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Hello all! My name is V.L. Locey. I am a self-published and
traditionally published author that lives in the mountains of Pennsylvania with
my husband of over twenty-one years, my seventeen year old daughter, a herd of
dairy goats, chickens, geese, ducks, turkeys, two dogs, two cats, and a
partridge in a pear tree. For more info about me and contact links, check out
the author bio tab up above.
Enough about me, let`s get back to Wind in White Birch and our lovers Jonah and Dana.
Wind in White
pulled into my apartment complex my heart dropped into my knees. Jonah`s truck
was not in the slot beside my battered old jalopy. Rhett was a bubbling fount
of feeling good. He had babbled non-stop since his discharge, his mouth running
steadily as we waited for his antibiotic prescription at the hospital pharmacy.
It was amazing how quickly the child bounced back. If only I could be so
rubbery with the terrible curve-balls life threw at me.
for the ride,” I yawned right in Rhick`s face. He was too exhausted to care.
Rhett was already unbuckled and halfway out the door when I snapped at him to
be patient, “I`d invite you in for coffee but you need to go home.”
I`m headed there now. I`ll call this evening to see how he`s doing,” Rhick
replied then leaned over to kiss my cheek. I stiffened and blinked at him like
an owl before I exited stage left, my son`s clammy hand in mine. Rhett waved
brightly, his cheeks pink from cold and illness. I tugged him to the stairs. Up
we went my eyes and mind on that kiss. Sure, it was just on the cheek but it
was steeped in familiarity. Was my ex trying to tell me something? Should I
listen to the subtle hints? We had been happy for a very long time and I was so
very tired of being alone. Maybe he had seen the error of his ways. People do
change and sometimes-
my son yelped and pulled from my grip. I froze on the steps.
little man,” Mr. Big Deer smiled, standing then sweeping my boy from his feet.
“You look lots better than you did the last time I saw you,” Jonah said,
holding Rhett on his hip with ease. I slowly climbed the last four steps, my
keys suddenly very heavy in my hand.
Jonah said tentatively as I slid past him to my door.
thought you went home when I didn`t see your truck,” I said, not looking at him
or my son, just concentrating on getting the key into the lock smoothly.
to move it. Your neighbor below came up and explained how you don`t pay for a
guest slot. Must be they sit up all night waiting for parking infractions to
occur,” he teased, getting a small giggle from Rhett.
stopped turning the key in the lock and looked over my shoulder at Jonah.
long have you been sitting out here?”
I didn`t believe him. I got them
both inside as quickly as I could. The apartment felt overly warm to me and had
a faint stink of sickness about it. I needed to get that dirty bedding into the
wash as soon as possible. Jonah dropped my son on the couch.
we going to go to the -”
slow down slick,” I said as I pulled my right arm out of my coat. “The doctor
said to rest.”
feel good. Jonah, tell her I feel good. You said I look better!” the boy
wheedled. Jonah wisely side-stepped the puppy eyes and quivering lower lip act.
mom`s the boss,” he said. I nodded then made my way down the hall after getting
Rhett situated on the coach with some snacks and juice and SpongeBob on the TV.
exiting the bathroom with dirty towels, washcloths and my ruined dress when I
saw Jonah in the doorway. His arms were folded over his chest, his head was
tipped downward slightly, and his eyes were unfathomable onyx lakes.
wanted to apologize about the hospital,” he murmured. Childish laughter rolled
down the corridor. I felt oddly exposed in just my slip so I bunched up the
laundry to hide my breasts. He noticed the subtle shift in attitude because his
shoulders stiffened slightly.
you probably should do that,” I said, shuffling from one foot to the other, my
toes growing chilled through my pantyhose.
you’re mad,” he said softly, never moving forward or back nervously as I was.
The only sign of his unease was the tapping of his fingers on his biceps. “I
was out of line.”
you were.” Funny how there are times you want to throw yourself at a man while
also wanting to kick him right in the balls. “I know there`s bad blood between
you and Rhick . . .”
snorted and began to study the floor tile yet I carried on.
“. . . But you need to be the better man, Jonah.
Rhick is dealing with a lot at the moment and-”
head snapped up. “Rhick is dealing
with a lot? What about what we`re
dealing with, Dana?” he asked, waving his arm to indicate him, me, the
apartment, Rhett, and the whole world I suppose. “We`re trying to make
something here and his bullshit is not helping!”
need to keep your voice down,” I hissed. He filled the tiny bathroom then
closed the door with a soft push. “Despite what happens Rhick is still Rhett`s
well aware of that fact, trust me,” Jonah snapped. His emotions were broiling
out of him now. “I`m fond of the boy too, Dana,” he admitted on a rush of
breath. “I`m just getting tired of being treated like I`m some sort of
disposable thing when the ex is around.”
What the hell are you talking about?”
I asked heatedly. He ran his hand over the back of his neck and sucked a huge
breath in through his nose then released it slowly. “Rhick is his father,
Jonah, there is no changing that. I don`t make the rules. If it were up to me I
would have had you back there with us. I just can`t have you two going at each
other like that, not in front of Rhett.” I moved my head so that I could look up
at him. Deep lines of unease were hugging the corners of his mouth. “Rhett
loves his father and he`s damned fond of you as well. I am doing my best to
raise my son to use peaceful methods to resolve his problems. Seeing the two
men he admires most throwing punches is not the way to win my heart, Jonah.”
know, I`m sorry. I just lost it. Where does he get off trying to manhandle
you?” the man hissed through clenched teeth. I hugged the dirty linen closer to
think you overreacted. Rhick has never raised a hand to me, ever. If you would
have just stayed in the visitor`s lounge.
I belonged? Is that what you were going to say?” he asked in a monotone.
wasn`t sure I wouldn`t rather face his anger. My denial never had time to be
spoken. Jonah was out of the bathroom faster than I could gather my wits. It
was the sound of the front door closing with force that jolted me from my
stupor. I hurried out into the living room to find my son sound asleep on the
couch and Jonah gone. It was right there with vomit-stained clothing and bed sheets
in my arms that I started to cry silently.