Today I'm continuing with my current WIP. The book is coming along pretty well, and one day I'll get ambitious and write a blurb for you, but not today. On Sunday when you finish here, you can go to www.wewriwa.blogspot to find more excerpts from a talented group of authors.
Last Week:
Everyone was waiting in the living room for Rhett and the boy to arrive. The tick tock of the old grandfather clock underscored the silence in the room and sounded abnormally loud to Alex, but that was only because nobody had anything to say. All of them were waiting for their world to change irrevocably.
She hadn’t intended to join the family at all, but Hank and Daniel had looked so surprised when they found out that she had agreed to wait with them. Maybe she should. The boys were eager to meet Eric, but they had no idea what changes he would bring with him. How would they feel about sharing their father with another boy? She drew a deep breath when she heard Rhett’s car in the yard. She’d know soon enough.
Her heart almost beat its way out of her chest when the front door opened. A small, masculine voice asked, “Is this where you live?”
“It’s where you live too,” Rhett answered.
The door closed and Rhett saw them all gathered in the living room. His eyes went to her as they always did when he returned after a trip, but this time she refused to get up and kiss him. She couldn’t even look at him. Focusing on a wall behind Rhett and the child, she waited on the others to make introductions.
Rhett took Eric’s hand and walked him into the living room. “Eric, this is your grandfather, Judge Harry Landers, and the pretty lady beside him is your grandmother Ellen.”
The judge ruffled Eric’s hair and Ellen enveloped him in a hug. “We’re so glad to meet you, Eric,” she said with a smile. “You’ll like the Isle of Palms.”
Rhett moved Eric on. “This is Hank and Daniel, your brothers.” He used his hand to indicate who was who.
“You’re in the room next to me,” Daniel said. “I’m eight. How old are you?”
“Seven.”
“Do you like to play Minecraft?”
“Yeah, I do it all the time.”
“I’ll show you the stuff I made.”
Eric nodded. “Okay.”
Rhett and Eric had reached her now. “Eric, this is your stepmother, Alex.”
A flare of panic contorted the child’s face. Had Rhett said something bad about her to the boy? She cleared her throat. “Hello, Eric. Welcome home. It’s so nice to meet you.”
Eric mumbled something, but she didn’t catch it.
In this week's excerpt Alex calls her lawyer.
His receptionist answered on the first ring. “Hi, this is Alex Landers. I’d like to speak to Mr. Green, please.”
“One moment.”
It seemed like less than a moment before Darren came on the line. “Hi, Alex, how are you?”
“I’m not doing too well, Darren. I want you to do something for me, but first let me tell you what’s been happening.”
She concluded her story with words she never had expected to use, not in connection with Rhett. “I want you to find out everything you can about Danielle Frost. I don’t care that she’s dead. Don’t be worried about the cost either. Just get me a history on that woman. I especially want to know if Rhett was telling me the truth, or if he’s been having an ongoing affair with her.” She bit her lip. “I guess you’d better try to find out if Rhett has made a habit of cheating on me.”
Darren sighed. “I’m sorry, Alex, sorry this happened to you. This isn’t exactly my area of expertise, but I’ll find out what you need to know. In the meantime, keep your chin up. It may not be as bad as you think.”
“Uh huh.”
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