Whiskey River Rockstar by Justine Davis

Author:Justine Davis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance
ISBN: 9781948342643
Publisher: The Tule Publishing Group, LLC
Published: 2018-03-08T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

The piranhas were pleasantly absent, at least at first. The gleaming red classic car turned a few heads, but he’d left the top up both to give what cover it could to him, and because he was going to be picking up things that he’d need to secure. Although he was halfway there when he remembered this was Whiskey River, not L.A., and the likelihood of anyone stealing cleaning supplies out of his car was just south of nil.

As it turned out he was able to ease into it; the guy at the hardware store wasn’t familiar, and he had no idea who Jamie was. But he was immensely helpful; when Jamie told him what he needed to do, he walked around the store with him, making suggestions.

“Wood floors? This’ll do it. For tile, here, this stuff’ll cut through layers of grime. And this brush, see how it’s angled? Corners and edges. But don’t use it on the wood.”

Jamie tossed the stuff into the cart.

“Windows?” the man with the name tag labeled Martin pinned onto his chest asked.

“Yeah, but not too many. A lot are broken and have to be replaced.”

“You got a guy for that? Because I know a guy.”

“So do I.”

“Mine’s the best in town at getting stuff done,” Martin said.

Jamie found himself grinning. “Unless his name’s Mahan, you’re wrong.”

Martin looked startled, then laughed. “Yeah, that’s the guy. I was thinking you were new here, but if you know about True, maybe not.”

“Not new,” Jamie said, “but I’ve been gone for a while.”

A booming voice came from behind him. “And it’s damned well about time you came home, son.”

He turned around to see Brant Barker, who had run the gas station and mechanic’s shop just off the town square for as long as Jamie could remember. “Mr. Barker.”

“I saw that sweet old buggy outside, so I had to make sure nobody’d absconded with it.”

“Just me.”

The tall, not quite burly man lifted his worn Rangers cap, ran a hand over a head of still-thick silver hair, then resettled the cap.

“That doesn’t count. Millie always meant for you to have it.”

There was a sadness in his voice that triggered a memory. “And you kept it running for her.”

Brant studied him for a moment. Something decided him, and he said, “I tried for years to get that woman to marry me, you know.”

Jamie blinked. “Uh…no. I didn’t know.”

“Well, I did. But she never quite got over losing that soldier of hers.”

“I know.” He wasn’t sure what else to say, so he went with the truth. “I know she did like you, a lot. She always said you were a good man. The kind she’d want, if she was looking.”

Brant stared at him for a moment, and then a warm but sad smile spread across his face. “Thank you for telling me that, son.”

Jamie gave him an echoing smile. “Seems like something you should know.”

“She was damned proud of you, boy. You and that music of yours gave her more happiness toward the end than anything else.

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