Chapter Two
Enter Michaelene
The eerie light of a pale moon illuminated the glassine waters of Woahinke Lake. Patrick Accuardi returned to the bed to find Myrtle sound asleep. Snoring softly, she seemed completely relaxed and at peace, her breathing regular and light. Spooning in behind Myrtle, Patrick felt her bodily warmth and sighed. Maybe he’d go visit her in Jefferson City after all.
Maybe. For a woman many years older than Patrick, she had a host of fine qualities.
But what kind of woman was he really looking for?
Patrick didn’t honestly know. He’d already had the one child he cared to have, his daughter Kirsten. The girl was a sweetheart, even if her mother was an All-American b***h. Man. That goddamn night after the concert. If he could do anything to undo it, he would. But th
