the Stranger's Secrets (2010) by Williamson Beth

Author:Williamson, Beth [Beth, Williamson,]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2011-01-14T19:06:16.687000+00:00

The doctor’s office was sandwiched between the post office and the mortician. Sarah didn’t know if that was a comment on his status in the town or whether it was the only building available. She was hoping it was the latter.

Her choking and coughing fit had been the right move, she was sure of it. The sheriff couldn’t well let her expire right there in front of him if indeed he had any evidence she was a murderer.

Justice liked to hear the neck crack at the end of the noose, after all.

Whitman’s entire body was strung tighter than a guitar string. Instead of the warm, supple chest and arms she was used to, he was stiff and unbending. If she poked him with a stick, it might just break off.

Of course, pretending to choke made it hard to breathe. She started to get light-headed and clung on to his jacket.

“Don’t push your luck, Mrs. Kendrick,” Whit said.

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

The sheriff pounded on the whitewashed door until a bespectacled young man no older than Sarah’s boots appeared. “What’s happening?”

“Got a train passenger choking on her food, Ben. Can you take a look at her?” The sheriff pushed past the boy before he could answer. “The quicker the better.”

The young man pushed up his glasses and peered at them. “Who are they?”

“Boy, get your ass in here,” Miller bellowed from inside the house. “I’ve got things to be done and I can’t be waiting on you.”

Why had Sarah ever though Sam Miller was handsome? He was a bully, that was for certain. She wiped the hair from her forehead and tried to get a good look at Ben as Whit carried her into the house.

He nearly knocked her unconscious as he banged her head into the doorway. She yelped in pain and dug her nails into his arm. To anyone watching them, they likely appeared as a normal couple.

However, that certainly wasn’t the case.

“What happened to her?” Ben squeaked from behind them.

“I told ya, she was choking on her eggs.” A few bangs sounded from a room to the right.

From what Sarah saw of the house it was cluttered with journals, books, and an odd assortment of knickknacks on shelves, tables, and chairs. Apparently Ben was a bit of a collector.

“Follow the noise. The examining room is on the right.” Ben loped along behind them.

Whit managed to get her through the door without knocking her head off her shoulders at least. The bastard pinched her behind as he set her on the table. Obviously having seen better days, the thing creaked under her weight.

She had to restrain herself from smacking her “husband.” He was pushing her beyond where she’d accept his behavior, fake marriage or not.

“Ben, this here’s Mr. and Mrs. Kendrick. Fix her.” Miller crossed his arms and filled the doorway with his bulk.

“This is the doctor?” Whit sounded as incredulous as Sarah felt. “He’s barely old enough to blow his own nose.”

“I assure you, Mr. Kendrick, I’m almost thirty and have been a physician for more than eight years.

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