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Doreen sat in the shadows, watching as the front room gradually grew lighter in the pre-dawn. She heard Luke’s truck pull into the driveway, and her entire body tensed, her foot bouncing up and down against the carpet as she perched on the edge of the sofa cushion.
He walked inside and froze when he saw her. ‘What are you doing up?’ he asked.
‘Waiting on you,’ Doreen said, her voice quiet and even. She looked him up and down. Luke was dressed entirely in black except for a red flannel shirt he normally kept in his truck. ‘Where’ve you been?’
Luke closed and locked the front door, and then he strode past her. She got to her feet and followed him to his bedroom, lingering in the doorway while he took off the flannel shirt and began unbuttoning his jeans.
‘You won’t have to worry about Scott Brooks anymore,’ he told her, pulling the black shirt over his head.
Doreen’s breath hitched in her chest, and she had to remind herself to draw in a lungful of air. ‘What did you do?’ she finally managed to ask.
Luke moved with a nervous energy as he undressed, seemingly mindless of her standing there watching him. When he had stripped down to his boxers, he sank onto the bed and ran a hand through his hair.
‘I didn’t kill him,’ Luke said. ‘But I don’t think he’ll be back at school this year, and I doubt he’ll be playing football anymore.’
Doreen closed her eyes, and the silence that fell between her and her uncle roared in her ears. ‘I never should have told you what he did.’
‘Doreen.’ Her name was sharp on Luke’s tongue, and she opened her eyes to look at him. ‘It had to be done.’
Doreen slumped against the doorframe. ‘It didn’t have to be done. You were the one who told me that I’ll be out of that hellhole soon enough and I won’t have to see those people ever again.’
Luke let his hands hang between his knees, his shoulders drooping with exhaustion. ‘That boy wouldn’t have stopped. He would have ended up assaulting you, and then I would have killed him.’ His gaze dropped to the floor, and he nudged his discarded clothes and shoes with his foot. ‘I need to wash this stuff,’ he said. ‘I don’t think I got anything on me, but I want everything clean, just the same.’
Doreen looked from the clothes to her uncle, and before she could stop herself, she ran toward him. Luke let out a surprised cry as Doreen threw her arms around him and they fell back against the bed. ‘Girlie, what…’
Doreen showered his face with kisses. His bare chest was cool beneath her body. What she couldn’t say with words, her lips revealed on his skin. Each peck against his rough beard, his forehead and eyelids, his nose and neck, was a thank you, thank you, thank you.
Luke laughed and eased her off of him. ‘All right, all right, that’s enough.’
She stood and gave him a sheepish grin, then gathered his clothes from the floor.
‘Doreen,’ Luke said, and she grew still, waiting. ‘Word about what happened is gonna get around fast. When you hear about it at school, it’s important that you act as surprised as everyone else, like you don’t know a thing about it.’
Doreen nodded. ‘Of course.’
‘If the cops end up talking to you later on, make sure you say that you didn’t tell me anything about what Scott was doing to you. Tell them I took you in after your mama died, but that you and I aren’t close, and you’re looking to move out as soon as you graduate.’
She clutched his clothes tighter to her chest. ‘What about the neighbors? What if one of them saw you leaving early this morning?’
Luke sighed. ‘I’ve thought about that, but I don’t think we need to worry about it. For one thing, I’ve stayed out of trouble. As far as anyone knows, I obey the law, and I’m an upstanding citizen of the community, so it would be a stretch for them to connect me to Scott Brooks. Plus, my hours are all over the place. I’m in and out of here early in the morning and late at night for work. Granted, I don’t normally leave as early as I did today, but it helps that my schedule ain’t regular. Also…’ Luke hesitated, as if he didn’t want to tell her what he was thinking. ‘If push comes to shove and I end up needing an alibi, I have a friend at work who might be willing to give me one.’
Doreen swallowed, and the sound of her throat moving was audible in the quiet room. ‘You mean a woman friend.’
Luke nodded. ‘She could tell the cops I was with her.’ He must have seen something in Doreen’s face that bothered him, because he added, ‘And she is just a friend.’
‘I know,’ Doreen replied, and she realized how stupid that sounded, because she really didn’t know. ‘I’ll throw these clothes in the wash.’
***
Later that morning, Luke and Mack walked from the administrative building toward the library. The spring semester had ended, and summer classes would start next week. In the interim, a lull had fallen over the campus.
‘Did you hear what happened out at the Brooks place this morning?’ Mack asked.
Luke worked to keep his voice casual, appearing only mildly interested. ‘No. What’s going on?’
