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Authors: Cassandra Black
“I don’t think she’ll bite.”
Cynthia picked up on his flirtatious undertone.
Carson put his hand in hers.
Cynthia mouthed a thank you before Dex dipped his head and rode off in the distance.
The boy looked up at Cynthia staring at Dex’s wide frame galloping away on top of the horse.
He tugged at her hand so she would look down at him. “Are you and my Uncle Dex going to get married?”
Cynthia chuckled and clasped her hand snug around the child’s fingers.
“Come on little one,” she laughed. “Let’s get you fed.”
Chapter 8
As Dex drove home to freshen up, his mind flitted to the comment Miss Emma had made about Apple.
His big sisters’ promiscuity had started back when she was a teenager, but he knew it wasn’t her fault. He thought about the man he knew as his father and the blows they had come to about him messing with Apple.
He remembered the woman he knew as his mother seeming to choose the side of her husband instead of her own daughter. As he grew, he understood that she, too, was a victim of her husband’s stern hand in how he ruled the Callahan land empire. Dex had never seen his father lay a hand on his mother, but he knew he ruled her just the same.
He remembered trying to get his sister to come away to college with him, where no one would bother her, because he couldn’t protect her in their home; not the way things were.
But Apple would not leave with him; she stayed on in Cattlewood, and she grew into a young woman who sprouted all the seeds of promiscuity planted by their father’s sexual abuse.
Dex could not help his sister then; but she could help her own self now, if she chose to get the help she needed.
He knew from his own past, being an adopted child and not knowing his real people, his true self, that scar was not an issue he could just sweep under the rug. The fact that he did not know his real parents had a real impact on it. He did not trust, open up, let people in easily, but he did know, early on, he had to deal with that truth so his birth parent’s choices did not dictate the man he would ultimately become.
Thanks to his football coach at MSU, he received the guidance through counseling he needed to face his fears and his truth. It made him a better player, a better man, a better person. And it made him a more spiritual being.
But Apple would not entertain the idea of counseling or any such ‘nonsense’ when he suggested it over the years. She was intent on living her life without anyone being able to tell her a darn thing.
She enjoyed the attention of men -- and lots of them. And there was nothing wrong with that, in her opinion. Occasionally, they were men who were the husbands of other women. But she was quick to tout, “If a woman can’t keep her own man’s eyes from wandering that has absolutely nothing to do with me.”
Dex had gotten into many brawls trying to protect his sister over the years, and he could see she was at a point where she was spiraling out of control.
And little did she know, landing in Thelma’s husband’s bed could bring her a reality she wasn’t ready for …
Chapter 9
Thelma glanced over at her husband of eight years. Martin’s head was tilted back on the center aisle seat of the airplane and his mouth was open when the captain came over the loud speaker. They had spent the layover the night before in a hotel in Los Angeles. Pretending that night in the Ritz was their wedding night, they’d made love like newlyweds, before rising early that morning to catch their connecting flight on Fiji Airways. It had been a long flight, but they were almost in Nadi International Airport, the main airport for the Republic of Fiji. Tokoriki Island, the destination of their resort hotel, sat less than fifty miles away.
“We should be landing in Nadi International in about twenty minutes,” the captain echoed though
Cynthia picked up on his flirtatious undertone.
Carson put his hand in hers.
Cynthia mouthed a thank you before Dex dipped his head and rode off in the distance.
The boy looked up at Cynthia staring at Dex’s wide frame galloping away on top of the horse.
He tugged at her hand so she would look down at him. “Are you and my Uncle Dex going to get married?”
Cynthia chuckled and clasped her hand snug around the child’s fingers.
“Come on little one,” she laughed. “Let’s get you fed.”
Chapter 8
As Dex drove home to freshen up, his mind flitted to the comment Miss Emma had made about Apple.
His big sisters’ promiscuity had started back when she was a teenager, but he knew it wasn’t her fault. He thought about the man he knew as his father and the blows they had come to about him messing with Apple.
He remembered the woman he knew as his mother seeming to choose the side of her husband instead of her own daughter. As he grew, he understood that she, too, was a victim of her husband’s stern hand in how he ruled the Callahan land empire. Dex had never seen his father lay a hand on his mother, but he knew he ruled her just the same.
He remembered trying to get his sister to come away to college with him, where no one would bother her, because he couldn’t protect her in their home; not the way things were.
But Apple would not leave with him; she stayed on in Cattlewood, and she grew into a young woman who sprouted all the seeds of promiscuity planted by their father’s sexual abuse.
Dex could not help his sister then; but she could help her own self now, if she chose to get the help she needed.
He knew from his own past, being an adopted child and not knowing his real people, his true self, that scar was not an issue he could just sweep under the rug. The fact that he did not know his real parents had a real impact on it. He did not trust, open up, let people in easily, but he did know, early on, he had to deal with that truth so his birth parent’s choices did not dictate the man he would ultimately become.
Thanks to his football coach at MSU, he received the guidance through counseling he needed to face his fears and his truth. It made him a better player, a better man, a better person. And it made him a more spiritual being.
But Apple would not entertain the idea of counseling or any such ‘nonsense’ when he suggested it over the years. She was intent on living her life without anyone being able to tell her a darn thing.
She enjoyed the attention of men -- and lots of them. And there was nothing wrong with that, in her opinion. Occasionally, they were men who were the husbands of other women. But she was quick to tout, “If a woman can’t keep her own man’s eyes from wandering that has absolutely nothing to do with me.”
Dex had gotten into many brawls trying to protect his sister over the years, and he could see she was at a point where she was spiraling out of control.
And little did she know, landing in Thelma’s husband’s bed could bring her a reality she wasn’t ready for …
Chapter 9
Thelma glanced over at her husband of eight years. Martin’s head was tilted back on the center aisle seat of the airplane and his mouth was open when the captain came over the loud speaker. They had spent the layover the night before in a hotel in Los Angeles. Pretending that night in the Ritz was their wedding night, they’d made love like newlyweds, before rising early that morning to catch their connecting flight on Fiji Airways. It had been a long flight, but they were almost in Nadi International Airport, the main airport for the Republic of Fiji. Tokoriki Island, the destination of their resort hotel, sat less than fifty miles away.
“We should be landing in Nadi International in about twenty minutes,” the captain echoed though
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