It was hard to keep track of the days, especially since he did little more than sleep, but the rest was doing his body good. He was growing stronger now, staying awake more often. Hattie Mae was giving him fewer doses of laudanum, too. As he stirred from dream to consciousness, Willie perceived a...
Tom Henderson figured he ought to be glad—damned glad—she was coming to Sunset, but all he really felt was a lot of guilt. Or maybe it was shame. Most likely, a good dose of both. But how else was he supposed to feel? No point mincing words. Some truths couldn’t be avoided. His mother was a drunk...
So much, Kat worried that her lovely face might be frozen in a perpetual look of displeasure. Worse, Kat blamed herself. She knew she was the reason for her mother’s unhappiness. “Really, Katherine, you’ve got to get over this stubbornness. Men don’t like that sort of thing in a wife.” “First, I ...