Will o' the Wisp by Lucy Naylor Kubash

Author:Lucy Naylor Kubash [Kubash, Lucy Naylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Reunion Romance, Country Setting, Horses, Single Mother, Secret Baby
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2019-06-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Shane finished washing up from surgery and sterilized the instruments he had used to stitch the collie’s wounds. Sedated and with antibiotics flowing in her system, Gypsy rested in one of the recovery cages. She would survive, but she might never run as fast after the horses again.

The entire time he’d worked on her, thoughts about what could possibly have caused the wounds ran through his mind. On the ride to the clinic, Lizzie hadn’t talked much, and, not wanting to traumatize her more, he’d hesitated probing his daughter for information. But he was pretty sure it was no pack of coyotes that attacked Gypsy.

I don’t like what I think did it.

Except, at some point, he had to admit the truth.

Dimming the lights in the clinic, he opened the connecting door to Matthew Brewster’s house and the kitchen where he’d left Lizzie feeding the kittens. Three empty bottles sat on the table, but there was no sign of her or her charges. He continued on into the living room where he found the fuzzy rascals snuggled together in their basket on the sofa beside his sound asleep daughter. Crouching down for a minute, he studied her sweet face and once again marveled at the feeling of protectiveness welled up within him. He tucked back the wisps of dark hair that had escaped her long braids, hovering his hand when she sighed and murmured something in her sleep.

Slipping his arms beneath her, he lifted Lizzie from the sofa and carried her to the bedroom where he’d slept when he lived with Matthew. Since coming back, he’d bunked on the sofa, because the twin bed was too short for him now. He hadn’t really spent much time in this room except to stash his duffle bags and a backpack in here. He realized now it probably hadn’t been used in all the years he’d been gone and needed a good cleaning, but the bed was neatly made, something that hadn’t always been true when it’d been his room.

He laid Lizzie down on top of the faded brown, corduroy bedspread and pulled off her sneakers. She had changed from her boots and riding clothes, stained with Gypsy’s blood, into the shorts, sneakers, and T-shirt he had grabbed for her from a laundry basket in Allison’s house. He found a clean sheet in the dresser and drew it over her, in case she was chilled during the night. There was a night-light on the bed stand, the one he’d always used because he didn’t like to awaken in a dark room, even as a teenager. He switched it on. Glancing around, he wondered if he should do anything else, when his gaze rested on the high school and sports memorabilia that still adorned the walls, desk, and bookshelf. Matthew hadn’t changed a thing in here since he had left on the bus ten years ago. Having lost the only home he’d ever known when his grandmother died, he had hung onto anything with meaning to him while he lived with Matthew.

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