Cowboy’s Christmas Librarian by Clara Pines EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Clara Pines
- Language: English
- Genre: Christian Romance
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LOGAN
Logan Williams took a deep breath of frosty November air, and then
slowly turned the copper knob of the door to his parents’ house.
He had been sneaking in and out of the Williams Homestead since
he was a teenager, so he knew better than to try and slip in the side door that
always let out a squeal as it opened, or the back way with the rickety wooden
steps and the old door that had to be slammed to shut all the way.
No, it was best to do what he was doing now – walk right in the front
door, which was always kept oiled.
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Once he was in and had slipped off his boots, he could tiptoe over the
thick Oriental rugs all the way to the walnut staircase, skipping the squeaky
steps until he got to his room.
Logan had been out with the boys again tonight, at the little pub they
called the Barrel, which was nothing new. But he was especially late because
he had volunteered to be the designated driver, so he’d dropped everyone else
off before heading home himself.
Not only did that mean that he hadn’t consumed a single drop of beer, it
also meant he had no excuse for the shiner he was sporting.
He eased the door open and took a look around.
The small lamp on the hall table was on, as usual, but otherwise the house
was dark and silent.
He slipped inside, soaking in the warmth. But before he could reach down
to take off his boots, there was a scream and a hiss like the air being let out of
a tire.
“Chester,” he gasped.
He had stepped on the tip of the old tabby cat’s tail.
Stepping back as quickly as he could, he inadvertently slammed the door
behind him.
Chester darted off toward the table, banging into it so hard that Logan had
to run to grab the lamp before it fell over.
He caught the lamp but dropped his phone, which clattered on the only
section of wood floor uncovered by area rugs in the whole foyer.
He grabbed it and checked the screen.
It was already cracked, but the cracks didn’t seem any worse.
When he straightened, he saw the cat was sitting on the chair by the table,
licking a paw, like he was only an observer of Logan’s idiocy and hadn’t
been part of the problem.
But there was no time to react because someone was coming down the
staircase fast, someone who wasn’t worried about hitting the squeaky stairs.
“Logan,” his name burst out of his mother’s mouth in a sigh of relief and
frustration.
She was wearing his father’s old plaid bathrobe and carrying a fireplace
poker, her long silvery brown hair in a braid.
His father followed, wearing an old Trinity Falls Volunteer Firefighter tshirt and pajama bottoms that matched the robe.
“Hey, son,” his dad said, rubbing his eyes tiredly.
“I’m so sorry,” Logan said, throwing his hands up.
“You’re an adult,” his mother said immediately. “It’s not that we mind
you having late nights. We don’t. But can’t you just come in quietly and go to
bed, like a normal person?”
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