Foolish Games; April May Snow Novel #7: A Southern Paranormal Fiction by M. Scott Swanson

Author:M. Scott Swanson [Swanson, M. Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Creative Chaos
Published: 2022-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

The lights are on at the lake house as I turn my car up my parents’ driveway. I see both of my parents’ cars. I’m surprised they are back from Gatlinburg, then remember tomorrow is Friday.

Dusty wakes when I stop the car. Stretching his arms, he says, “That didn’t take near as long as I thought it would.”

I get out of the car and walk toward my apartment. I do not want to sleep alone tonight. It’s odd how quickly I became acclimated to sleeping with Lee.

I consider sleeping in my parents’ home so I don’t feel isolated, but they may still be unpacking and settling in from their trip. If I crash on the sofa in the den, they might feel they have to be quiet, so I can sleep. I don’t want to inconvenience them.

“Hey, do you have time to go visit with Granny in the morning?”

“Are you serious? I’ve got a law office to run.” After my epiphany, I need time to regroup before layering on any additional information.

Dusty narrows his gaze as he runs his hand through his hair. “We’re leaving for Bellefonte at three. You’re going to be able to make the trip. Right?”

“As long as everything goes fine at the office. Fridays are always a wildcard.”

“Are you ditching me?”

“No.” Maybe. I don’t know.

He moves toward me. “I know you’re leaving in a few weeks, but I really want you to go with us this weekend.”

“I’m not saying no, but if I don’t, you’ve got to figure out what you’re going to do in a few weeks anyway.”

His eyebrows shoot up as he releases a short laugh. “Oh. Okay.” He rubs his hand across his mouth. “Well, we’re leaving at three. I would love for you to come with us if you can.”

“Yeah,” I say on an exhale.

“All right, have a good night.” Dusty walks toward the glass door of the lake house.

“Thank you again for going tonight,” I yell to him.

He lifts a thumbs-up gesture into the air without turning toward me. I watch as he opens the glass door and turns out the light on the porch.

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