Excerpt from THE LONG WAY HOME

Long Way Home coverTry a morsel of THE LONG WAY HOME, by M.D. Poole, where a gutsy frontier girl fights for her family.

D’Ross took a deep breath like he was going to jump feet first into a pond of cold water, and he said, “I took her on my horse and we… “   Here the heavy boy fluttered his meaty hand in the air.  “You know… we…”  There was the flutter again.  “Back in the woods.”

Turkey listened to the gasps go through the room.  “Are you telling me, that Verna Ware, the very first time she ever met you, spent intimate time with you?  Is that what you are unable to say, when you do this?”  The lawyer fluttered his own hand in the air, a touch of drama he liked.

D’Ross answered, “Yep.”  He was starting to enjoy being the center of all the hub-bub and whispers.  “And Abe too.”

Turkey spun around with his mouth open to look at the pretty young lady standing between her father and her brother, and he asked, “Did you say Abe Finney also had relations with Verna Ware?  That same day?”

Not a person in the jury or on the bench rows was breathing, waiting for the paunchy young man to answer.  D’Ross started to smile and flutter his hand, thinking that would make everyone laugh again.   And then his body jerked right.  A loud crack sounded, filling the air with a roar and smoke, and D’Ross fell out of the witness chair.  The sound repeated, just as loud, louder, and everyone was jumping up or flattening out on the floor.

John Haines stood up, yelling.  His second yell turned into a squeal like a hog caught in barbed wire, and he fell down.  That’s when Henry Haines dropped down on top of his son, knowing that hell had opened up.

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