Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 259(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 173(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 259(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 173(@300wpm)
I especially couldn’t see him accepting a loss to me, so there was definitely going to be trouble.
I was purposely leaving out the most important reason why I think he wouldn’t be happy with this turn of events, why I think he would do whatever possible to get back what he thinks is his.
I have the feeling in my gut that when she cleans up, that little girl is going to be one gorgeous piece of ass. A man would die for some shit like that.
Should I go on the offensive or play defense? That was the only thing in question, but first I needed this idiot to talk.
“Mr. Davis came to my husband when the farm was in trouble.” The fuck he did.
“Start at the beginning, the Royce Davis I know doesn’t give a fuck about anyone so I don’t see him coming out to your half ass farm just to lend a helping hand.”
Again she started that fidgeting shit and I was beginning to suspect this shit might be worse than I first thought.
“Um, well, I guess it started one day when we went to the feed store. Dana Sue had tagged along with her dad and me. She wasn’t well known in town because we sorta kept her close to home.
She didn’t go to the school, I schooled her at home since she was about seven or eight and the other kids started picking at her.”
She must’ve seen the ‘do I look like I care about this shit’ glare on my face because she sped up her narrative.
“Anyway that day Mr. Davis was coming by the store, he owns it you know.” Another glare had her moving it the fuck along.
“Anyway he seemed to take a real interest in her and well...” she broke off her speech and looked at me and for the first time I saw a little bit of shame there.
Well at least she had some human left in her and the asshole she was in an all fired hurry to get back to hadn’t beaten it all out of her.
I think I’m going to be sick though. The girl was all of twelve six years ago, which meant Davis had to be at least fifty back then, since he was dad’s age.
“Go on.” I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists so that I didn’t leave my chair and strangle her where she sat.
I have to admit after hearing her out, that there really wasn’t much she could’ve done, but still, it pissed me off no end.
I’m sure my mother suffered even more in the end, because she was doing everything in her power to protect her baby girl. I didn’t have to be there to have seen it to know it, it’s just who we are.
So though I might have a little empathy for her plight at the hands of that abusive asshole, there are other alternatives to selling an innocent young girl to a man that everybody knew, whether they admitted it out loud or not, was three steps past being a fucking monster.
I walked away without saying another word to her and went in search of one of the younger members of my crew. I needed something to clear my head after that sickening revelation and this would be killing two birds with one stone.
I was making a quick stop to take care of something that needed tending to today, but was put off because of the whole Dana situation.
Only thing is now with things going in this new direction, it was even more imperative that I deal with it now.
I didn’t have to rush to do anything about Dana’s situation now since I had what I needed, so now I could take a minute to deal with my own shit.
Sam like I said is a relatively new member, he’d prospected for a good year and a half before moving up, and now he was a full member.
He was a nice enough kid, but he had one flaw that was about to land his ass in a whole heap of trouble.
I’d let things slide for too long, because I was trying to give the kid a break; but a man’s gotta be a fucking man, otherwise shit happens.
Sam had taken up with one of the sheep and it was getting serious. To each his own, if he wants to plow a field that had been trampled by other men, that was his business.
She’s a nice enough girl I guess, if just a little high strung. I don’t do high- strung.
I stay out of her way as much as possible because she tends to be bossy and I tend to not give a fuck. So to avoid petty bullshit drama, I avoid too much contact with her.
Plus the fact that I fucked her sister once in a drunken stupor and the two of them seem to think that gives them special license. I hate that shit, as if I’m ruled by my dick or some fuck.