Where the Four Winds Meet, a Humorous Western Super Romance - Page 94

There was a note propped up on the kitchen countertop.  Curiously, she picked it up, carefully avoiding the smears of mustard and catsup blotches, then read, "Gone to the hills to search for Peppergut.  See ya later.  Bean."

For the first time in a long while she had the place to herself - and she welcomed the silence.  

First, she took a long bubble bath then dressed in a silver jumpsuit.

Bean had yet to return; Sonny, too.  Perhaps he had joined his mother, returning with her to Lubbock she wistfully considered.

A quick call to the hospital confirmed that English was resting peacefully and all was well.  And then she heard the van and peeking out the window, she confirmed her suspicions.

Sonny ambled into the house, his face looking serious and tense.  It was the first time that she could actually remember being frightened of him.

He settled into the sofa and she eased into the large stuffed chair.

"Did-did you get your mother off?" she managed, feeling a bit like the groping Hiram by the pond this morning.  Had it only been this morning?

"She'll be on the first available afternoon flight tomorrow, after she gets her mouth repaired.  I got her a room in Dalton and she can taxi into the big city. But enough about Mother. We both know what I want to talk about, Farrell," he told her, his eyes soaring over her uncomfortable looking face.

"Sonny.  Perhaps you best go stay with her tonight - make sure that she gets to that dentist and on her flight-"

"Are you having an affair with him?"

“What!”

“The cowboy. Are you having an affair with him?”

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