An Angel for Emily by Jude DEVERAUX

Author:Jude DEVERAUX [DEVERAUX, Jude]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Y OU ARE GOING TO GO,” EMILY SAID, HER VOICE ANGRY and disbelieving at the same time. “You are going out to a pool hal with those men, drinking to al hours of the night and doing heaven knows what else. And those men know who you are!”

Michael was calmly shaving, his shirt off, wearing only his trousers, his hair stil damp from his shower; he didn’t bother to look at Emily or respond to her anger.

“Are you going to answer me?” she demanded.

“They have no idea who I am. Not who I actual y am,” he said, wiping the rest of the soap from his face, then inspecting himself for cuts. He wasn’t

used to handling a razor blade.

“They know who the world thinks you are and that’s the same thing.”

“Do you know where that brown shirt is?” Michael asked, looking through Emily’s closet. “Or maybe I should wear the green one.”

“Wear one that goes wel with blood,” she muttered, leaning against the doorjamb, her arms tight across her chest.

As Michael went past her, the brown shirt in his hands, he kissed her cheek. “I had a good time today, too, and I’l miss you tonight, too.”

“I won’t miss you,” she said. “That’s an absurd idea. I’ve spent so much time with you over the last week that I’m looking forward to time alone. I

have several books I want to read.”

Michael didn’t respond but the little smile he was wearing said everything. Damn him, she thought, but they had had a wonderful day together. She

had loved showing him her tiny town and introducing him to people. Most of the men were home for the weekend and he’d stopped by each house and

chatted so easily with the people that it seemed that he’d lived in Greenbriar al his life.

And everywhere they went people liked him. They were invited inside houses for tea and coffee and lemonade. As they sat on the porch of the

Kel er house, Emily said, “Someday I’d like to have a house like this. I want a big porch and a green lawn and a swing set.”

“Not me,” Michael said, making her look at him in surprise. Then she turned away. What did it matter to her what he did or did not like?

“I’d like to have the Madison house. I’m used to big spaces and that’s a big house. And I’d want at least six children.”

“Your poor wife,” Emily said, watching him.

“I don’t think anyone would pity my wife,” he said under his breath in such a way that little chil s ran up Emily’s spine.

The next minute Mrs. Kel er brought out lemonade and cake and nothing more was said of what either of them would want if things were different.

Irene wasn’t home from the city yet, if she was going to come, so they didn’t get to meet her. And only one bad thing happened. At the Brandons’

house, Mr. Brandon, a lawyer, stared at Michael and said, “Didn’t I see you on TV?”

Emily was suddenly too frightened to say a word, but Michael smiled and said, “My picture was shown, yes.

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