The Loner 2 by Sheldon B. Cole

Author:Sheldon B. Cole
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: action hero, the old west, colt revolver, piccadilly publishing, pulp westerns, westerns ebook, westerns 1880s, sheldon b cole westerns
Publisher: Piccadilly

Jessica Gray stood in the doorway and watched the sleeping form of her son. A smile touched at her soft mouth. He was trying so hard to be a man ... the man he thought his father had been. But no one knew better than Jessica that her husband had not been a strong man. A “loser”, Gus Cowley had called him. Maybe. But she had loved him and had stood by him every inch of the way.

Blake Durant. There was a man. Jessica walked to the front door, opened it, looked out at the night. After a moment she went onto the porch. It was a beautiful night. The sky was full of stars. She looked for the Big Dipper, the Little Bear, the Small Dipper, found them all. Then a star fell, tracing a line halfway across the sky. When you saw a falling star and made a silent wish, then God was listening, and if your wish was unselfish enough, it would be granted.

Jessica closed her eyes. What should she wish for? Her thoughts turned to Blake Durant and she folded her arms over her breasts and squeezed. She could feel her breasts swell with desire and suddenly she was hungry for the touch of his hands. She opened her blouse and placed a hand against her throat. The hand moved down and in her imagination it was his hand ... gentle but insistent ... his hand, pressing against her flesh, arousing passion from her depths, making her hips sway, setting up a pulsing in her loins and arousing a hunger in her that could be satisfied only by—

No!

She lifted her hand away and grasped the porch railing, breathing heavily, her head bowed. After a while she went down the porch steps and walked beyond the clump of cottonwoods. There was the cross that marked her husband’s grave. She stopped short of the grave and a wave of shame moved through her. Then she took a deep breath. She had loved Tom, had been a good wife to him. There was no reason for feeling shame. She couldn’t help being a woman, having a woman’s desires ...

She walked to the side of the grave. The flowers she’d planted near the cross were wilted. She watered them every day, but the searing sun was too much for the fragile blooms. Rain was needed. There was something in rain that brought life with it.

She looked at the cross. “I’m sorry, Tom,” she murmured. “It isn’t that I don’t love you or that I ...” But she couldn’t find words to explain how she felt. She stood there by the grave for a long time, and finally a kind of peace came. It was as though he understood and was telling her.

She didn’t go straight back to the house. She walked to the vegetable garden behind it. The spinach leaves were small and wrinkled. The tops of the carrots were dry, dead looking. Cabbage and cauliflower had refused to grow at all.

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