More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.
Jacob and Cara are back from Cara’s meeting with the lawyer that was handling her grandmother’s estate. (The “it” that Cara is referring to is a copy of the will that Henry Rupert gave her at their meeting.)
(Please note, this is still a rough draft. And, yes, I’m aware they nod a lot. All my characters nod a lot in the first draft; they’re worse than those bobble-headed dogs you used to get to put on your car’s dash.)
“You look a little unnerved,” he said as he walked her to the door. “You going to be all right tonight?”
She nodded. “I think so. I’m going to compare what Henry Rupert gave me with what’s in the safe, lock them both up, and go to bed.” She frowned, glancing at the sky. It wasn’t even dusk yet. “Okay, I won’t go to bed right away. It just feels later than it is.”
Jacob nodded. “It’s been a long rough day for you, and tomorrow might not be any easier.” He hesitated, then nodded at her case. “What are you going to do if they don’t match up?”
“If they don’t match up I’ll be going to the courthouse first thing in the morning, to the Registrar of Wills. And if necessary I’ll go above that, too. And I’ll be contacting the Bar.”
Jacob nodded. “Just be careful, Cara. You’re on the brink of making some powerful enemies.”
She closed her eyes for a moment and nodded wearily and he gave her shoulders a squeeze. “But you also have powerful friends, and are safe here in this house. Don’t ever back down from what you know is right.”
When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.
But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand
7 responses to “Sunday Snippet, April 7, 2019”
LOL. You weren’t kidding about the nods. My first drafts tend to be short on meaningful emotional gestures, but then I get out my well-thumbed copy of The Emotion THesaurus.
I enjoy the way this is all developing and we’re getting to see more pieces of the puzzle. Great snippet! Nod away….
I have a feeling he knows the documents won’t match.
Will I get smacked or hunted down if I note “your characters nod a lot”. *Runs* (Remember you love me.) Love the relationship between these too, and I love her inner strength.
Great scene. I’m glad she’ll have some people she can rely on.
A fascinating mystery is developing!
Wait, the wills might not match? Oh that should prove to be interesting. Great snippet, P.T. :)