Wildwood Road (2008)
Wildwood Road
“She had spent the better part of an hour wavering between distraught and furious, and he had endured cruel taunts and barbs right up until the moment her eyes began to flutter and close. Soon her breathing had deepened and he knew that she slept. Only then could he allow himself to feel the sting from her words. For several minutes longer he just held her, gently. She did not know what she had lost . . . only that she had lost it.
But that was a beginning, at least.
Michael slid a pillow under her head and extricated himself, making sure not to disturb her. He pulled back her bloodstained shirt and studied the long scratches she had clawed into her chest. Relief flooded him. They were mostly superficial. Warm water to clean the drying blood and some antibacterial ointment and she'd be all right. But now wasn't the time. Not while she was sleeping.
He shut off the lights and paused at the open door of the bedroom to look back in at her, limned by the moonlight that spilled in through t...he windows.MoreLess
But that was a beginning, at least.
Michael slid a pillow under her head and extricated himself, making sure not to disturb her. He pulled back her bloodstained shirt and studied the long scratches she had clawed into her chest. Relief flooded him. They were mostly superficial. Warm water to clean the drying blood and some antibacterial ointment and she'd be all right. But now wasn't the time. Not while she was sleeping.
He shut off the lights and paused at the open door of the bedroom to look back in at her, limned by the moonlight that spilled in through t...he windows.MoreLess
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