Discovering Daisy
Lacey Thorn
It's your world...unlaced
It's your world...unlaced
Copyright © Lacey Thorn, 2010
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Excerpt From: Discovering Daisy
Daisy sat on the cot in the tiny jail and watched the redhead pace. She recalled the
sheriff had called the girl Sarah. A pretty name for the girl. She hoped that the young
woman would get a decent husband in the lottery drawing. She struck Daisy as a
woman who would endure what she had to, the type of woman Daisy had once
been. But every woman had her limits and Daisy had finally reached hers. And
reaching them had landed her in this cell and in the bride lottery.
She’d come west to Texas with her sister and brother-in-law when their parents had
died. She hadn’t wanted to be alone in the big house. So when Clancy, her sister’s
husband, had made the decision to sell everything and start afresh out west she had
offered no complaints and gone along with them. She could have stayed with her
spinster aunt, could have accepted any of the numerous offers of marriage, but had
hoped for adventure and instead… Well, she’d found her sister’s life wasn’t the fairy
tale it seemed.
They’d bought a farm just outside of this sleepy little town and it had been up to her
and Amelia to run it. Clancy had business in town and was gone often for weeks at a
time. But Daisy preferred those times to when he would come back to the farm with
mean-looking men in his company. She didn’t like the way they eyed her and her
sister, nor the way that Clancy didn’t seem to care. She was almost certain that they
were all up to no good but her sister didn’t want to hear about it.
Daisy usually escaped for the few days when Clancy and his friends showed up, at
her sister’s insistence. She wanted Amelia to come with her to the little shack in the
woods that they had discovered. But Amelia said that if they were both gone Clancy
would just come to find them. She felt that it was her responsibility as his wife to
stay. But Daisy noticed that her sister seemed to die a little more each time the men
came and left. However, when she asked her what happened Amelia would just
clam up and move to a different topic.
Daisy noticed the bruises, the haunted look in her sister’s eyes and the way she
showed real fear when Clancy could be seen returning. So the last time Daisy had
snuck back late in the evening and watched through the window. She’d been sick at
what she saw. While Clancy sat and watched, each of the men who were with him
took turns raping her sister. They were rough and violent and Daisy no longer had to
wonder at the bruises that marred her sister’s fair skin. She had been violently ill
and wanted to barge in and save Amelia. But a hand had clamped around her mouth
and strong arms had carried her away.
All Rights Reserved, Total-E-Ntwined Limited, T/A Total-E-Bound.
Excerpt From: Discovering Daisy
Daisy sat on the cot in the tiny jail and watched the redhead pace. She recalled the
sheriff had called the girl Sarah. A pretty name for the girl. She hoped that the young
woman would get a decent husband in the lottery drawing. She struck Daisy as a
woman who would endure what she had to, the type of woman Daisy had once
been. But every woman had her limits and Daisy had finally reached hers. And
reaching them had landed her in this cell and in the bride lottery.
She’d come west to Texas with her sister and brother-in-law when their parents had
died. She hadn’t wanted to be alone in the big house. So when Clancy, her sister’s
husband, had made the decision to sell everything and start afresh out west she had
offered no complaints and gone along with them. She could have stayed with her
spinster aunt, could have accepted any of the numerous offers of marriage, but had
hoped for adventure and instead… Well, she’d found her sister’s life wasn’t the fairy
tale it seemed.
They’d bought a farm just outside of this sleepy little town and it had been up to her
and Amelia to run it. Clancy had business in town and was gone often for weeks at a
time. But Daisy preferred those times to when he would come back to the farm with
mean-looking men in his company. She didn’t like the way they eyed her and her
sister, nor the way that Clancy didn’t seem to care. She was almost certain that they
were all up to no good but her sister didn’t want to hear about it.
Daisy usually escaped for the few days when Clancy and his friends showed up, at
her sister’s insistence. She wanted Amelia to come with her to the little shack in the
woods that they had discovered. But Amelia said that if they were both gone Clancy
would just come to find them. She felt that it was her responsibility as his wife to
stay. But Daisy noticed that her sister seemed to die a little more each time the men
came and left. However, when she asked her what happened Amelia would just
clam up and move to a different topic.
Daisy noticed the bruises, the haunted look in her sister’s eyes and the way she
showed real fear when Clancy could be seen returning. So the last time Daisy had
snuck back late in the evening and watched through the window. She’d been sick at
what she saw. While Clancy sat and watched, each of the men who were with him
took turns raping her sister. They were rough and violent and Daisy no longer had to
wonder at the bruises that marred her sister’s fair skin. She had been violently ill
and wanted to barge in and save Amelia. But a hand had clamped around her mouth
and strong arms had carried her away.