‘Scott Brooks was attacked while jogging. You know he was the school’s star quarterback, right? And he’s probably in some of Doreen’s classes. Anyway, someone hit him in the head with a baseball bat and busted his kneecap.’
‘Jesus Christ,’ Luke said. ‘That’s horrible. Do the cops have any idea who did it?’
Mack shook his head. ‘Hal said the attacker was wearing a ski mask, so the kid couldn’t see his face.’ Hal was Mack’s cousin. He worked as a sheriff’s deputy and kept Mack up to date about crime in the area.
‘So they don’t have any suspects?’
Mack glanced around, as if to make sure no one was close enough to hear them. ‘The boy might be a hell of a football player, but he’s also a punk. Turns out he roughed up his girlfriend at a party last weekend. Of course, she claims to be in love with him and didn’t want to press charges, even though he gave her a black eye, but her dad was fucking pissed. So the cops are looking at the dad and the rest of the girl’s family real close, wondering if one of them did it.’
Luke’s knees grew weak with relief. ‘Sounds like a logical place to start asking questions.’
‘He also played dirty on the field,’ Mack went on. ‘He caused plenty of injuries to other players, so the police ain’t ruling out the possibility that it could have been someone on a rival team holding a grudge.’ Mack sighed. ‘It makes you think, though. What if some crazy asshole decided to come at us with a bat here on campus? Or a gun? Since we ain’t allowed to be armed, all we have to defend ourselves is some goddamned pepper spray.’
Luke shrugged. ‘Occupational hazard, I guess.’
‘You got that right.’ Mack nudged him in the ribs. ‘Hey, you think that redheaded cutie is working in the library today?’
Luke rolled his eyes. ‘You’re married, Mack.’
‘Yeah, but you ain’t, and if I was single and that girl looked at me the way she looks at you…’ He made an obscene movement with his hips that got his point across.
‘Real classy, pal,’ Luke said dryly.
‘What are you, a fucking priest? Ask her out already!’ Mack persisted. ‘Then you can tell me how wild she is in bed.’
Luke smiled and shook his head. ‘A gentleman never tells. But then, you wouldn’t know about being a gentleman, would you?’
‘Hell, no!’ Mack said with a shit-eating grin.
Luke clapped Mack hard on the back, making him stumble. ‘And that is why Georgia doesn’t give you a second glance, my friend.’
***
For weeks, the attack on Scott Brooks was all anyone talked about in school. Doreen pretended to be surprised, and she grew quiet when some of the other kids said Scott was an asshole who deserved what he got. The cops did talk to a few students, including Scott’s girlfriend, who remained as loyal to him as ever even as a nasty bruise circled her eye
. But they never did turn their attention toward Doreen, and by the beginning of June, both she and Luke were almost certain they were in the clear.
On the night Doreen graduated from high school, Luke sat in the auditorium, surrounding by families of other students. He was the only person present to cheer on his niece, but when she met his gaze and grinned, Luke realized that for once in his life, he was enough.
His eyes grew wet as he watched Doreen receive her diploma, and he knew his mother would have been thrilled to see her granddaughter’s accomplishment.
After the ceremony, Doreen reluctantly posed so Luke could take some pictures of her in her cap and gown, holding her diploma. ‘All right, now, that’s enough,’ she finally said, but there was laughter in her words.
An older woman stopped and touched Luke’s shoulder. ‘Would you like me to take a picture of the two of you together?’ she asked him with a kind smile.
‘That would be great, thanks.’ He handed her the camera, it was one of the cheaper point-and-shoot types, and the lady had no problem figuring out how to use it.
Luke stood beside Doreen in the high school corridor and slipped an arm around her shoulders. He felt her arm wrap around his waist, and the woman told them to smile, then took the picture. As she handed the camera back to Luke, she looked from him to Doreen. ‘Your daughter is just beautiful,’ she told him. ‘She looks a lot like you.’
Luke opened his mouth to correct her, but Doreen simply said, ‘Thank you, ma’am. And thanks for taking our picture.’
They left the school for the last time, and Doreen let out a cheer in the parking lot. ‘Freedom!’ she cried, waving her diploma over her head.
Luke laughed as they climbed into the truck. He drove her to Fairview so they could have dinner in a nice restaurant, and he insisted that she order the filet mignon and not her usual burger. When she took the first bite of steak, she closed her eyes and moaned in appreciation. ‘This is delicious.’
He grinned as she savored each bite. ‘I’m so damn proud of you, Doreen,’ he told her.
She ducked her head shyly. ‘I haven’t done anything special.’
