The Husband She Can't Forget. Patricia Forsythe

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СКАЧАТЬ has to be injected deep into the substrata, where it causes earthquakes?”

      “I know that, Carly. We’re trying to develop a process that will avoid that.”

      “You’re trying, but you don’t know your so-far imaginary process will avoid those consequences? You’ve run computer models but you haven’t done tests? So you could ruin my land, anyway, for...for old times’ sake?”

      “Of course not.”

      “Then for an experiment. Why, Luke? Why here? Why now?”

      “To stop an actual fracking operation.”

      “What? Like I said, it hasn’t been considered worthwhile to extract oil and natural gas in this part of Reston County. Who is—”

      “My father.”

      Carly shook her head, trying to clear her increasing confusion. “Your dad? When did he get into the natural gas business? I thought he was in real estate development.” She looked up. “I thought you were in real estate development. In Dallas. In fact, when we drove to Toncaville today, you made it sound like you’re still a carpenter. Did you deliberately try to fool me? Were you laughing at me the whole time?”

      “Of course not, Carly. I wouldn’t do that.”

      “Then why didn’t you tell me sooner? Was that what the ride into Toncaville was all about? Bragging about my produce, helping me rescue tortoises?”

      “You invited me, remember?” He pointed to Wendolin’s hope chest. “I’d honestly forgotten about the letter.”

      “But if you’ve known about this project for any amount of time, you could have phoned me. Why didn’t you warn me, Luke?”

      “Because I was trying to talk my dad out of this—”

      “So you could do it yourself? Play at being the big energy producer? Do you see yourself as the mighty oilman on the white horse, riding in to rescue the local oil industry before it disappears completely? Rescuing it would be a great thing if it didn’t involve fracking.”

      “No, Carly. I’m exactly what I’ve been for years—an employee of Sanderson Enterprises.”

      “Oh, I think you’re probably more than that.” She clapped her hands onto her hips. “You are Robert’s son, after all.”

      “Try to put that aside for now. As far as real estate development is concerned, that was—is—our main interest. My dad invested in an exploratory energy company years ago, but nothing came of it until the past couple of years when it started paying off.”

      “By ruining people’s property, land and water. Unbelievable.” She turned away from him and paced around the living room, coming back to face him.

      “Some people would argue that it means jobs in economically depressed areas like Reston County,” he said.

      “Those people probably aren’t farmers with land to protect.” Her lips trembled and furious tears formed in her eyes. “I’ll fight you on this, Luke. I’ll take you to court, and—”

      “It wouldn’t do any good, Carly. You wouldn’t have a case.”

      Carly stuck out her chin and narrowed her eyes at him, throwing in a quick head-to-toe assessment so he’d know how enraged she was. “Oh, really? And why not?”

      His face was grim as he said, “Because Sanderson Enterprises owns the mineral rights to your land. Legally, we can put a well or a fracking operation wherever we need to. It’s possible that we’ll find gas on my land, but it might be easier and more efficient to drill on your land and run it over to the well we’ll dig on mine. We’re just not sure yet.

      “I know that sounds harsh, Carly, but I’m trying to be honest here, tell you exactly what could happen.”

      “No.” Carly’s legs began to shake. Luke seemed to see the depth of her distress and leaped forward to take her arm. She fought him, jerking from his grasp. She backed up until she felt the sofa behind her knees and she collapsed onto it. Her breath came in gasps as she said, “No, Luke. That’s not possible. This is our land. My parents bought it fifteen years ago from...”

      “My dad.” Luke turned and moved away, taking the chair opposite her. He sat, leaning forward, his hands on his knees as he watched her reactions. “He’d owned it for a few years, but when he decided to sell, he gave your parents a bargain price in exchange for letting him retain the mineral rights. And... I’m sure my dad drove a hard bargain—generous on the one hand and relentless on the other.”

      “They wouldn’t have done that, Luke!”

      “But they did. They probably never thought the mineral rights would be worth anything. No one around here did. And they weren’t worth anything for many years, but it’s different now.”

      “Yeah, and obviously Robert Sanderson knew.”

      “It’s the way he’s always done business. The way he grew up. The way his family did business. It was common practice to sell the land but retain the mineral rights. It’s the same way here. You must know that, Carly.”

      She did, but she’d never thought it would apply to her, to her land. Why hadn’t her parents told her? For that matter, why hadn’t Tom and Frances told her? She’d thought they were her friends.

      She felt sick. Betrayed all around.

      “And now he’s taking advantage of those mineral rights. How many other pieces of land has he ruined? Have you helped him ruin?”

      “None!”

      “As far as you know.”

      He shook his head in frustration. “I can’t answer that or give you any facts I don’t have.”

      “From what you’ve said so far, you wouldn’t tell me even if you did know.”

      Before he could answer she threw her hands in the air. “Never mind. This is a pointless...merry-go-round. Nightmare-go-round,” she amended. “It’s time for you to go, Luke, and...and don’t come back.”

      “Carly, if you’d listen to me, I can at least tell you—”

      “Lies?” She held up her hand. “No.” Her sense of anger and betrayal made it impossible for her to go on with this conversation. “Go.”

      As if to emphasize her fury, the windows rattled in their frames and the ceiling fan rocked back and forth.

      “Earthquake,” she said accusingly, as if merely talking about oil extraction had caused it.

      “Well, it’s not my fault.”

      “Yet.”

      Luke swung toward the door. “I’ll be back in three months and then you’ll have to listen to me.”

      “Don’t count on it.”

      In a swirl of emotions, she watched him stride across the yard, climb into СКАЧАТЬ