Page 5 of Savage Ends
She missed her dad.With him not being in the house, it was odd, but it was like she felt alone.That lonely feeling was what kept her up.This was why she moved out as quickly as she could.Not because she hated her mother.She loved her mother and sister.They had fast become a fierce threesome, always bound together, fighting their grief.
She didn’t want to worry her mother.Her apartment wasn’t much, just a small place she called home, and if the nights were a problem, she didn’t mention it.That was why she lived away from home.
“Yeah, I know.I worry about you,” Violet said.
“Don’t.”
“I can’t help it.You’re my little sister and I love you.Of course I worry.Also, when do you think Mom will be ready to move on?”Violet asked.
This had her lifting her head.“What do you mean?”
“Well, she’s only forty-nine years old.Dad has been gone ten years.Don’t you think we should encourage her to start dating?”
“I never really thought about her dating.”She frowned and pursed her lips.“What do you think?”
“That Dad would have wanted her to move on and be happy.You know what he was like.”
“So, what?Do you want to arrange a date?”Ava asked.
“I don’t know, but maybe we could tell her it is time for her to start dating, and she doesn’t need to worry about her daughters and what they think.”
Ava looked up from her order toward her sister.“Wait, hold up.You think Mom’s not dating because of us?”
“It’s possible.”
She didn’t like that.For some odd reason, she couldn’t help but think about Pat.Not as a date for her mother, no, she didn’t like the thought of that.She liked Pat.When he first started coming to the coffee shop, she had been nervous.His leather cut had unnerved her, and although she had grown up with the Chaos and Carnage MC around town, suddenly at work, it felt different.
Only, there was no trouble.No more MC arrived.Just Pat.He wasn’t looking for trouble, he was looking for some peace and quiet, coffee, and cake.She loved serving him, loved talking with him.
“What do you think of the Chaos and Carnage MC?”Ava asked, looking toward Violet.
Her sister shrugged.“I don’t think anything of them, to be honest.I know Mom goes to the garage they own, and they own the bar as well.There are a few other places they run, but I’m not sure which.Why?”
“No reason.”She spoke way too fast.
“Okay, you must think I’m an idiot, because you don’t go asking about anyone or anything, and now you do.What gives?”
Ava sighed.“It’s nothing.One of the guys comes into the coffee shop.”
“Which one?”
“Pat.I don’t know his last name.”
“No one knows his last name, I don’t think.He’s the ex-military guy.Scary as fuck, and I don’t think he talks.”
“He does ...talk,” Ava said.
Violet stared at her, and she tried not to blush, but it was impossible, especially as she thought about Pat and his soft-spoken voice, which also seemed a bit gruff.
“Have you got a thing for Pat?”Violet asked.
She didn’t have to answer, because their mother returned with their burgers, and Violet was too hungry to keep questioning her.
