Fight for Glory (My Wounded Soldier #1) by Diane Munier

Author:Diane Munier [Munier, Diane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00XLZ3DL4
Published: 2015-07-03T23:00:00+00:00

Tom Tanner

Chapter Nineteen

Addie left the house and walked toward me and Quinton. I realized she didn’t have a screen for the door, and knew such would allow so much heat out of the kitchen. Then I felt even more anger at this Cousin who still stood there waiting for me to take back everything I said, like this was the schoolyard. Then I wondered if he was watching her hips sway, too, and I wanted to kill him all over again, even as I remembered her in the yard that morning, so beautiful and welcoming I nearly fell to my knees.

I imagined she had cared for Janey, and was coming for the other now. I knew she blamed me for the sins of this world. She was sizing up the two of us, wondering how it was.

“I will carry him in,” I said, meaning Johnny.

“Is he sleeping?”

“In the hay,” I said. It’s where I planned to sleep myself this night, waiting like a stray cat she had made the mistake of feeding. I wanted to be as near to her as I could get.

“Have you made peace?” she asked looking from me to Cousin.

I turned my head and spit in the dirt. He was still trying to stanch the blood from my bull’s-eye comment about Lavinia.

He shuffled his feet. “For the sake of everyone, we must shelve this disagreement.” He walked off to the field and I tried not to throw a rock.

Addie walked past me into the barn. She looked down on Johnny. “He’s had a trying day. This morning when he woke you were the first one he asked for…always the first he tries to get to. He’d sleep with you if he could.”

And I’d sleep with her if I could. I reached and pulled that bandana off her hair. That mane of glory was twisted in a bun at the nape of her slender neck. I touched it then, the field scrubbed off her. Such a spot of sweetness I nearly stuttered out some kind of mating call.

“Don’t,” she whispered, but her eyes closed.

I went from love to madness for the hundredth time. “I came back,” I said. “If Johnny wouldn’t have come…I was trying to leave.”

She opened her eyes. “Maybe you should. I was ready to go for the shotgun when you started with Quinton. You shamed him there. You put notions in Johnny’s head.”

“Did I? And offering him a whole store now his pa is gone ain’t putting notions in his head? He’s family shoppin’.”

Her hands went to her hips again. She eyed me and her mouth was open. I tied her bandana round my neck and stared at her like a relentless son of a bitch.

“You made him out to be another Boyle Monroe the way you talked. I don’t know where you got such notions about him. And you made us out to be pitiful share-croppers. I’m purely ashamed the way you must see us—him the villain and me the damsel.”

I kept staring. “I’m shaming him, no one else.

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