The Red-Hot Cajun by Sandra Hill

Author:Sandra Hill
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Romance, Cajuns, Contemporary
ISBN: 0446195936
Publisher: Warner
Published: 2005-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

The Big Apple didn’t seem so rosy

Valerie had been back in Manhattan for more than a day now, and nothing seemed the same.

Her small apartment with its tasteful furniture and lack of clutter seemed cold to her. The Bayou Black landscape painting on the wall that she’d inherited from a great-great-grandmother was a pale imitation of the real thing. The much-prized view of the Hudson River from her living room window was nothing compared to a bayou stream in the middle of nowhere.

She should have been preparing for her upcoming meeting with Elton and then Mr. Goodman. Instead she continued to read the fascinating material she’d picked up in the Houma bookstore on the demise of the bayou. Especially Mr. Tidwell’s book, which read like a nonfiction novel and gave a poignant but alarming view of what was happening to her very own homeland.

And wasn’t it surprising that she had suddenly developed an attachment to her native Southern Louisiana? Perhaps the love she’d had at one time for that primitive land, when her father used to take her on bayou expeditions, had lain dormant all this time. Perhaps she’d purposely tried to hate the very thing she loved . . . because he had left. Certainly something to think about.

Just before she was about to go out the door, the phone rang. Her heart skipped a beat. Could it be René?

No such luck.

“Hello, is this Val?” a thick Cajun female voice asked.

“Tante Lulu? Is something wrong? Oh my God! Did something happen to René?” The idiot could have staple-gunned his hand, or been attacked by an alligator, or been gunned down by some fanatic oil company hired gun.

The old lady chuckled. “I knew you cared about the boy.” Thirty-five years old, and she still considered René a boy.

“Why did you call?”

“Oh, I was jist wonderin’ iffen ya had a chance to talk to Richard Simmons yet.”

Is she crazy? “No, I haven’t, and I don’t expect to anytime soon. I’m off to a business meeting right now.”

Instead of arguing with her or apologizing for interrupting her busy day, Tante Lulu went off on a tangent. “Do ya s’pose ya could pick me up sumpin’ afore ya come back home to the bayou?”

“I’m not sure I’ll be coming back. Anytime soon,” she added to avoid her asking about that issue.

Not to worry. Tante Lulu skipped right over that important fact. “Charmaine bought me some panties at that Saxy Fifth Avenue store a few years back. They wuz really comfortable, dint ride up in the crack or nuthin’. Me, I cain’t find them anywheres ’round here. White cotton. Sexy Lady label. Size two. And, by the by, René sure is missin’ you.”

How the old lady moved from one subject to another was unbelievable. Sort of a stream of consciousness-type of one-way conversation. But who cared about that? René misses me. She smiled widely.

“He started to go out on job interviews today. Wore a suit and everythin’. Even his red chili pepper tie. Whooee, he looked handsome, that boy did.

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