Black Light: Wanted (Black Light Series Book 22) by Maren Smith

Author:Maren Smith [Smith, Maren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781947559509
Publisher: Black Collar Press
Published: 2021-05-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Pony/Anna

“I can’t do this,” she said, gripping the envelope with the money he’d given her in both hands.

“Yes, you can,” he replied, like this was no big deal at all, but she knew better and she was serious. She couldn’t do this. She knew she couldn’t because he wasn’t the first person since Ethen had gone to prison to try to send her shopping. Puppy’s mother had done it too, and then called her useless when she’d had a meltdown in the bread aisle. How did one even begin to find the right loaf when the list just said ‘bread’ and there were a dozen brands, a million varieties, and she had no clue what everyone liked?

And this, what he wanted her to do first? This was going to be even harder.

Bowing over in the passenger seat, Pony did her best to put her head between her knees, the way he’d taught her yesterday when she’d had a meltdown over which cup to use when she made her morning coffee. The man had a twenty-mug collection of all colors, shapes and humorous sayings. Ethen had had three coffee mugs, all exactly the same and no menagerie girl was allowed to use them.

“It’s a test, but an easy one,” Marcus had told her, arms folded across his chest, hip propped against the kitchen island, ankles lazily crossed while he watched her agonize in frozen indecision. “Out in the real world, honey, no one is going to care which mug you use. Take a deep breath, reach up your hand, and pick one.”

Easy to say, but what if she got the wrong mug? What if she picked his favorite, or picked one with sentimental value? What if she dropped and broke it?

“Any mug,” Marcus had coaxed her, and it took ten minutes and actual tears for her to finally put her hand on one and pull it down. “Now, put coffee in it and take a sip.” He waited while she obeyed. “See? The world didn’t end.”

No, but the effort had exhausted her and she ended up wanting to go back to bed instead of drinking coffee.

Now they were doing the dressing debacle.

“Can’t I go back to Puppy’s and just get my own clothes?” she begged, but from the driver’s seat, already Marcus was shaking his head.

“I already told you, honey. I sent Spencer to get them before we left the hospital. Cynthia’s mom threw everything out. Nothing of yours was left in that house.”

Sitting side by side in his vehicle, they stared through the windshield at the busy Goodwill. She felt sick.

“Can’t you do it?” she begged him. “Please, just this one time?”

“I can.” He nodded, then swung his head to pin her with the same stern look that over the last week she had both come to love and hate. It was a look that said he’d happily give her what she wanted, but she wasn’t going to like how he did it. “In this case, however, I really think you should do this yourself.

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