Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 43827 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43827 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
I saw the little rundown house coming up ahead. Okay it wasn’t rundown, but it wasn’t on my caliber either. The little hot crotch librarian that lived there had fooled everyone into thinking that she was as innocent as her job title intimated. I was the only one who had seen through the mousy little tart’s charade and for that, she had sought to destroy me.
It wasn’t like I had tried to out her for the fraud she was or anything like that, but I had made a personal choice to steer clear once I determined that she was full of shit. Somehow she had caught on and my indifference had prompted her to betray me in the vilest of ways. I had ignored her subtle potshots taken whenever we had the misfortune to be in the same place at the same time. I had even been big enough not to spread her business all over town once I went digging to satisfy my curiosity, and this is the thanks I get.
Some people might think it was a bit much having her investigated the way I had, but the truth is, I can’t stand a fraud. As the granddaughter of the town’s long standing judge I had heard more than my fair share of stories of swindlers and other ne’er do wells. So when this seemingly unassuming young thing showed up and had half the town singing her praises and the other half fawning all over her, I took it upon myself to ensure that she was exactly who she said she was.
It wouldn’t be the first time the good people of Sutter’s Ville had been suckered by an air of innocence, and it was a good thing I had done my homework as it turns out. My only mistake was in trying to be fair and warning her not to try the same thing she had been run out of the last town for here.
I guess she took my generosity for weakness, everyone knew that I was kind to a fault and hated to hurt anyone no matter how deserving. If there was a way to salvage someone, if there was even an ounce of decency to be found in them, I was more than willing to give them another shot. Everyone knew this about me; this was one of my many virtues and was well known by all. I guess the new girl in town had heard this about the town’s reigning princess as some of the locals had fondly dubbed me.
Well, someone had forgot to tell her that there were two sides to sweet lil ole me. I’m sure she knew all about the cotillions and the coming out parties and such, but she didn’t know about the shooting range behind the family mansion, or the weekends spent hunting with daddy and grandpa.
I guess after the doctors told mama she couldn’t have any more after me, and daddy decided he loved mama too much to cheat, he decided to treat his one and only as both son and daughter. I got the best of both worlds. I could do anything a boy child could do and do it while looking damn good thank you very much.
I pulled up outside the house with horns blaring and blood in my eye. By the time I climbed out the car whatever rationale I might’ve had was long gone. Every wrong that had been done to me in the last coupe of weeks culminated in this one moment. I slammed the door and marched my ass towards the front door.
“Joel you bring your skinny ass on out here right now.” I know the snake was in there because I saw the tail end of his truck sticking out from behind the house where he thought it was hidden. How dare he be here after everything? You mean he couldn’t even stay away from her for one stinking night after making me the laughing stock of the whole county?
When there was no answer forthcoming, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I didn’t have all day with this mess. I sighted my rifle and took aim. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” The first shot broke the front window. That got them to running around in there like bulls at a stampede.
“That one was for free, you come on out here and face me like a man.” This felt kinda good, makes me wonder why I waited so long to settle all my arguments this way. I’ll tell ya there’s a whole other feeling of accomplishment when there was someone else at the other end of my shots instead of just clay or bales of hay.
“Cami calm down now, we can talk about this like two adults.”
“Come on out ya hear.” I wasn’t too much interested in anything he had to say at this point. What kind of ass gets caught two days before his wedding at the local motel with another woman? I mean if he was going to do it why didn’t they just come back here to her place? It was remote enough. No doubt it had been her idea to go to the motel, where they were bound to be seen by many.