Me ne sono ricordata stamattina di dover scrivere il Teaser di oggi e sono corsa a tirare fuori un pagina a caso dal libro che ho finito questo weekend. È il sesto libro di una serie che mi sta coinvolgendo davvero tantissimo, Cut & Run. Se non vi dispiace il genere, andate a dare un’occhiata.
Zane found himself alone with Mara. She sat across from him and narrowed her eyes before talking. “Now I know Ty ain’t exactly diligent about it, so I’m telling you. You need to know I expect certain things from my boys.”
Zane raised an eyebrow. He wasn’t certain he could stand another lecture from a disapproving mother. “Okay.”
“We do Christmas, Thanksgiving, and sunrise service at Easter. If you have to go to Texas for some of those, that’s just fine, but I expect a phone call. Chester’s birthday is in April, and do not bring him anything that fires projectiles or is sharp. Or, God forbid, sharp projectiles. Understand? Because Ty does it every year.”
Zane blinked. He wasn’t quite sure where this was going, or why she was telling him instead of scolding Ty about it. “Yes, ma’am.”
“Okay then.” She nodded and sat back. “Now, there’s supposed to be a cold snap coming, so be a doll and go out back and get some firewood for me, would you?” “Yes, ma’am,” Zane said, bemused.
He pushed open the creaky screen door and stepped outside into the cool night, lit by a half moon and a ton of stars above him. He limped to the woodpile and looked up at the sky to let it sink in that Mara meant it when she’d said “my boys.” Including him. It was more than he had any right to hope for, but he realized that deep down, he’d wanted to come here for exactly that reason.Chapter 11 – STARS & STRIPES by Abigail Roux
