Page 93 of Halligan To My Axe


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“Oh yeah, remember a few months back when you came in here to eat? Tillie was tending the counter that night and watched you speak to Trance for the entire two hours y’all were here. She hates your guts.” Martha said excitedly.

“I’m thinking that maybe we shouldn’t eat our food.” I observed dryly, staring down at the food Tillie had placed in front of us with a forlorn expression.

“I watched her bring it out here, she didn’t do anything to it. That’s not to say that she wouldn’t have, though, if I hadn’t been watching.” Martha said as she bustled away.

“You’ve got a hater. Way to go, Viddy!” I teased.

She rolled her eyes, and I had to laugh. She used to do that a lot before the accident, and that was the first time I’d seen it since. It made me happy that she was doing it. That was the first I’d seen of the old Viddy in a long time.

Our hour went fast, and soon Dixie was walking up to the table in no time, offering to usher me out the door. “I’ve got an appointment I have to get to. Are you about ready, darlin’?”

Viddy smiled when she heard his voice and turned in his direction. “Hi, Dixie. How are you doing today?”

Dixie smiled down at my sister, and I couldn’t help how awesome it was that the club accepted my sister just as they had me. It made me feel good that Viddy would have the full support of every one of the Dixie Wardens if she was ever in need.

“I’m doing alright, sweet pea. Do you need help to your car before we head out?” He asked her.

Viddy scowled at him, and Dixie snickered.

“Okay, okay,” he said, holding his hands up and backing away from the table. “It was good seein’ you girl; make sure you come out for the New Year’s party this weekend.”

With that, he left, and I looked at the smile still on my sister’s face. She looked happy. “Will you come?”

Viddy turned her smile on me, and answered. “Absolutely. I think a party is in order after everything that’s happened in the last couple of days. That and I’m due for some fun, don’t you think?”

I was happy on my way home from the diner. That was until I realized I was missing my purse.

“Oh, Dixie! I forgot my bag, can we go back and get it, please?” I said urgently.

He played like he was annoyed, but swung the truck around back in the direction of the diner. Luckily we were only about five minutes away.

Nearly five minutes too late.

The first thing I noticed was my sister walking towards the direction of the bus stop.

That had me cursing up a storm because she was supposed to be picked up by Paul.

“What is she doing walking?” I growled, pointing my sister out to Dixie.

He turned his head to the side as he swung into a handicapped spot illegally, at the front of the diner. Which was why we saw the black Hummer stop on the road just in front of Viddy and cut her off. She startled and froze at the sound of the large truck screeching to a halt beside her, waiting to see her fate.

However, I was nearly out of the car before Dixie grabbed a hold on my hand in an iron grip and held me so tight I cried out in shock and pain.

“Dixie, what are you doing? Let me go!” I screeched.

He silenced me with one look that had me freezing in my tracks before pulling out his phone and dialing. He then set it on the seat between us and reared out of the vehicle, leaving the door wide open as he took off as fast as his big body would allow.

He didn’t make it in time, though.

The man who’d stepped out of the Hummer grabbed Viddy by the hair, opened the passenger side door, and threw her bodily into the Hummer before slamming the door shut.

His pace quickened when he saw Dixie coming towards him, but he didn’t need to, he was in the Hummer and shooting down the road before Dixie had even made it halfway there.

Dixie growled in frustration before turning around and running back towards the truck.

It was then that I heard Kettle’s frantic voice as he yelled for Dixie to answer him.

“Dixie!” He bellowed hoarsely.

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