Hunting
“By hand, bypassing the dishwasher. She needed to think, to wash the sight of his blood from her hands. She did that first, then ran fresh water and scrubbed the plates and bowls. She needed the simple chore. To forget for a little while that he could have died.
Ruthie was unusually quiet, and had been since the moment Jules had ushered her out of Meredith and Kenneth’s house. She hadn’t asked any questions, but continued to stare at Jules from the doorframe between the living room and kitchen, ...his dogs standing at her back.
“Momma Jules, why are you sad?” Tiny hands wrapped around Jules’ pant leg. She’d changed into scrubs at the hospital, while waiting for Malachi to be sewn up.
She still wore those borrowed cotton.
The man would be just fine.
The bullet had been a through-and-through, sliding in one side of him and out the other, doing minimal damage. It hadn’t even nicked his small intestine, which had been her first fear. He’d been so damned lucky! Quarter of an inch in any direction and it could have been so much worse.MoreLess
Ruthie was unusually quiet, and had been since the moment Jules had ushered her out of Meredith and Kenneth’s house. She hadn’t asked any questions, but continued to stare at Jules from the doorframe between the living room and kitchen, ...his dogs standing at her back.
“Momma Jules, why are you sad?” Tiny hands wrapped around Jules’ pant leg. She’d changed into scrubs at the hospital, while waiting for Malachi to be sewn up.
She still wore those borrowed cotton.
The man would be just fine.
The bullet had been a through-and-through, sliding in one side of him and out the other, doing minimal damage. It hadn’t even nicked his small intestine, which had been her first fear. He’d been so damned lucky! Quarter of an inch in any direction and it could have been so much worse.MoreLess
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