Virtues (Base Branch Series Book 8) by Megan Mitcham

Author:Megan Mitcham [Mitcham, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781941899212
Publisher: Megan Mitcham
Published: 2016-09-05T18:30:00+00:00

12

She sure as hell would have taken care of him, if he’d shown up as he promised. Only he hadn’t. And she wanted to wring his fat neck for it. Tangling with Tyler kept her mind off things more troubling than the easy roll of his hips and how they’d feel thrusting against her skin.

His absence forced her to face too much.

Collateral damage surrounded Cara’s life like unflattering lace trim. Her parents had become two large pink bows at her collar. She’d obliterated their lives and left them to rebuild the shattered pieces and care for a bereft child. Her child.

Across the street, the canvas awning threatened to gobble her whole. Its scalloped forest green fringe flapped in the lazy breeze like jagged teeth. A clipart dove spread its wings above the text, Potomac Assisted Living Center. The starched bird gave Cara no peace. Neither did the overcast day nor the calmer temperatures.

Cara had always forced even the smallest thoughts of her parents from her mind. To bear the guilt, to survive, she’d had to force everything but Rin out. If she wanted any hope of a future without the panicky resurgence of crippling shame, there were more people she needed to reconcile with than just her daughter.

The soles of her heels stuck to the concrete, which was farther than she’d made it the last four days. Day one, when Tyler hadn’t shown up on her doorstep, and after hours of stewing, she’d allowed herself to think about her deceased mother and dementia riddled father. Day two, when Tyler still hadn’t come a-knocking, she’d driven her new rental car to the cemetery where her mother was buried. Buried believing her daughter was dead. Cara had sobbed for the second time in the last week…and the last ten years. She didn’t even know the location of her momma’s grave. Pathetic.

Day three, she’d driven to the assisted living facility, sat in the car, and logged another pitiful display of weakness before speeding away. That was when she’d caught her new tail. She hadn’t tried to lose the full-size SUV. If someone besides Tyler surveilled her, Cara wanted to know who and why. They’d been good, following from so far back that she couldn’t discern the make, model, or even the color. When she’d tried to make a block and circle behind them, they’d vanished. This morning, she hadn’t seen them, but it didn’t mean they weren’t there. It just meant they’d changed tactics.

Yesterday, cars had hiked wheels on the curb and wedged into unmarked spaces, trapping others in a greedy jail. Today, Sunday, over half the parking spots were vacant. Still, she’d parked in the auxiliary lot across the street.

Cara shuffled forward until she reached the sidewalk ramp. Would her father remember her? Would it hurt more if he didn’t or if he did? Emotion burned her throat. The burden of guilt bogged. Her legs seized.

“Are you going in already? I have to pee.”

Every nerve in Cara’s body zapped to life. Her

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