One Moment (The Little Hollow Series Book 1)

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Book: One Moment (The Little Hollow Series Book 1) by Danielle Dickson Read Free Book Online
Authors: Danielle Dickson
got together with a wash out like him. Those poor kids being brought up how I was didn’t sit well with me. I’d had a major shift in my mood and I didn’t feel much like being here anymore.
    Lewis cleared his throat bringing me out of my thoughts. I started to stand up while thinking I’d not actually found out where my step-dad was, I didn’t want to be here when he returned but at the same time, I couldn’t help picture those helpless kids.
    “Does he still live in the same house?” I asked.
    Lewis rubbed the back of his neck. “He does but before you go out all guns blazing, he isn’t here and he won’t be back until Tuesday next week, he’s away getting a specialized part.” I sucked in a deep breath to calm myself down.
    “I can’t say I saw this coming.”
    Lew was silent for a few minutes. “It’s understandable for you to be angry, Con, what that man did to you, well, I can’t even call him a man.” I did not want to go into that right now.
    “Sorry, Lew, I’ve gotta go.” He stood up and walked me towards the front of the garage.
    “I know we’re practically strangers now but if you ever need a friendly ear, you know where I am.” He said when we were closer to the door. “How long you in town for?”
    I didn’t have time to answer and jerked back as the girl with the jet black hair from last night walked in nearly crashing into me. What was her name again? I couldn’t quite remember.
    “Oh, hey, Keeley,” Lewis huffed. Keeley, that was it, Sammy’s best friend. I recovered from nearly being ran down and turned to Lew.
    “I’m not quite sure yet but thanks for the beer Lew. I’ll see you around.” With that, he shook my hand and I walked out in a daze. I took a lungful of the fresh evening air in as I stared up at the sky, it was time to do what I came here to do.
    Going to my truck to grab what I needed, I couldn’t resist the urge to see Sammy so I decided to walk and see if she was in her salon. Her salon, I was proud of her, more proud of her than I was about my own business.
    As I turned the corner onto main street, I shivered, it wasn’t cold in the slightest and there was no breeze but the atmosphere seemed different somehow. I came to the conclusion it was just me coming back here with so many memories involved in this one little town, mixed in with what I’d just found out.
    I’d never had this feeling before but I ignored it and carried on. Stopping at the opposite side of the road to the salon, the sight inside took my breath away, there was Sammy singing quite animatedly while sweeping up the floor.
    She was as beautiful as ever and she had her long, flaming red hair all bunched up on the top of her head, wearing a simple tee and jeans combo that hugged her curvaceous figure in all the right places. It was all I could do to stop myself from barging in there and taking her in my arms. Then how I left her came flooding back to me, I couldn’t enter her life and tip her world upside down, it would be selfish of me. With that thought, I turned on the spot and headed towards the beach.

Putting the broom down I turned to look out the window at the front of the salon, I could have sworn someone was watching me. Turning back around, I carried on sweeping while humming to myself.
    Today had been such a long day, I was up for hours last night writing a plan of action for the fundraiser. The salon had been relatively busy too but I wouldn’t have had it any other way, being busy meant keeping my mind busy.
    Speaking of busy, Kee sure seemed eager to finish up and go apologize to Lewis so I told her I’d clean up so she could go early. I had a feeling that she liked him, more than she let on, but she’d never admit to it.
    Stretching my back out, I looked around the salon, it was both mine and Keeley’s pride and joy. Coming from a broken home wasn’t easy but I also wasn’t the type to sit around and let things rule my life. I wanted better for myself and I wanted to

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