Unhinged by Amanda Deed

Author:Amanda Deed
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Christian fiction;fairy tale;beauty and the beast
Publisher: Rhiza Press
Published: 2018-03-01T05:00:00+00:00

19

Serena stared out the window at the linen now sagging on the line with rain. The washing was wetter now than before she fed it through the wringer. She pressed her hand flat up against the glass pane as rivulets streamed down the other side. What had just happened?

Aside from the hair-raising, hell-for-leather flight for Aleron house, which Mr King won by a breath. Aside from the way Mr King spun her in a jig at the joy of the win. And aside from the hard rain that pelted them, or the whispered thanks from Mr Xavier as they darted for the cover of the house.

More than all of that, the experience on the cliff top had ruptured her equilibrium. Serena wiped at a droplet of water that even now trickled from her hair. Something had shifted within her. In that moment when it seemed Mr King might topple over the edge and plunge to his death, something deep inside screamed for a halt to his fall. The world should not be robbed of a man so full of life, enthusiasm and vibrancy. No, it was more than that. She herself—Serena Bellingham—did not wish to be robbed of him. He was like a living rainbow to her. Life without him would become colourless. For surely, before she knew him it had been naught but blanched.

Yes, Edward King was overbearing at times, and proud, even arrogant and improper. But for all that, he was a charming, passionate man to whom she would like to belong. As he teetered on the precipice for less than a second, her confusion and doubt became certainty. If he asked her now, in this moment, to be his wife, she would be tempted to say yes.

Serena started at a clap of thunder that cracked right overhead. Even the walls shuddered at the sound. Shaking herself free of her reverie, she made her way toward her room. Wind howled around the gables as rain hissed and thunder rolled. At times like these she sent thanks to God for a roof over her head and a warm hearth, even if they weren’t in her own home. How would Papa and her sisters fare in this weather? She could imagine the little cottage rattling and shaking through the storm. They probably feared the roof would leak. Keep them safe, Lord.

She halted in her walk and turned her head. What was that? A high-pitched noise. Was it someone crying out for help? Serena stood still and listened. It was faint against the cacophony that drowned out her own footsteps. No, there it was again, a strangled cry. Who was so troubled? Was someone stuck outside in the squall? Serena hurried in the direction she thought the sound came from, although finding direction in this noise was ambiguous at best.

When she arrived back at the main entryway she faltered. From which way had the sound come? She strained her ears, but there were no more cries. Serena fiddled with the damp tendrils of hair which stuck to her neck, turning this way then that in confusion.

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