Jackson Rule by Dinah McCall

Author:Dinah McCall [McCall, Dinah]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Ex-Convicts, Contemporary, General, Romance, Ex-Convicts - Fiction, Fiction, Love Stories
ISBN: 9780061083914
Google: -O2fX0LqAQ4C
Amazon: 0061083917
Publisher: HarperTorch
Published: 1996-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

Rebecca knew before she took the turnoff toward home that the bridge over the creek just below her house would already be flooded from runoff. And while the flood stage rarely lasted long at that point, there would be no way to get home until the storm was over. Her groceries would keep, but she had no intention of sitting on a roadway in the dark and watching water rise through the glow of her headlights. Without a second thought she headed for the nursery instead. At least her office provided shelter, a bathroom, and a cot. If worse came to worst, she could spend the night there. It was, after all, her home away from home.

She parked and then stared through the windshield at the torrent of rain slashing down across its surface. Mother Nature was not making this easy for her. She took a deep breath.

“Here goes nothing.”

In the few seconds it took to get from her pickup to the door, she was soaked. Her hands were shaking as she jammed the key in the lock and then turned it. The knob slipped beneath her fingertips as she pushed all of her weight against the door, then it gave unexpectedly and she fell inside onto her knees.

She rolled onto her back, kicking the door shut with the heel of her shoe and instantly shutting out the wind and rain hammering against the door. Her heart was pounding from the burst of adrenaline, her pulse was racing from the exertion, but she was out of the storm. For the moment, she was safe.

She looked up at the ceiling and started to chuckle at what she imagined she must look like. Flat on her back in the middle of the floor, wet as a rat and laughing like an idiot. Her stomach grumbled and she started laughing even harder. She was starving to death, and all of her food was back outside in the truck…in the rain.

“Smooth move, Rebecca Ruth,” she chided herself, and groaned before rolling to her knees, then getting to her feet.

Normally, it would not be dark at this time of evening, but the clouds and the heavy rainfall had hastened nightfall. The office was shrouded in shadows, and when she tried the lights she found, to her dismay, that they didn’t work.

“Pooh,” she said. But she wasn’t afraid of the dark. She knew this place like the back of her hand.

She headed for the bathroom, hoping to find a fairly respectable towel with which to dry. She didn’t have a change of clothes, but she would settle for anything to get the water out of her hair. It was dripping down her back in the most unappealing fashion. When none was to be found, she wandered out of the bathroom on her way to the office in the back, willing to use anything as a substitute for a towel, even a spare T-shirt.

Lightning flashed and the ensuing thunder rippled overhead, rattling the windows and the floor beneath her feet.

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