by Barbara Pelt Wed Apr 18, 2012 3:05 pm
*Gordon's calm acceptance of what I said was more disquieting if he yelled and ranted. I had prepared for this to go badly not him wanting to fix all my mistakes. I walk over to sit in his lap placing my left arm over his shoulders. I place my forehead against his and say a small voice above a whisper.*
Daddy I am not worried about those weres, they are mercenaries, time will catch up to them. I would have never asked for you to give up your poker game, I know it's your bonding time with boys. A mother knows if their children hurt, we feel the pain they do, I feel Debbie's pain Gordon, I hear her howls of pain and rage deep inside me. I know she's gone because she wouldn't worry us like this. I am sure that woman Sookie Stackhouse that Alcide flaunted all over Jackson had something to do with her death.
*I place a quick kiss on his lips, making a move to stand Gordon helped me off his lap, I walk to the closet opening the door pulling a spring print dress off a hanger and picking up a pair of pumps, I carry them to the bed quickly slipping on the dress and sliding my feet into the shoes. I feel Gordon's eyes on me as I dress. I look at him smiling saying.*
Daddy dearest I didn't thaw out anything for dinner, would you mind going out to eat? I was thinking that steak resturant you love so much. I just love their citrus salmon. All I need to do is grab my purse and I will be ready. Unless you are too tired and want me to throw something together?