Witness On the Run by Wylder Stone

Author:Wylder Stone [Stone, Wylder]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 5 Pines Publishing

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Owen made a nice dinner using the items she picked out at the farmers' market. He enjoyed cooking when he had the time or had a reason to. It wasn’t a hardship but a guilty pleasure, and probably the better choice since he knew Trista didn’t cook – at all. For some reason, he wanted this meal to impress her, make her happy. She needed something good, and maybe it was a decent home-cooked meal. Deep down, he knew it couldn’t be that simple, but he had to try, and since they both had to eat, it made sense.

Trista sat on the deck, staring off at the view beyond the pond, lost in thought. He gave her the space she needed to work through whatever it was she was working on at that moment. He couldn’t help Trista if he didn’t know what she needed help with. It was apparent she didn’t even know what she needed. Her emotional highs and lows throughout the day confirmed that.

The clinking of glass caught her attention, and she moved to the table to help Owen unload his full arms. At some point, he had placed her fresh-cut flowers in a vase at the center of the teakwood table along with a couple of beers, a glass pitcher of lemon water, and a candlelit decorative lantern. It was a nice touch and thoughtful, too. When he set the plates before them, however, her tone changed.

“This is steak,” Trista said, pointing out the obvious.

“Yep, sure is,” he proudly replied, seeing his plan was about to pay off. Or was it?

“I can’t eat this. It’s meat…” she chided, “Animal meat isn’t vegan.”

Already cutting into his steak, Owen sat with his fork in one hand and knife in the other, one hundred percent unaffected. She was trying to start a fight and already fully committed to one? He wouldn’t give her the satisfaction, however. “Then don’t eat the steak. There’s salad, grilled vegetables…this is all stuff you bought today.”

Scooting her chair back from the table, she crossed her arms and turned her head away as if just being in the steak’s presence at all was putting her life at risk. “I didn’t buy steak.”

The vegan bullshit was getting old. It was just her exercising control. Again. Owen decided to remove the offensive meat from her plate so she could actually sit at the table and put a damper on the brewing feud she was trying to muster. He reached across the table, stabbed her steak with his knife and pulled it to his plate, offering Trista the best grin he could with a mouth full of whatever he was chewing.

“Ohh. That was classy. You’re really going to eat two steaks?”

“Maybe…it’s pretty good if I do say so myself.” Taking another bite, Owen rolled his eyes back in a dramatic motion, and he hunched over in his seat. “So good. You’re really missing out.”

“Doubt it.” She would never admit it, but watching him eat that steak made her stomach silently ache.

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