Coyotewhispers
“The place looked quiet, but a raw nerve twitched deep in her belly. She wasn’t sure what it was but something felt wrong. Very wrong. Her instincts screamed run but she was done with running from Marcus and the fear he’d made her live with for months.
Steve stepped up beside her and grabbed her hand, entwining their fingers. He waited without saying a word while the others pulled up one car at a time and came to join them on the sidewalk. There wasn’t as much snow on the ground here as there had been higher up the mountain at Steve’s place, but there was enough to know nobody had walked up to the house from the street.
“Ready?” Steve gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
She sucked in a deep breath and blew it out through her mouth. “Yep. Let’s do this.”
They walked up the snow-covered path, their shoes sinking into the iced-over top with ease. Gordie wore a pair of boots Steve had loaned her, they were too big and her toes kept bashing into the steel-capped tips as her feet slid forward wi...th each step.MoreLess
Steve stepped up beside her and grabbed her hand, entwining their fingers. He waited without saying a word while the others pulled up one car at a time and came to join them on the sidewalk. There wasn’t as much snow on the ground here as there had been higher up the mountain at Steve’s place, but there was enough to know nobody had walked up to the house from the street.
“Ready?” Steve gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
She sucked in a deep breath and blew it out through her mouth. “Yep. Let’s do this.”
They walked up the snow-covered path, their shoes sinking into the iced-over top with ease. Gordie wore a pair of boots Steve had loaned her, they were too big and her toes kept bashing into the steel-capped tips as her feet slid forward wi...th each step.MoreLess
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