Awakening - Book of Fire (Blood Heritage #1) by Krista Gray-Fee Page B
Authors: Krista Gray-Fee
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families, so James eagerly plans a visit to the third girl’s home, but this is a whole different ball game. His heart is sinking as he drives into the yard; this will not be a pleasant experience. Maggie has been raised in a small trailer home well off the beaten path. The yard is overgrown in some areas and has worn down to mostly dirt patches in others. There are animals running around all over; large dogs run at the car, barking and snarling. Pulling up close to the house, he pulls his sidearm just in case one of the dogs gets the wrong idea deciding to attack. He instructs Jackson to remain in the vehicle but to cover him from the open driver's side window.
The stress level of this interview hits extreme highs. The dogs luckily are more bark than bite, and once James exits the vehicle they scamper off, barking from a safe distance. Another sign of abuse he thinks to himself; this doesn't look good for poor Maggie . At least the other girls came from loving environments, this looks like a textbook bad situation . Before the gruff man of the house answers the door, James has already decided mom is not in the picture. This is the home of a single man, and it looks like a mean one.
The man behind the rickety screen is well muscled and far taller the James. His first instinct drives him to put his hand near the weapon he unfortunately re-holstered once he realized there was no threat from the hounds. Feeling a bit less stressed as he realizes Jackson still has his back from the car, he instead reaches his hand out in a gesture of greeting. The men shake hands and Rick does not hold back his show of brute strength, taking James by the hand and squeezing. For a moment James thinks he might have to break the contact, but he knows he doesn't dare. This is an unspoken challenge between men and he intends to hold his ground. Earning himself enough respect to get the conversation started Rick asks James "what the hell do you want?"
"I’m here about your daughter Maggie. We’re looking into her death and I know you’ve already spoken with police before, but I was hoping I might take a moment of your time to get to know her and to see her room. I want to make sure nothing is missed." The man's demeanor shifts and he seemingly melts under the pain of his loss. It’s at this moment James realizes this brute of a man truly loves his daughter.
Rick invites him in, and James is surprised to see the interior of the home is well kept and though old and rough, it is clean. There are signs of a woman's touch, from the lace trimmed pillows on the worn sofa to some photographs of flowers on the wall. Rick gestures to the photos and explains that his daughter loved taking pictures: " She saw beauty in everything. Even the ugliest mutt was a special friend to her. She had such an open heart. All those ruffian beasts out there are her rescues. They don't like me much but I still feed them for her, she would have wanted it that way. Seems that I’m stuck with them now that she’s gone." He shows James to a tiny bedroom with walls covered in drawings and photographs similar to the ones in the living room.
The general atmosphere is one of cheerfulness and artistic admiration of all things nature. She photographed each of the dogs in ways that make them look friendly and loving. She must have had a very special touch with animals. Her clothes are neatly folded and stacked on an old bookshelf. She has a journal but it’s full of doodles and quotes. This had been a happy girl. James kicks himself for making the snap judgement he’d come to earlier regarding this home and its inhabitants. He, of all people, should have known first appearances are not always what they seem.
This man is just as much a victim of his circumstances as Maggie. His wife dying of cancer after three years of battling the disease from every possible angle. Leaving them buried in medical bills after insurance allotments ran out, it was all way
The stress level of this interview hits extreme highs. The dogs luckily are more bark than bite, and once James exits the vehicle they scamper off, barking from a safe distance. Another sign of abuse he thinks to himself; this doesn't look good for poor Maggie . At least the other girls came from loving environments, this looks like a textbook bad situation . Before the gruff man of the house answers the door, James has already decided mom is not in the picture. This is the home of a single man, and it looks like a mean one.
The man behind the rickety screen is well muscled and far taller the James. His first instinct drives him to put his hand near the weapon he unfortunately re-holstered once he realized there was no threat from the hounds. Feeling a bit less stressed as he realizes Jackson still has his back from the car, he instead reaches his hand out in a gesture of greeting. The men shake hands and Rick does not hold back his show of brute strength, taking James by the hand and squeezing. For a moment James thinks he might have to break the contact, but he knows he doesn't dare. This is an unspoken challenge between men and he intends to hold his ground. Earning himself enough respect to get the conversation started Rick asks James "what the hell do you want?"
"I’m here about your daughter Maggie. We’re looking into her death and I know you’ve already spoken with police before, but I was hoping I might take a moment of your time to get to know her and to see her room. I want to make sure nothing is missed." The man's demeanor shifts and he seemingly melts under the pain of his loss. It’s at this moment James realizes this brute of a man truly loves his daughter.
Rick invites him in, and James is surprised to see the interior of the home is well kept and though old and rough, it is clean. There are signs of a woman's touch, from the lace trimmed pillows on the worn sofa to some photographs of flowers on the wall. Rick gestures to the photos and explains that his daughter loved taking pictures: " She saw beauty in everything. Even the ugliest mutt was a special friend to her. She had such an open heart. All those ruffian beasts out there are her rescues. They don't like me much but I still feed them for her, she would have wanted it that way. Seems that I’m stuck with them now that she’s gone." He shows James to a tiny bedroom with walls covered in drawings and photographs similar to the ones in the living room.
The general atmosphere is one of cheerfulness and artistic admiration of all things nature. She photographed each of the dogs in ways that make them look friendly and loving. She must have had a very special touch with animals. Her clothes are neatly folded and stacked on an old bookshelf. She has a journal but it’s full of doodles and quotes. This had been a happy girl. James kicks himself for making the snap judgement he’d come to earlier regarding this home and its inhabitants. He, of all people, should have known first appearances are not always what they seem.
This man is just as much a victim of his circumstances as Maggie. His wife dying of cancer after three years of battling the disease from every possible angle. Leaving them buried in medical bills after insurance allotments ran out, it was all way
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