Wyoming Legend by Diana Palmer

Author:Diana Palmer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HQN Books
Published: 2018-08-22T19:55:25+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

KARINA WOKE IN a cold sweat. She’d been dreaming again about the plane crash that had killed both her parents. It was a nightmare that never ended. She recalled all too vividly their faces, their torn bodies. She’d lain there in the snow all night long. The moon had been full. The bodies were vividly colored. Karina’s leg had been broken and she couldn’t move. The pain had made her pass out at first. Then it was a continual throb that almost blinded her to the two beloved dead people near her in the strewn wreckage of what had been an airplane.

The fuselage had survived the impact, although it had split. Her father had been in the pilot’s seat. He was still strapped in, despite the crash, sitting up, stark dead. Her mother had been in the seat across from Karina. Her seat belt had snapped, like Karina’s. The two of them had been thrown. Her mother’s head was at an impossible angle, her body torn by the stressed and crumpled metal of the airplane’s body.

Death. It had a smell, even in the numbing cold that was unmistakable. It had been late morning before search crews had found them. By then, Karina was going in and out of consciousness. She’d had blood loss from cuts on the broken leg and her torso, not life threatening, but weakening. Only her thick coat and boots and a blanket she’d had in her seat had kept her from getting frostbite. She’d spent several days in the hospital.

Paul and Gerda had come to see about her, to help with the red tape that would permit her to bring her parents’ bodies home for burial. That chore had been nightmarish. The broken leg, the aftermath of the crash, the nightmares that had gone on and on and on.

Micah had guessed that she’d seen her parents’ bodies. He didn’t know that she’d been in the wreckage with them all night, or that she had constant nightmares for months afterward. Like tonight’s.

She got out of bed, pulling a robe around her gowned body, and opened her door. She stood there, hesitating. She didn’t want another confrontation with Lindy if she could help it. But, then, Lindy would be in the bedroom with Micah. Why did that hurt?

She went into the kitchen, relieved that nobody else was up. It was three o’clock in the morning. She put on a pot of coffee, leaning against the counter, trying to cope with the misery the nightmare had resurrected.

Her heart jumped when she heard a door open. Not Lindy, she prayed silently, please not Lindy...

She turned, guilt all over her face, flushed from sleep, in its frame of long waving pale blond hair that cascaded around her shoulders, to her waist in back. Her gray eyes found the boss and she relaxed, just a little.

He was wearing black pajama bottoms and nothing else. His black hair was tousled. His chest was thick with curling black hair over muscles that had the same light olive tan as the rest of him.

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