Keeping Secrets (2014)
“They were on the Graubarts’ home place, two hundred acres of pine, oak and sweet gum that Bernie’s mother, Mary Ann, had inherited from her father, Mr. Tim. It was good land for hunting and fishing.
Each of them was ruddy-faced in the crisp air of a cool Saturday afternoon, and each carried a rifle thrown over a shoulder. Ahead of them, her russet-and-black flags flying, raced Bernie’s Gordon setter, Molly.
“Look at that dog snuffling all over the place as if she had good sense,” Herman said. “She’d point an egg-salad sandwich as soon as a quail.”
“And we’re about as likely to shoot one, too,” said Bernie.
“Are we out here to hunt or to run our mouths?” asked Emma. “If you-all don’t shut up, there’s not going to be a bird left in twelve parishes.”
Herman grinned. There was almost nothing Emma ever said that Herman didn’t want to hear.
The first time Bernie had brought this long, tall blonde home, Herman had fallen in love—and the feeling was mutual.
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