Authors: E D Brady

Remembered (40 page)

“You’re acting really peculiar,” she accused. “Why were you
snapping your teeth before?”

“The thought of you soaking in a tub was too much,” he
muttered.

I thought it was the dress that was causing you so much
grief,” she said sarcastically.

He stood back and looked at her. “It was, but then, when you
mentioned soaking in the bath, my mind conjured up a vision of you naked and
wet. And while I don’t know if someone can actually die from desire, I feel
like I’m on the verge. So, if you don’t mind, please take off the lovely dress
immediately.”

“It’s freezing in here,” she said firmly.

“I’ll keep you warm. You have my word,” he insisted.

“You’ve gone mad,” she said, bewildered.

“No, you’ve
driven
me mad,” he corrected her.

“This isn’t funny,” she said sharply.

“I fully agree with you,” he answered. “It’s
not
funny.
If I drop dead you’ll be left widowed; I don’t find any humor in that thought.”

“Be serious,” she snapped.

“I
am
being serious, love,” he assured her. “Now take
off the fucking dress before I spontaneously combust.”

“Kellus!” she yelled.

He pulled his head back and looked at her wide eyed. “You’re
angry with me?” he asked with a fearful expression. “I’m sorry, Annie. I didn’t
mean to upset you,” he added sincerely.

She sighed. “You didn’t upset me,” she lied. “But it’s very
cold in here, and I don’t want to be intimate with my husband in a dirty
woodshed.”

“Of course not,” he said, his expression turning to one of
guilt. “You deserve so much better than that. Again, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” she replied, feeling bad for getting angry, “And
I’m sorry for rejecting you.”

“Let’s get you back into the warm house,” he said, holding
the door opened for her. She walked through the door and gazed at the sunset,
while Kellus picked up a bundle of wood.

In the distance, behind the wheat fields, she thought she
saw the outline of four men walking up their property, heading in the direction
of the house.

“Who is that?” Kellus questioned, squinting.

“You see those men also?” she asked.

“I thought I saw four men, but I can’t be sure in this
light,” he replied.

“It is four men,” Annie said with conviction. “I’m sure of
it. See how they walk?”

Kellus continued squinting in the direction of the four
figures.

Suddenly, his eyes widened in horror. The bundle of wood
spilled to the ground. “NO!” He gasped.

“What is it?” she asked.

“Krogs!” he exclaimed.

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