Chapter 3

"And you are?" asked Miles. Leigh Anne scolded herself for sitting there with her mouth open. "Uh. Leigh Anne. Leigh Anne Foster." said Leigh Anne. "Oh, so you're a Foster." said Miles. "'Oh, so you're a Foster' is that all you're going to say to me?" asked Leigh Anne. "Maybe, maybe not." said Miles. Leigh Anne rolled her eyes. "You know Mrs. Foster. You're are quite young to be a wife." said Miles. "Excuse me?!" asked Leigh Anne. "I said-" he began, "I am NOT married. I'm a Pureblood Foster. Not married in. I've lived with the Fosters since I was 19!" said Leigh Anne. "Oh that's great to know." he said, and added "But it doesn't look like your family is coming." "Wherever my cousin goes, I follow." Leigh Anne said. "Oh. So it's now cousins, is it?" asked Miles, sarcastically. Leigh Anne was inches close to slapping him, but realized that he was messing with her to rouse her temper. She decided. If it's a game you want to play Mr. Tuck, then a game it shall be. she thought. "Oh. Do you have any family besides Jesse and your mother?" asked Leigh Anne. "Yes. My father." he replied. "And if I am to say I know a man that is looking for you and that I saw him in the woods, what would you say? Just to ask, that is." said Leigh Anne. She looked him. He had a gaped mouth open. "Oh. Mr. Tuck. Look ahead please. You're about to run us into a tree." said Leah Anne, sweetly. Miles turned the horse out of the range of the tree. "Do you know his na-name?" asked Miles. "No. Never caught his name. Sorry." said Leigh Anne. "You're lying." he said, angrily. "Maybe, maybe not." she said quoting Miles earlier comment. "Tell me girl!" he growled, he grabbed her arm, hard. "First. I am not a girl. I'm a lady. Second. I. Did. Not. Get. His. Name. Three. Yes, I was lying about him in the woods. However, I saw him by our fence when I ran after my cousin. And four. Let go of me." said Leigh Anne, angrily. It was all true about what she had said. She had seen a man in a yellow suit walking, after she ran after Winnie. Though, she thought by then, there were no Tucks at all. They came through the branches to a small red house next to a small pond. Winnie was already there, getting off Jesse's horse. Leah Anne hopped off and picked up her dresses and went to Winnie. "Winifred Katherine Foster!" yelled Leigh Anne. "If you ever run to that damned forest or anywhere, like in New York. I'll sit you back home with your father and mother and agree with them about sending you off to the school in Chicago!" Leigh Anne said to Winnie. "I'm so sorry, Leigh. It happened all so quickly." said Winnie. Leigh Anne hugged her tightly. "What in the name of the Lord?" asked a man, coming out. "Mae. What's going on? Did Miles and Jesse meet some girls or somethin'?" asked the man. "No, Tuck. These girls saw Jesse drinking out of the spring. They're Fosters, Angus. Fosters!" said Mae. "Don't worry, Leigh. I told Mrs. Tuck about what happened." Winnie said. "I also saw you riding a horse. Without the reins tied to the horn." added Winnie. "Oh. Yes. I didn't know who they were and I was frightened." said Leigh Anne. "Us? Kidnappers. In your dreams, Fosters. You're the ones that stole my horse." grunted Miles. Leigh Anne got so angry, her cheeks turned red. "Oh don't let him get your nerves in a twist, Ms. Foster. He's always been like that." said the Tuck brothers mother. That's what Leigh Anne had guessed. Then there was a splash and laughter. "Oh. You boys! We have guests in the house." said Mae. The boys were in the pond, splashing each other. "Yes, ma!" Jesse cried before being dunked by Miles. They both laughed. "That was some really good riding, Miss.." said Mae eyeing Leigh Anne. "Leigh Anne. Leigh Anne Gracent Foster. And thank you." said Leigh Anne. It was still hard for her to say the Fosters name without putting her mother's maiden name in hers. "Come follow me, girls." said Mae. They walked into an very untidy home. The parlor, looked as though they had never used it. It had a bed in a corner of the room. And was a faded yellow. They followed Mrs. Mae into the kitchen and dinning area. The washing area was filled with dishes. The dinning are looked as though two people sat there daily, but the other chairs were used for storage. There was yarn and wood shavings on the floor and chairs. "Please. Sit in Angus and my chairs. I'll clear these four chairs." said Mae. "So are you two married?" asked Mae. "Oh. I'm not old enough. But, Leigh Anne is and has been old enough." said Winnie. Leigh Anne glared at her cousin. "Oh Winnie. Don't you have quite the mouth today." said Leigh Anne. Mae laughed. "You act just like Miles and Jesse when they were young." said Mae. "And how Miles used to beat Jesse at running?" said Miles walking in. "Suck an egg, Miles." said Jesse walking in behind him. They were both soaking wet. Leah Anne rolled her eyes and looked over at Winnie. She might have had a fly get caught in there and not even noticed. Winnie was so focused on Jesse. She has a crush on him. Leigh Anne thought. Oh goodness. This is not going to end well. Her conscience added after. Miles, however was looking at her. She slightly blushed and brought her eyes to Tuck, who was also looking at her. "What's your name again, Miss..." asked Tuck. "Leigh Anne. Leigh Anne Gracent Foster, sir." said Leigh Anne. "Gracent? Well my oh my. I knew your daddy when he was growing up. I also knew your uncle. And your mamma. My oh my. Your daddy made the right decision marrying her." said Tuck. "You knew my dad? And mom growing up?" asked Leigh Anne. "Yeah. I was the same age I am know. I watched the Fosters grow and grow." Tuck said. Leigh Anne was more focusing on the fact that Tuck knew her parents. That cold, cold winter night in New York. She started crying thinking about it. Her mind scolded herself for crying in front of people. You promised you'd never cry like you did that night and quit it. her conscience said. "Oh Tuck. Come here dear." said Mae. "No, no. I'm fine." said Leigh Anne, doing as her conscience had said. Miles saw through those tears, though. He recognized them. He recognized them because he knew she was hiding something. Because he did the same thing with Jill. No, I'm not Rumpelstiltskin. Get your head out the Grimm Brothers books! You're still listening right? Because I'm not telling this story to myself, ya know.

So hi guys!

I know I posted Chapter 2 today, but felt like giving an extra, since 1. I'm babysitting a sibling. 2. I had time from homework and 3. felt like it. SO yeah. If you like this book so far, suggestion. Go read my Nancy Drew book. ((Although it's only at the sane chapter as this one)) :),

Later and REVIEW!

Libby