‘Of course you have, girlie.’ Before he could stop himself, he reached across the table and grabbed her hand. ‘You’re gonna have a great life—I just know it.’
She squeezed his fingers. ‘I couldn’t have done it without you.’
He slid an envelope toward her. ‘Go on and open it.’
She picked it up and studied her name on the front. ‘What’s this?’
‘Your graduation gift.’
‘This dinner is my graduation gift,’ she protested, but she tore open the envelope and read the front of the card he’d picked out for her, a soft smile playing at her lips. Then she gasped when she saw the money inside the card. ‘Luke, I can’t take this. It’s too much!’
He’d been putting a little of his paycheck aside each week so he could surprise her with a nice gift. ‘Yes, you can, and you will,’ he said. ‘I want you to have it.’
She shook her head and smiled. ‘Did I mention that you’re stubborn as hell?’
Luke winked at her. ‘Maybe a time or two.’
***
On the first day of summer, Doreen sat behind the wheel of Luke’s truck and drove to the DMV. Luke sat in the passenger seat, and she felt him staring at her. Doreen wouldn’t take her eyes off the road. ‘What is it?’ she asked.
‘I still don’t know why you run around with wet hair every morning. You’re lucky you didn’t catch your death when it was colder.’
Doreen tossed her hair over her shoulder. The long strands were still damp from her earlier shower.
‘My hair’s so long, it would take me forever to dry it.’ She used the turn signal and checked her mirrors and blind spot before changing lanes. ‘Do you think I should cut it?’
‘No,’ Luke said, a little too quickly, and Doreen tried to bite back a grin. ‘I mean, cut it if you want to,’ he went on, ‘but I think you’ve got pretty hair.’
Doreen pulled into the DMV parking lot, and before they got out of the truck, Luke patted her knee. ‘You’ll do great, girlie.’
She took a deep calming breath. ‘I sure hope so.’
They sat inside the DMV for what felt like an eternity, but Luke didn’t seem to mind. He told her funny stories and joked with her, trying to keep her nerves at bay as she chewed her fingernails down to the quick. When her number was finally called, she told Luke, ‘Wish me luck.’
He gave her hand a squeeze. ‘You don’t need it, Doreen.’
She took the driving test, her stomach churning the entire time, and could have fallen over with relief when she learned that she’d passed and could get her license.
‘Now you’re gonna want to borrow my truck all the time and go out joyriding,’ Luke teased her as they headed back home later that morning.
‘No way,’ Doreen said. ‘I know this truck is your baby. I’d be terrified something would happen to it.’
‘You have to get used to driving on your own,’ Luke told her. ‘You start out making small trips to the store, or the gas station, and before you know it, it will be second nature to you.’
As the days grew hotter and even the unceasing wind brought little relief, Doreen and Luke settled into an easy routine. While he worked at the college, she stayed at home, cooking and cleaning. In her free time, she sat out on the porch and read books Luke brought her from the library.
On a moonless night in late June, Doreen stood in the front yard, peering at the sky. She heard Luke come outside and walk toward her. ‘Well, girlie,’ he said as he stood at her side, ‘show me what you’ve learned.’
Doreen pointed out the constellations above them: Cygnus, Hercules, and Draco, which snaked across the sky. She showed him the Summer Triangle comprised of three bright stars.
‘And what’s that?’ Luke asked, pointing toward a shining celestial object ascending in the west.
Doreen studied it for a moment. ‘Jupiter,’ she replied.
‘Hey, Doreen,’ Luke said, and she turned to him. ‘You’re happy here, aren’t you? With me?’
She wanted to ask what prompted that question, but he looked away from her, back up at the sky. ‘Of course I am. Happier than I’ve ever been.’ He smiled, and Doreen stepped closer to him, slipping her hand in his. ‘In fact, I might just stay here with you forever and ever,’ she went on, only half-joking.
Luke’s smile widened. ‘I wouldn’t mind.’
***
Right after the Fourth of July holiday, Luke was working the evening shift at the college, and he made his way to the library at nine to wait for Georgia. She stepped outside and gave him her usual sweet smile. ‘You’re sure you don’t mind walking me to my car?’ she asked, even though he’d been walking her to her car for over a year now.
‘No, ma’am,’ he said, returning her smile. ‘Just give me a few minutes to lock up the building.’
Once Luke was back outside, he escorted her to the parking lot. ‘This is the highlight of my night,’ Georgia said.
‘What, finally being able to head home after work?’
Georgia laughed and shook her head. ‘Well, there is that. But what I really look forward to is you walking me to my car.’ She moved closer so her shoulder brushed his arm. ‘One of these nights, I might actually convince you to grab a late dinner with me.’
