The Morning Side of Dawn by Justine Davis

Author:Justine Davis [Davis, Justine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781459287440
Google: pLj0nxILy_IC
Goodreads: 584004
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1995-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

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Chapter 10

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"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Dar barely managed to keep his voice from shaking, he was so incensed.

"I think that's obvious."

She didn't dissemble or try to apologize, and he supposed he should give her credit for that, but right now he didn't feel like giving her anything, except a one-way ticket out of his life. And the fact that she'd been crying only made it worse; he'd had more than enough pity in his life, and he was sick to death of it.

"You may be the celebrated Cassandra," he said furiously, "but that doesn't give you the right to pry into things that aren't any of your business."

"I'm not the celebrated anyone," she said, her voice quiet. "Not here. I'm just someone who'd like to be a friend. Someone who's trying to understand."

He looked pointedly at her still-wet cheeks. "Well, I've had a bellyful of that kind of understanding. Take your tears somewhere else, Ms. Cameron. I don't need or want your pity."

"Pity?" She leapt to her feet with the exclamation. "Is that what you think?"

He gestured at the television screen. "What else? I've heard it all before. Such a tragedy, he would have been a great player. He had the world in his pocket, and now he's just a helpless cripple."

"Stop it."

She said it flatly, but he saw her hands curl into fists at her sides. He ignored it and rolled past her to grab at the remote control and shut off the images. It was tricky; the off-road chair was much bigger and more awkward than his everyday chair, but he needed that tape to stop. He'd watched it once. Or tried to. He'd only gotten through three innings, and had had to turn it off. He should have burned the damn thing a long time ago.

"That bothers you?" He twisted around to look at her. "It's only the truth, isn't it? It's what you were thinking—"

"Don't you dare presume you know what I was thinking," she snapped.

"I know," he said wearily, "because it's what every TAB thinks."

He wheeled past her to where his regular chair sat in the workshop area. He sensed rather than saw her follow him until he came to a stop beside the chair.

Her eyebrows lowered. "And just what does TAB mean?"

"Temporarily able-bodied. It's what all of you are, cause it can happen anytime, to anybody."

"All of 'you'? Is that what this is? An 'us and them' thing?"

He levered himself out of the off-road chair and into the blue one. With the off-road chair's sturdier and higher frame, it wasn't the easiest of deeds, and it took him a moment. When he was settled, he finally looked up at her.

"Isn't it?"

For a long, silent moment she stared at him. "Well," she said, her voice so calm he was immediately suspicious. "As long as we're making assumptions and generalizations, I've got a few for you, Mr. Cordell. The first being that you are the most arrogant, presumptuous human being I've ever met, and I've met some prizes in the last few years.

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