Everlasting Love. Valerie Hansen

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СКАЧАТЬ however, began to laugh and shake his head. “I don’t suppose it’s occurred to you that we might both be a little right, has it? No, I didn’t think so.” He glanced past her into the dining hall. “Where are the rest of the boys? Did you leave them with Aaron?”

      “No. Zac took them to wash up,” Megan said. The moment the words were out of her mouth and she saw the look of disbelief on James’s face, she knew she’d made a mistake.

      “What? I told you to watch them.”

      “You don’t have to raise your voice. They’re fine. They just went to wash their hands, that’s all.”

      “You’d better hope that’s all.”

      Stomping past her on his way out the front door, James was mumbling to himself. Megan couldn’t make out most of what he was saying but she did manage to catch a word or two. That was plenty.

      Chagrined, she looked around the kitchen for something to keep her busy till he got back. “Can I help you with anything else?” she asked Inez.

      “Nope. Everything’s ready. Why don’t you take Bobby Joe into the dining room?”

      “What a wonderful idea.” Megan crouched down to be on the child’s eye level and asked, “How about it? I don’t know how you do things around here. Will you show me?”

      To her delight, the fair-haired boy nodded.

      Straightening, Megan took his hand. “Good. Let’s start with where we’re supposed to sit to eat, shall we? I want to be ready when Mr. Harris comes back.”

      “Zac hit me,” Bobby Joe said.

      “I know. That was too bad. You look fine now, though.”

      “I bleeded on my shirt,” he announced, sounding proud. “Bunches. It was gross.”

      “I saw. Why were you fighting with Zac?”

      “’Cause he’s mean. I hate him.”

      “That’s too bad. Well, maybe you’ll get to go home soon and you won’t have to see him anymore.”

      “Uh-uh.”

      Megan suddenly realized she’d gotten so caught up in their conversation, she’d spoken out of turn. To glean the most from her project, she knew she’d have to rely on facts, not supposition. Like James Harris, some of the children she’d be working with would never be welcomed at home—if they even had a home. Perhaps Bobby Joe was one of those.

      Rather than make things worse, she tried to change the subject by pointing to one of the long tables. “So, do we sit here?”

      “Yeah.” He clambered onto the bench and folded his hands while Megan joined him. Then he said, “Zac gave me a swirly yesterday.”

      “A what?”

      “He dunked me. My hair got all wet.”

      “Oh.” Megan was starting to relax till the child added, “Yeah. Then he flushed.”

      By the time James returned with the other five boys plus Aaron and Roxy, Megan had had time to imagine lots of scenarios, most of them bad. She breathed a sigh of relief. Clearly, her previous work hadn’t prepared her for the challenges she was going to encounter here.

      She glanced down at the angelic little boy seated beside her and smiled. He was a doll, the kind of well-behaved, eager-to-please child who brought out her maternal instincts and made her want to protect him. Too bad the would-be hood who had clobbered him hadn’t had the same kind of good upbringing.

      The other boys marched up to the table and quickly took their places while Roxy flirted with Aaron in the background.

      James remained standing and glared down at Megan. “Don’t you ever do that again.”

      “Do what?”

      “Leave the boys unsupervised. When I tell you to watch them, I mean watch them.”

      She got to her feet to face him on more equal ground. “Oh, come on. They were just washing their hands. Zac said he’d take care of the littler ones, and it looks to me like he did a fine job.”

      “That’s not the point. You didn’t follow orders.”

      “I’m sorry, okay. I guess I wasn’t thinking.”

      “You can say that again.”

      “You don’t have to yell at me.”

      “I’m not yelling.”

      “Well, you sure could have fooled me.”

      Inez was entering the room, bearing a platter heaped with crispy fried chicken. Megan let her pass, then grabbed James’s arm and tugged him toward the kitchen. When he resisted, she scowled. “Come with me. I want to settle this in private. It won’t take long.”

      He gave in reluctantly and followed her through the door. “It better not.”

      Megan whirled, her voice husky, her eyes blazing. “Don’t you dare threaten me.”

      “I wasn’t. I didn’t.” James gestured back toward the dining room. “What do you have to say to me that couldn’t be said just as easily in there?”

      “Plenty.”

      She couldn’t believe he didn’t realize what he’d done, what he was still doing by not lowering his voice and confronting her as quietly as possible, so she set an example by rasping at him in a near whisper, “You told me not to question your authority in front of the kids, yet you just made me look like a fool in front of those boys—and my sister.”

      “I did not.”

      “You most certainly did,” Megan insisted. “Everybody makes mistakes. Even me. I was joking when I told you I thought I was perfect. From now on, if you have anything derogatory to say to me, I’ll expect you to say it in private.”

      One eyebrow arched. He gave a slight shrug and spoke more softly. “All right. I’ll spell it out for you. These kids may look angelic but many of them are seriously disturbed. One at a time they’re usually pretty agreeable. In a group, anything can happen—and often does.”

      “You mean I’m supposed to treat them like they’re in jail?”

      “Not exactly. When one of them merits trust we give it, up to a point. Next time you’re not sure whether or not to permit something, ask me or Aaron about it first and we’ll avoid problems like this.”

      “That sounds reasonable enough.” Megan chanced a slight smile. “I’m sorry I caused you extra worry. I thought my decision to let Zac take them to wash up was perfectly logical.”

      “I know. It’s partly my fault, too. I should have warned you these kids would try to bamboozle you big-time. You’ve learned that on your own, I take it.”

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