The Talebearer by Sheri Lewis Wohl

Author:Sheri Lewis Wohl [Wohl, Sheri Lewis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781635551273
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2018-03-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Eldon had a few minutes of feeling sick to his stomach. When Meg had mentioned she didn’t think it was over for Liz yet, dread had washed over him like sports drink dumped over the head of a winning football coach. Cold, sticky, and decidedly uncomfortable. Everything changed when he decided the polite thing to do was leave. He didn’t want to. He could have stayed there all night. But he wasn’t that guy. His grandmother, bless her soul, had drilled good manners into him.

Sadness had been with him every step he took closer to his car, but Meg walked him to it. Yeah. Walked. Him. To. It. Awesome.

It got even better. When he was ready to get in behind the wheel, she pushed up on her toes and kissed him on the cheek. God, he could still feel the touch of her lips against the five-o’clock shadow that made his skin rough and scratchy. Somehow he didn’t think it bothered her because not only did she kiss him, but she laid her palm against his cheek before she said good night.

As he drove toward his own home, he rolled over and over in his mind those last few minutes as he tried to figure out what they meant. He didn’t want to read more into what had happened than was really there. At the same time, he sure as hell didn’t want to discount what might be implied. If she had even a flicker of something for him then…

No. He refused to get his hopes up. He had too many other things in the hopper to let himself get derailed by desires that more than likely would never come to fruition. He liked her. She seemed to like him. He could easily fall in love with her. She might only see him as a friend.

So he needed to focus on what was really important at the moment, which was Liz and what was happening to her. It was pretty goddamn freaky, for sure. When he’d brought her the artist pad and charcoal pencils he really thought they would be nothing more than a way to release tension. God knows she was wound so tight he was surprised she didn’t implode. Then again, who was he to point fingers? She was entitled. Who the hell wouldn’t be after what had happened to her?

On the other side of that, though, she was his friend, one of his best friends, and he wanted to help her get her life back. She was never going to be the same happy-go-lucky woman she’d been before that asshole nearly killed her, and that was okay. He’d take her any way she came because she was one of those special people, and if he could do something to ease her back into a comfortable life, that’s what he planned to do. He knew both Meg and Willow were on that same sheet of music.

Of course, none of them had any clue that his brainstorm for helping her would uncover the horror Zelda had confirmed.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.