The Raiford Chronicles 1: Lucky Thirteen by Janet Taylor-Perry

Author:Janet Taylor-Perry [Taylor-Perry, Janet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Horror, Occult, Romance, Romantic Suspense, Mystery & Suspense, Suspense
Amazon: B00GJ48J0Y
Publisher: Janet Taylor-Perry
Published: 2013-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

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Meanwhile, both Ray and Raif were becoming rather scruffy as each tried to master the other’s mannerisms and speech patterns. They found they did many things the same way. They liked many of the same foods. They chose the same cologne. However, there were differences. Raif tended to be more easygoing but more formal in his speech and interpersonal interactions. He liked his life orderly, with little complication, but he was flexible and adapted. Ray had a quicker temper and was impatient. Ray was also brutally candid. He had been known to hurt feelings. Both were analytical as their choices of professions showed.

Their lives had been similar, yet different. Both had been adopted by families who loved them dearly. Both had affectionately called their sisters “Ronnie.” And both had had their hearts broken by a woman who could not handle a difficult situation, but when that topic came up, both balked and shared very little.

Ray said, “I don’t like to talk about Mia.”

Raif nodded. “I understand. Talking about Abbey hurts too much. We’ll get there one day.”

“Yeah, just not now,” Ray agreed. “Hey, did you know you’re older by thirteen minutes. You were adopted a few days before me. I was still in incubation.”

“Good to know I’m the big brother.” He grinned. “I was brought up on a farm. My family often struggled financially, yet their love never faltered.” Raif told his brother, “Because of a severe case of mumps, Louis Gautier was sterile. When I was six, the Gautiers adopted a little girl that they named Rhonda. My dad, sister, and pet dog died tragically seven years later in a car accident. Mom worked hard to get me through high school, and I won a scholarship to Tulane University to continue my education and became an architect as Dad had encouraged.”

Ray asked, “Did the two of you actually frame a house when you were about ten?”

Raif laughed, eyes crinkling at the corners. “Yeah. I designed it with a ruler and a protractor. It was a simple ranch style. That’s when Dad told me to be an architect. How’d you know?”

“I dreamed about it.”

“I dreamed about you my whole life.”

“I know. I did, too.”

Ray already knew all that had transpired with Abigail Bertram even if Raif didn’t talk much about it and how Raif had come to live in Eau Bouease. Raif spoke fondly of his childhood. Though not wealthy, he had been happy, and his short time with Louis Gautier had been a firm foundation of unconditional love. Maria, his mother, only strengthened that love as the years went by. Ray was satisfied his brother had been as well loved as he had.

While Raif’s family struggled with some financial hardship, Ray’s was well-to-do. Ray’s parents had had a daughter they named Veronica. Ray explained how he was adopted. “Due to complications during childbirth, my mom couldn’t have any more children. When Veronica was four, the Reynoldses adopted moi.” He grinned and placed a hand on his chest. “I grew up a bit spoiled.

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