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Chapter forty-seven

In the empty restaurant Abbey poured her story out to Barker.  Unlike when she told her mother, Abbey left very few details out for Barker.  She encompassed everything from her letter from Panda to Sloan’s lie to Michael’s proposal to her hasty marriage to Sloan to secure this green card.  She told him of both men’s deception that led to her flight and the ugly spiral downward that followed.  All she left out were recent events, namely the fact she was now sleeping with Sloan.  There were just some things Barker did not need to know.

 Abbey waited silently for Barker’s response.  He could not possibly approve of a man who lied to her, controlled her, the coerced her in about a dozen different ways even if all of it was for her own good.

Barker stood silent for a moment then he cleared his throat.  “I think you’d better be going, Abigail.  He’s waiting.”

“That’s it?” Abbey asked incredulously.  “No ‘stay away from that man’?  No ‘that man is trouble’?”

Barker smiled at her gently.  “That man could buy this city block and the five surrounding it with just the change in his pocket.  And yet he called me sir.  He treated me with respect.  And the way he looked at you…”

Abbey looked at Barker confused.  “How did he look at me?”

“Like you are the only thing in his world.  And with the money that man has he pretty much owns the world.”

Abbey blushed hot red even though she was certain Barker had no idea what he was talking about.

Barker cocked his head towards the door.  “Get home to your husband.  And have a good day off.”

Abbey gathered her purse.  Before she left she gave Barker a quick squeeze.  With a wave good-bye Abbey skipped across the street to the waiting Hummer.

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About triciaandersen

I am the author and illustrator of the children's book "The Peculiar Princess". I am also the author of two adult fantasy romance novels, "The Sorceress of Savon" and "The Woodcutter King of Muladin". Along with being an author I am married to a wonderful guy and have three beautiful children. I coach youth track and field, sew and chase my children around to their various activities.

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