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"Which ets out," she huffed, and I stiffened
"Is that a threat?" Trent’s voice was hard "Are you sure you want to do that? Again?"
Landon cleared his throat, but the words had been spoken Crap on toast Trent had a ruthless streak as wide as Jenks’s He’d once stoppedin his life-- Nick for the hell of it would have left a mark I didn’t want, but TrentHe felt as if he was already lost and had no such cos for the hell of it"
And Ellasbeth had just called hi, Jenks landed on the doorknob, probably to keep , not yours," he said
"Shhh," I de our daughter to associate with a demon!" Ellasbeth exclaimed "If you were anyone else, Lucy would be mine by the child abuse laws!"
My lips parted, and I felt o white
"Lucy doesn’t care what Rachel is," Trent said, his voice barely above a whisper "That’s the world I want her to grow up into, and by God, Ellasbeth, if I find out you said anything to make Lucy or Ray question Rachel’s worth, I will never let you see either of theain"
"Then" Ellasbeth’s voice obbly "I thoughtyou were very clear on your stance at the zoo"
"Ah, Ellasbeth?" Landon said, as if not liking the hope in her voice anyto take her by force, deht that was alreadyto control the situation You are not in charge I a started in my middle I kneho Trent hat he was , seen it firsthand and tried to pretend it wasn’t there Don’t call his bluff, Ellasbeth Don’t Butif Trent and Ellasbeth found a way to make this workDa Trent and I had found ending far too soon
"I just want to see my child," Ellasbeth pleaded
Jenks snorted, his dust shifting to an irate orange "What a little squirrel sack"
"I find that hard to believe when you shoith Landon," Trent said, and I waved Jenks off the doorknob
Jenks flew up, startled "They aren’t done yet!" he protested, and I tugged the door so it would squeak "Rache, you need to work on this spying thing Your tiet in there before he does soain," I said, and the pixy snickered Fro of motion I knew h the back living rooly look off my face before I went into the kitchen
But it was obvious I’d heard soainst her straw-blond hair She sat stiffly at Ivy’s big farether, and a crea Her coat was still on, and it matched her heels If I had to describe her in a feords, it would be professional, smart, classic beauty, and probably in that order Devious, backstabbing, and self-serving would also be on the list
On the surface, she was a perfect match for Trent’s perfection--except he didn’t love her It hadn’t otten a taste of freedo back I felt a flash of pride that I’d been a part of that But nowI wasn’t sure
As if sensingat the sink The tension rose as the silence stretched Trent was unusually ruffled, and as soon as he looked from her, Ellasbeth frowned at his casual shoes--thenwhy I felt the need to explainnot to showto shake his hand, and I stiffened when the young e to do just that Trent cleared his throat, and Landon changed hishis unworked, tan hands on the back of her chair The center counter was more or less between us I’d rather have it be a continent God! I’d give a lot to knohy Trent trusted hiray suit that set off his blond hair and green eyes A traditional cylindrical hat of his clergy profession ive him an exotic air I was sure he had an even more traditional prayer hat under it and probably a ribbon in his pocket I knew Trent did, though I seldoot into trouble, and that hadn’t happened in alether?
Landon sood to see you again, Rachel"
Jenks snickered as he landed in the hanging rack "I’ll bet," he said under his breath, and Ellasbeth’s forced s for a daers "I wasn’t expecting you" I wasn’t going to shake her hand either
"Neither was I" Trent’s head was down over his phone as he texted so to bet it was to Quen or Jon to double security on the girls
Ellasbeth stood as I tossed the rag into the sink, and I froze when she stood, hand extended Great My hands were clammy from the cloth, and I wiped the in on you like this," she said, and I watched her face as we shook, thinking that her hair looked fake next to Trent’s transparent wispiness, and her voice had lost its musical cadence
Her hand slipped fro The last tiic users and hired guns with the intention of forcibly taking Lucy and Ray And Ray wasn’t even her child
"Well, this is about as co a nad fairy in your eldest son’s bedroo down and pooling on the counter like mercury
Ellasbeth’s eye twitched, and she dropped back a step "Lucy isto Trent as he closed his phone with a snap
"Then you shouldn’t have forced that barbaric, outdated tradition onht this on yourself The church can’t help you It’s a legal issue, not a moral one"