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- Books by Lori Wick
- About the Author
He watches you all the time. Just like Scott used to.
That doesnt mean hes in love with me. Kates words didnt convince Marcail who just stared at her older sister and gnawed on her lower lip. In fact, Kates words didnt convince herself.
There had been a few signs, she realized that now. But the whole idea had been inconceivable to her. They were cousins! When theyd first met she thought he was quiet, because all he did was stare silently at her. But she saw now that shed taken him by surprise.
Kaitlin put her paper aside and went to her room. She prayed a long time about the situation. When she came down for lunch she was feeling some better and was almost relieved to find that Percy was absent.
Over the next few days Kate was very aware of Percys actions toward her and knew that what Marcail had seen was true. Her cousin was infatuated with her.
Kate ended up in Seans room one night talking to him about the way she felt. Hed taken his parents room upon Percys return.
I just feel so bad. I feel like Ive done something to encourage him.
I dont think you have, Kate. I mean youre nice to people and he must have thought you liked him, well you know, in that way.
But I dont and even if I did Sean, Percy and I are cousins! The thought was so clearly distasteful to her that Sean laughed.
Does it feel strange to be in this room? Kaitlin asked when the laughter died down.
A little. But in some ways I feel closer to Mother. Her clothes and things are still in here and I kind of like seeing them.
Kaitlin nodded in understanding and walked around the room. She reached out to touch a handkerchief that lay on the dresser. The small scrap of cloth still held their mothers fragrance. The scent brought tears to the young womans eyes. She took a moment to gather her emotions and then told Sean she was headed to the library to get her book and then to bed. Sean lifted the handkerchief after she left and his own tears came as he held it tightly in his hand.
If you would just talk to me. Maybe I can help.
Just leave it, Mother. You know I dont like to be nagged.
But Percy
Mother and son were in the library in a heated discussion as Kaitlin came down the stairs. That their voices were agitated did not register with her until she was close enough to hear every word.
I mean it, Mother. Now just leave me alone.
Its Kaitlin, isnt it?
I dont know what youre talking about. Percys voice was strained, belying his words.
Yes, you do. Youre in love with her, Maureen accused.
Percys chin jutted out on those accusatory words. And what if I am?