Luke looked down at the ground, trying to hide his grin. ‘I’m too old for you, sweetheart. What are you, twenty-two, twenty-three?’
‘Twenty-five,’ she corrected him. They reached her car, and in the shadows cast by the overhead lights, Georgia raised her head to look up at him. ‘Don’t you like me just a little, Luke?’ She gave him a pout, teasing with her voice and her eyes.
Normally Luke would have taken a step back, made an excuse to return to the campus, but tonight, he couldn’t stop staring at her full lips. ‘Oh, I like you plenty, Georgia,’ he said, the words husky in his throat.
She tra
ced a fingertip over the buttons of his shirt. ‘You never show it.’
Luke stepped closer to her. ‘You want me to show you?’ he murmured. Georgia nodded, and Luke backed her up against the car before lowering his lips to hers. He tasted her warm mouth, heard her moan as they kissed.
Her hands roamed over his chest and shoulders, and Luke wanted nothing more than to pull Georgia into the back seat of her car and fuck her right there in the parking lot. For years, he’d lived like a monk, and now as he felt her cup his ass and then slide her palms over his thighs, inching her fingers closer to his cock, unbridled lust muddied his thoughts.
As Luke pressed his body against hers, he felt her hips thrusting toward him of their own volition, and he realized it had been a long time for her, too. He buried his face in her hair and breathed in her scent, hoping she could feel how hard he was for her.
The sound of approaching footsteps made Luke pull away fast. Georgia looked over his shoulder, and her eyes grew wide. ‘Wayne,’ she said.
Luke turned and saw Georgia’s ex-husband swaying on his feet and holding a gun in his hand. He was clearly drunk. ‘I knew it was only a matter of time before I caught you whoring around,’ he said as he waved the gun from Georgia to Luke, his finger dangerously close to the trigger.
Georgia’s face grew ashen, her skin appeared waxy under the parking lot lights. ‘Wayne, please put the gun down.’
Wayne laughed. ‘Oh, now you want to talk nice to me, Georgia? Is this all it takes?’ He raised the gun and aimed it at her.
Luke held up his hands. ‘Let’s talk about this, Wayne,’ he said, trying to draw the man’s attention away from Georgia.
Wayne strode toward him, stopping just a few feet away, and then he pointed the gun directly at Luke’s face. ‘You’d better shut the fuck up,’ Wayne said through his teeth.
In that instant, when time seemed to both speed up and grind to a halt, Luke’s thoughts raced: Maybe there is a god and this is my punishment for bashing that boy’s knee and what will Doreen do without me to take care of her…
Wayne turned back toward Georgia, jabbing the gun at her. ‘What did I tell you, Georgia? I told you if I can’t have you, nobody else is going to, either.’
Georgia shielded her face with her hands. Tears streamed down her cheeks, but she didn’t make a sound.
‘I got nothin’ left to lose,’ Wayne went on. ‘I should just kill you both and then blow my brains out.’
Luke knew there was no way he could reach for his two-way radio. One move would provoke the man into shooting him, and probably Georgia, too. As Wayne began shouting at Georgia, berating her for leaving him, for destroying his life, for fucking other men, a plan formed in Luke’s mind.
While Wayne was still distracted, with all his attention focused on his ex-wife, Luke lunged at him. In an instant, they were on the ground, rolling over the pavement, and Luke made a grab for the gun, trying to wrest it from Wayne’s grip. If he could just get hold of it… But the bastard fought him, swearing as he tried to point the pistol at Luke.
Georgia was screaming so loud, Luke was sure folks in the next county could hear her. She kept screaming as Luke used all his strength to prevent Wayne from turning the gun on him. Wayne let out a grunt as Luke managed to bend the man’s wrist, fighting to get hold of the weapon.
As Luke turned the barrel back toward Wayne, the gun went off. Luke’s ears rang from the deafening noise, and he couldn’t hear Georgia screaming anymore.
***
Doreen lay in bed and tried to read a novel, but she couldn’t concentrate. It was almost midnight, and Luke should have been home long before now. Horrible images flooded her mind as she pictured him mangled in an accident on the highway.
Finally she got up and began pacing the house. She thought about calling the college, but she didn’t figure she would reach anyone.
The phone rang, and she jumped to answer it.
‘Doreen, something’s happened,’ Luke said, and she felt her heart plummet into her guts.
‘What’s wrong?’
‘There was a shooting at the college tonight,’ he said, his words rushed. ‘I’m okay, but I’m at the police station now, and it looks like I’ll be here for a while.’
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