Too Far to Say Far Enough: A Novel by Rue Nancy

Author:Rue, Nancy [Rue, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Social Justice Fiction, Adoption, Modern Prophet
Publisher: David C Cook
Published: 2012-09-30T14:00:00+00:00

By the time supper on the porch was over and the kids were cleaning up the kitchen while Kade and I sat in the living room with a stack of files, I was almost too brain dead to care if I went bankrupt. Hank had assured me on the phone that Maharry was stable and so was Sherry, and that Liz was seeing after Zelda. Maybe it would be okay to just shut down until tomorrow morning.

Kade flipped open a folder and grinned into it.

“I have never found anything even a little bit funny about my bank account,” I said.

“It’s not that. I was just thinking about Flannery. Does she ever take a breath? I don’t think any of the rest of us said more than two words through the whole meal.”

“Oh, she talks, all right. She just never tells us anything we want to know.”

“Give me ten minutes with her.”

“Unh-uh.” I sat up straight in the red chair. “She’s crushing on you so hard, you can’t even look at her without her making wedding plans in her head.”

“Get outta town.”

“In her mind, she’s Julia Roberts and you’re Richard Gere.”

“Huh?”

“You never saw Pretty Woman?”

“Is that a movie?”

“Omygosh you’re so young.” I leaned toward him. “Listen, I would appreciate whatever you can learn from her about her past, but don’t do anything that would even remotely encourage her romantically. The child is smitten with you.”

“Does Desmond see that?”

“Are you serious?”

“Aw, man. I feel like—”

“What was that?”

Kade followed my gaze to the kitchen. “What was what? Did you hear something?”

“I thought I heard the side door close.”

He cocked his head and nodded at me. “What’s weird to me is what I don’t hear.”

He was right. The kitchen was quiet. Too quiet for a pair of teenagers who five minutes before were arguing over who had to scrub the burnt cheese off the casserole dish.

“You think they’re in his room this time?” Kade said.

“If they are, Desmond’s never going to sit on a Harley again until he graduates from high school.”

But even as I said it I dismissed it. I had clearly heard the latch on the back door click into place.

“Will you check his room?” I said. “I’m just going to look outside.”

“What do you want me to do if they’re in there?”

“Read them their rights.”

I went to the foyer and eased the front door open. A soft darkness had fallen, and the streetlights had winked on so I could see clearly up and down Palm Row. A breeze ruffled from the bay, only slightly stirring the palm fronds. Other than that, all was still.

I slipped out, swatting at the night bugs swarming around the front porch light, and padded barefoot across the grass to the side of the house. Kade had flicked that light on too, so that my property, all the way to Miz Vernell’s, was flooded in yellow. The porch was just as we’d left it after supper, complete with the fading scent of the tiki torches.

Forcing myself to

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