A Hero in Her Eyes by Marie Ferrarella

Author:Marie Ferrarella [Ferrarella, Marie]
Format: mobi
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2001-06-22T05:00:00+00:00

They rode in silence all the way to Walker’s house, but when she stopped the car in his driveway, he didn’t get out immediately.

This was awkward. He forced himself to face her. He owed her that much. Hating the way every word made him feel, he began haltingly. “Listen, I had no right to shout at you like that.”

There had never been an angry word uttered that she couldn’t forgive if asked to. She supposed that was probably why her father had called her to his deathbed. He’d known she’d forgive him.

“You’re under a strain,” she allowed.

He would have felt better if she’d yelled back at him, or vented now. This drilled holes into his conscience, holes that filled up with guilt.

“That’s no excuse, and I really wish you’d stop being so forgiving.” He was certain he’d never met anyone quite like her, clairvoyance notwithstanding. “Don’t you ever get angry?”

She shook her head. “Waste of time and energy,” she replied.

She meant that, he thought. The woman was incredible. “The rest of us haven’t tapped into sainthood yet,” he confessed. “In case I’m doing a lousy job, you should know I’m trying to apologize.”

“I know. And I told you once, you don’t have to apologize to me.”

“Yes, I do,” he contradicted. Walker lifted her chin to inspect her expression. He was no expert on women, and heaven knows, even if he were, he wouldn’t be able to understand this one—but he could tell the signs of hurt when he saw them. He’d seen them often enough on Rachel’s face and had ignored them. And that would be a guilt he would bear forever. “And I want to give them. I didn’t mean to yell at you that way.”

Her shrug was small, delicate. “You’re not the first.”

He tried to read between the lines. Was she referring to a man in her life? Like a pebble suddenly picked up in his shoe, the thought unexpectedly bothered him. “Then tell him he shouldn’t.”

“He’s gone. And I could never tell my father anything, even when he was alive.”

The relief, too, was unexpected. “Your father?”

She nodded. “He would have made you look like a piker. So, don’t beat yourself up about raising your voice at me. I’ve been subjected to the worst and emerged unscathed.”

Her answer left him wondering about her even after she drove away.

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