Robards, Karen by Ghost Moon

Author:Ghost Moon [Moon, Ghost]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-10-28T15:46:52+00:00

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KAREN ROBARDS

GHOST MOON

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bearing a tray piled high with crackers and grapes and chunks of yellow cheese, Belinda stopped to look Olivia over with disapproval.

“She’s fine, Belinda,” Calhe reproved, her voice low so that the others wouldn’t overhear.

“I really need to go in and take a shower Olivia began, edging forward in hopes that Belinda would move away from the door.

“Oh, look, Mama, there’s Seth! I told you he wouldn’t be long!” Mallory had been sitting on the swing beside an older, look-alike blond woman who Olivia guessed was her mother. She jumped up, moving to the rail and waving, presumably at Seth. Grasping the edge of the screen that Belinda still held ajar, Olivia reffised to look around to make sure. She could only hope that the mark on his cheek had faded by this time. What the present company would make of that she didn’t even want to guess.

“Why, he’s covered with mud, too!” Belinda said loudly, the placement of her body in the doorway preventing Olivia from edging past her. Her gaze, sharp with malice, swung back to Olivia. “Whatever have you two been doing together?”

All eyes turned toward Olivia. Mallory’s and her mother’s went round as they weighed the evidence on Olivia’s legs. Carl, who had almost reached the bottleneck at the door, looked at her mud-covered calves and frowned.

“Making mud pies,” Olivia said, smiling sweetly at the gathered company. Then, to Belinda, she said with just the barest hint of bite, “I really do need to take a shower. If you’ll just let me by . - .”

There was nothing else Belinda could do but step

aside. Let Seth explain, Olivia thought, and made her escape.

He must have come up with something reasonable, because later, when she was fresh out of the bath and headed toward her bedroom, Olivia heard him laughing as though he hadn’t a care in the world. The sound floated to her ears from the diming room, where the company had gathered for dinner.

Not for anything—not even chicken in sauce piquante, which, from the smell, was what they were having-was Olivia going back downstairs. When Martha came in search of her, she pleaded a headache. Kind Martha brought her up a plate. Sara put in an appearance around tenish, having had supper with Chloe in her room. After Sara’s bath, and the obligatory bedtime story, Olivia finally went to her room and crawled into bed. She was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Of course, given the way her day had gone, she dreamed about the lake. She could hear the voices calling to her-Run. Run away!—as she stood on the shore, just as she had that afternoon. But in her dream she was able to identify the source of the voice: It belonged to her mother, a tiny, barely glimpsed figure desperately flailing in the center of the turbulent water. As Olivia watched in horror, her mother called out a warning one more time and then disappeared from view. Olivia

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