Chapter 7
Searching the Night
Night was falling fast in the world outside. The leaves were just starting to show a little color and the air was feeling crisp and clean.
As the sun began to set Tom Stonewell stood on the porch and watched for Aggie. She had scarcely been outside his field of vision since she was a baby. Now she was a young woman and to him the most beautiful woman he had ever known.
He showed her off like a prize trophy any time he got the chance, a thing she found highly embarrassing but knew why he did it, so just let it pass. He seemed especially entertained if there was some young man around to prance her in front of. As if to say, she is still mine and you can’t have her.
She was, in every facet of the term her daddy’s girl, and she was late by more than a little
