Meg felt her heart lurch. It bothered her that the twins realized that she hated their brother. The words coming from their innocent mouths sounded so ugly.
Lorraine HeathStichwörter: clay meg lorraine-heath always-to-remember the-twins
Honeysuckle. She smelled of honeysuckle. He thought about her pert little nose. He'd wanted to smile every time she tilted it to demonstrate her disdain toward him. If her obvious hatred for him hadn't been so great, hadn't hurt so badly, he might have smiled.
Lorraine HeathStichwörter: lorraine-heath always-to-remember clayton
He picked up his knife and started carving again. He concentrated on the lines and planes of the wood to keep his mind from wandering too far into the past.
He had his own wounds that refused to heal.
Stichwörter: lorraine-heath always-to-remember clayton
You think the only battles fought are done so with rifles, and the only wounds that kill draw blood. You think courage is loud, boisterous, and proud. Mrs. Warner, I don't think you have a clue as to what this memorial truly represents."
-Clay to Meg
Stichwörter: meg lorraine-heath always-to-remember clayton
From the corner of her eye, she watched Clay walk to his wagon, where he'd find no shade.
Isolated.
Alone.
How simple it would be to prepare him a plate and walk to the wagon to give it to him.
How difficult to step into his world of loneliness.
Stichwörter: meg lorraine-heath always-to-remember clayton
It hurts to cry," she said, her voice raspy.
"It hurts worse not to."
"Did you cry?"
"For four days straight."
"Is that how long it took you to bury them?"
"Yes, ma'am," he said in a voice that sounded like stone grating against stone.
Stichwörter: meg lorraine-heath always-to-remember clayton
He cradled her face between his hands, angled his mouth over hers, and welcomed the bliss she offered. Boldly, she gave her tongue the freedom to roam within his mouth. She sighed. He moaned.
He thought a man could become spoiled touching a woman. He might never want to touch stone again. Stone wasn't warm. It didn't alter its shape with the gentlest of pressures. Stone didn't breathe so he could feel its moisture on his face. Rocks didn't make soft sounds that he'd carry with him until the day he died.
Stichwörter: meg lorraine-heath always-to-remember clayton
Meg forgot about cautioning him to be quiet. She forgot about everything but watching the care with which he wrapped a blanket around Mama Warner before gingerly lifting her into his arms and cradling her against his chest.
"Comfortable?" he asked.
"You know how to hold a woman so she feels precious. Makes me wish I was sixty years younger.
Stichwörter: meg lorraine-heath always-to-remember clayton mama-warner
Has any woman ever touched you?" she asked as she splayed her fingers over his thigh.
"No."
"Do you want a woman to touch you?"
"No."
She stilled, and Clay pushed himself up. He cradled her check in his palm. "I want you to touch me.
Stichwörter: meg lorraine-heath always-to-remember clayton
Please," Meg whispered. "I don't want any trouble here."
He released his hold on her. As though she might say something further, she parted her lips slightly. Then she walked out of the church.
"Touch her again, and I'll kill you," Daniel said.
Clay wondered if he should tell her brother that he'd be doing him a favor if he killed him… because his heart had just died.
Stichwörter: meg lorraine-heath always-to-remember clayton
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