”

Cephea moved closer to the bed and pointed to a spot on the man’s abdomen. “That where it went in? That arrow?”

Doc Baile seemed to notice her for the first time and frowned. “I guess the wound gave it away, hmm?”

Cephea didn’t seem to notice the sarcasm.

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