His Brown-Eyed Girl
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Jena wanted her to stop talking. She didn’t want to remember, but in truth she thought of that horrible night vividly almost every day. And every night.
“We came home, and Mama called cousin Nan in Dallas, and she drove through the night to get you out of Willow Creek. You lay on the backseat in a blanket and cried the whole way. I cried, too.”
Jena wrapped her arms around her waist to still the trembling.
“Cousin Nan said you could stay with her, and Mama gave her some money. I don’t know where she got it. Funny how I remember that. Mama and I returned to Willow Creek, and I didn’t realize until weeks later that you weren’t coming back. I cried myself to sleep that night.” Hil wiped away an errant tear. “For weeks I looked for newborn babies in Willow Creek. There weren’t any, except with women who had been pregnant. Do you…don’t get upset…do you think Asa might have killed it?”
Jena tensed. “Sometimes. But I don’t think even Asa could have been so cruel as to kill the baby if he thought there was a chance it was Jared’s child.”
“But he’s crazy.”
Jena stood, needing to move to stop the flood of memories.
“Jen-Jen?”
“Hmm?”
“I know you’re set on finding your baby, and I would be, too, but have you thought the child would be almost nine years old now and probably with a family who loves it dearly?”
“I’ve thought of a million scenarios.”
“It’s been a long time. You have a good life in Dallas. Wouldn’t it be best to leave the past in the past?”
“I have to know where my child is.”
“I’m afraid you’re going to get hurt again.”
“Maybe, but I’m not young and scared anymore. It’s illegal, even in Willow Creek, to steal someone’s baby, and Asa Corbett is going to pay for what he did.”
She’d come back for revenge, just as she’d told Carson. She now had access to resources for justice, and she intended to make that happen—with or without the constable’s help.
ISBN: 9781460320365
HIS BROWN-EYED GIRL
Copyright © 2013 by Amy R. Talley
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