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- About the Author
What about, Percy? Kate smiled kindly and stood expectantly several feet in front of her cousin, in the library.
Percy was suddenly tongue-tied. Both of Kates black dresses were being pressed and so shed slipped into a light-weight spring fabric of green and yellow. Percy found her enchanting.
The warm expectant smile slowly died on Kaitlins face as Percys gaze grew intense. Kates brain was telling her to get out of the room but she was so surprised she reacted too late. In the next instant Percys arms were around her, attempting to pull her close. Kates hands were on his chest pushing with all her strength.
Ive wanted to hold you from the moment I saw you, Percy whispered. Please dont fight me, Kaitlin. Percys head came forward and he tried to kiss her.
No, Percy! Kaitlin gasped as she twisted from side to side. She opened her mouth to call for help when a voice spoke in the doorway.
Get your hands off my sister. The voice was deadly cold and Percy froze in surprise. It was enough. Kate took advantage of the loosening of his arms and twisted free. She had just arrived at Seans side when Maureen and Marcail stepped through the door.
Maureens gaze went from her white-faced disheveled niece and furious nephew to her stone-faced son. Something clutched around Maureens heart and for the first time in her life she truly saw Percy for the immature, selfish and spoiled man that he was. Before she could say anything, Sean made a quick decision and spoke.
Aunt Maureen, we appreciate all youve done but well be moving to Santa Rosa. Theres a possible teaching position there for Kate. Well be leaving in the morning.
Sean could see hed shocked his aunt speechless. But he wasnt finished. He turned to his cousin and spoke in a voice so like his fathers that both his sisters and aunt could only stare at him.
If you ever touch my sister again, Ill thrash you to within an inch of your life. Sean did not wait for an answer before he ushered his sisters from the room.
Hed seen a flicker of fear in his cousins eyes and knew hed been taken seriously. The truth was that hed never hit anyone in his life, but he also knew, with the way he was feeling right then, that he was more than capable of carrying out his threat.
Who will we live with? Marcail wanted to know.
Well figure that out when we get to Santa Rosa, her brother told her. The Donovan children had been talking for over an hour. They had all three prayed and tried to think of what their father would have done in the same circumstances.
The problem is that this would never have happened if Father had been here, Sean stated logically. I am really sorry, Kate.
Stop apologizing.
But if Id listened to you last night