Whatever It Takes: A Highland Springs Romance (Whatever Series Book 4) by Leigh Fleming

Author:Leigh Fleming [Fleming, Leigh]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Envisage Press, LLC
Published: 2018-12-30T08:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

“It’s time you faced the beast.” Clara’s hazy eyes glazed over as she stared across the rain-soaked yard. Darla had returned home late last night and couldn’t wait to talk to the old seer about the two birds that had hit the windows. Each had resulted in a death. She should’ve warned Darla of this.

They sat on Clara’s small porch in faded, blue, plastic chairs, sipping some of her herbal iced tea. A light mist rose from the damp grass as the sun peeked through the hillside forest.

“What beast? I want to talk about the birds.” Darla set her glass on the porch floor and rested her arms on her knees. “Aunt Clara, since I was here last, two birds have hit windows. Each time, someone died. You told me when a bird hits a window, I should open my heart. Which is it? Were the birds omens of death or love? I’m confused.”

“Well now, dear…” Clara wiggled deep into her chair with a toothless chuckle. “A bird hitting a window is a completely different message.”

“Yes, it’s a message of death. My cat died the first time, and a man died at the hospital the second time. Where’s the love in that?”

“You’ve got a point there.” She gripped her chin in her hand and looked off in the distance. “Hmm.” The old lady hummed softly, rocking back and forth as if the plastic chair was a rocker. “If I recall, I didn’t tell you the bird would hit a window.”

“Yes, you did.”

“No, I said when a bird taps your window.” She turned her cataract gaze on Darla and gripped her hand. “That’s an entirely different message.”

This was a waste of time. Aunt Clara was talking in circles, using symbols that made no sense. But her herbal medicine was amazing—she was sleeping better than ever. Right now, Darla’s sinuses were stuffed from allergies, and she needed the relief of Clara’s concoction. “You’ve seen the hummingbird,” Clara said, returning to her psychic haze.

“The first one was a blue jay, and the second one was just an old, black bird.”

“But you’ve met the hummingbird. She’s sick, very sick.”

A cold shiver coursed through Darla’s body despite the warm, humid morning. Meghan was the hummingbird?

“Her heart is ailing, but full of love.”

“You mean Meghan?”

“She’s finally content. Her nest is complete. But she’s sick, very sick.”

“Aunt Clara, please…” Darla reached out and took her wrinkled hand in hers. “Tell me what you mean. Stop talking in symbols. How sick is Meghan?”

“Before she finds a cure, she must take down the beast.”

“Explain what you mean.”

Clara turned her cloudy gaze on Darla, her voice deep and raspy. “She needs the truth so she can take down the beast. Then, and only then, will she be at rest.” Agitated, she scooted to the edge of her chair and gripped Darla’s knee with her free hand. “And when that day comes, a bird will tap your window, bringing you the love you deserve.”

The old lady had lost her mind. Her eyes bulged wildly with that eerie glow and her cheeks had flushed.

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