The Superstitious Romance by Alexander Anastasia

Author:Alexander, Anastasia [Alexander, Anastasia]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance
ISBN: 9781939203502
Publisher: White Star Press
Published: 2014-08-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

The anxious energy in the room shifted up several gears. Camille looked up from the breakfast she was preparing. Austin stood silently cast in the yellow rays of the early morning light, his hair tousled in sharp peaks as though each point represented a decimal or two of the headache pain he was probably experiencing. His face looked worn and heavy, as if he had aged to forty over the long night.

“Heard anything?” his voice rasped out.

“Sorry,” Camille said, unable to maintain eye contact with him. She went back to chopping mushrooms for the omelet. “Breakfast will be ready soon.” That was a stupid thing to say, but what else could be said? Focus on the mundane—bring a sense of groundedness to this situation, she advised herself silently.

“He didn’t even take his wallet. I found it on top of his dresser. Why didn’t I ask him where he was heading?” Austin asked, scratching his head. “That one simple question and we’d know where to search.”

“You didn’t know,” she said. This was a tough thing for a boy to take on. “Can you make a list of places he liked to go? We can look for him after we eat.”

“I wish I knew what they were,” Austin said. “My dad only moved out here a couple of months ago from the city. I came to visit him for the first time last week.”

“What city?” she asked.

“Denver.”

She dished him up a plate of eggs and burned bacon. He wolfed the food down and headed toward the back door the same time Darlene, who had gone outside to peek at what the weather looked like, ascended the stairs. Both of them stopped short at the sight of Maggie approaching on the walkway, wearing tight jeans with a white, low-cut blouse. Her pulled-back curls showed off a perfect forehead and penetrating green eyes. “Can I talk with Jackson?” she asked breathlessly.

“No.” Camille grabbed her coat and handed Darlene hers.

Maggie glanced at her son. “Where’s your father?”

He flushed and then stammered, “Dad left for a drive last night and never came home.”

“What do you mean never returned home? You make everything sound so dramatic. He probably left for Colorado to be with me.”

“What are you doing here?” Darlene asked, stepping around Austin onto the porch. “Didn’t you say you were leaving for home last night?”

“Well, yes,” Maggie said. “I did. But the snowstorm stopped me. It really came down last night.”

Wind twisted and blew through them, as if determined to let everyone know of its foul mood. Normally Camille would have suggested they talk inside, but she didn’t want Maggie to stay longer than was necessary. “If that’s the case,” she said, “then we need to get searching for him immediately.” She sidestepped everyone and hurried toward her car, Darlene trotting behind her.

“I told you he went to Colorado to see me,” Maggie called through the wheezing wind. She stomped her snow boots back to her car. “His truck is powerful and he was determined.

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