Heart Of Mercy (Tennessee Dreams) - Plot & Excerpts
Nor did he bother to knock. “Mother!” he bellowed, slamming the door behind him. He marched across the braided rug in the entryway to the base of the staircase, his boots echoing through the house with every step on the wood floor, which always shone to perfection. Too bad his mother’s life didn’t reflect the same sheen. Tarnished—that’s what she was. Tarnished, tainted, and two-faced. Well, the jig was up, the charade over, and he meant to tell her so—after he got to the bottom of this mess. “Mother!” She appeared at the top of the stairs, an open book in hand. “Well, for heaven’s sake, what is all this racket? You don’t have to scream. Should I ask you to go back out and come back in after you’ve settled down? By the way, it’s nice to see you, as well.” “Stop with the nonsense and come downstairs,” he ordered. “What? Don’t speak to me in that tone.” “I’ll speak to you as I wish, Mother. You and I have some serious things to discuss.” “Well, I never!
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