Welcome to Saturday Sample. For the past few weeks I've been sharing samples from Blue 52. So far we've learned that President Richard Lovinggood was murdered by his wife who then committed suicide. Their son Hank was raised by his grandfather Senator Henry Lovinggood. A new high speed train is coming through the cemetery where President Lovinggood is buried, and Hank has made plans to open the coffins once they are disinterred so he can see his parents. He was only 3 when they died, and he doesn't really remember them.
My heroine Kathryn Sinclair learned about this plan from her uncle who is the director of the funeral home where the president's body will go. Her employer tells her to set up a meeting with Hank after he sees his parents. Last week she said she hoped it went well so she could be in the history books and have the satisfaction of righting a terrible wrong. In last week's scene, Hank's grandmother has found out that he wishes to view his parents' remains. She's angry about it and tells Hank his grandfather has raised him to be a mourning dove.
Hank flinched as if she’d struck him with her fists
instead of her words. So his grandfather wasn’t the only one
who compared him unfavorably to his father. A mourning
dove!
He tried to conceal the hurt she’d dealt him, but she must have seen anyway because she stopped shouting at him and seized his arm in a steely grip. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it in a bad way. It’s just that Henry can’t let go of the past. He’s raised you to look backward, not forward. You should have been married by now and raising a family of your own. Instead you’re living here with two old relics.”
Her proud shoulders slumped. “You deserved better, that’s all.” She fastened her eyes on Henry, but the fire had died. She looked like what she was, an old woman in poor health. “What would Richard say if he knew what you’ve done to his son?”
She turned around and left the room without a word. They heard her footsteps tapping the marble as she slowly climbed the stairs.
Blue 52 is available at http://amzn.to/1V1zKV5 and at http://www.whiskeycreekpress.com
He tried to conceal the hurt she’d dealt him, but she must have seen anyway because she stopped shouting at him and seized his arm in a steely grip. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it in a bad way. It’s just that Henry can’t let go of the past. He’s raised you to look backward, not forward. You should have been married by now and raising a family of your own. Instead you’re living here with two old relics.”
Her proud shoulders slumped. “You deserved better, that’s all.” She fastened her eyes on Henry, but the fire had died. She looked like what she was, an old woman in poor health. “What would Richard say if he knew what you’ve done to his son?”
She turned around and left the room without a word. They heard her footsteps tapping the marble as she slowly climbed the stairs.
Blue 52 is available at http://amzn.to/1V1zKV5 and at http://www.whiskeycreekpress.com
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