Here's another lttle piece
from The Stepbrothers
Clint and Samantha
have spent a few weeks
in the cabin undistrubed
by anything or any one.
An event ( no spoil here)
has unsettled the peace
that formed between them.
But the appearance of an intruder chances everything:
Clint rolled up the papers and put them away and the
rest of the day was strained between them. The evening would be even worse.
After dinner she watched him strap on his holster and check his gun to be sure
it was loaded.
“I’ll be back around dawn. I’m going hunting. Night.”
Clint turned, slung the canteen’s strap over one shoulder and closed the door behind him. Yelling ensued outside the door and she heard him say,“Samantha,
drop the bar.”
Then nothing but silence.
“Damn him, damn, damn,” she cried out as she threw the dishes toward the bucket to soak. They flew through the air but never made the bucket and both crashed to the floor. One broke into pieces while the other bounced twice and landed still in one piece.
Unnerved by the idea of being alone, she stayed up late into the night playing solitaire until her head bobbed. Finally she crawled into bed. It was not only empty feeling but cold as well.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Clint was back and pounding on the door.
“Okay, okay, I’m coming.” Eyes half open Samantha lifted the bar and flung open the door. She’d decided to give him a nasty piece of her mind upon his return.
“Clint we neeee…”
The man standing there wasn’t Clint. Instantly his foot was in the threshold preventing her from slamming the door shut.
“Well, well. What do we have here?” He took another
step inside the cabin while she took another step back while eyeing the door.
“There ain’t no need for that little lady.” He followed her eyes and saw her considering her chances of escape.
“Where’s Clint? He’s expecting me. I done brought provisions.”
“You’re in his home, Ma’am.”
“Yes, I know. I’m sorry. I was asleep. He should be here any second, he went out to feed the horses early today,” Samantha lied wrapping her arms around herself. She was trying to decide if the man was friend or foe.
The man didn’t respond in words, but his facial expression screamed at her…liar…liar. The pink blush spreading across her cheeks didn’t help her case none either.
Thanks for stopping by. If you would like to be reminded of the release date please fill out contact sheet.(never ever shared)
Please be sweet and send a tweet before you go!