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Chapter 6
"You have a very lovely place, Sara," he said coming through the door behind her. Hank came up to Sara and started to bark at the stranger.
"Hank," she said in authoritative voice. Hank stopped barking but kept his teeth bare and growling.
"I guess your dog doesn't like me," he said smoothly looking into her eyes. He always seemed to make her melt with that voice.
Flashback
Jonathan and Sara had become closer over the years. She was the girl next door to him. He had asked Sara to be his girlfriend when she turned fifteen. She had already known him for three years. Her brother didn't have a problem with it since he knew Sara was in good hands. Her parents were a different story though. Laura thought they were spending too much time together.
"Sara, I love you," Johnny told Sara as he was holding her hand. They were lying on the forest ground staring at the stars.
He was her first love, and she didn't struggle at saying it.
"I love you too."
He turned to his side, so he could look at her. He had a smile on his face.
"What are you smiling at?"
"Nothing," he said turning back around with a bigger smile. This time she turned around and got on top of him. She kissed his lips softly at first and then with more fire. He laid his hands on her hips and pulling her closer.
He groaned in pleasure when she grinned her body into him. He thrusted back up into her movement.
"I need you," she moaned.
He reversed their roles, so he was on top.
End of Flashback
"Hank go lay down," she ordered the dog.
"Can I get you anything?" she said already going to the kitchen.
"No thank you. I just came to talk."
She looked back at him when he wasn't watching her and examined him. He hadn't changed much. His age showed on him. She guessed prison could do that to someone. She couldn't say he wasn't good-looking. He looked even better with age.
"Why make a appearance now? When did you get released from prison?"
"I didn't know you lived in Nevada. I got released on good behavior almost ten years after I was sentenced. I work in childcare, foster care. It doesn't pay really anything, but I like it, and I'm not leaving Nevada," he said finishing his sentence sternly.
"Why talk with me then?" She was angry with him, and he knew it wasn't good to mess with a pissed Sidle.
"Sara," he said sighing.
"You seem like you need answers. I'll do anything to give you closure. I want for you to be happy."
He said walking a farther distance away but keeping his eye on her.
"My farther is dead and my mother now too. How can you get closure from that? And I'm happy the way I am now."
"Then why is it that when I look you in the eyes you look away because you don't want me to see what you really feel? You know you were never able to hide anything from me," he said taking his first step forward while she took her first step back.
"I'm the one that's asking the question, not you," she said almost like it was a interrogation which was how it was turning out.
"Then ask Sara!" he said almost yelling. She knew he wouldn't hurt her. He never laid a hand on her to inflict pain.
"Why did you do it? Why did you kill my father?"
He stood shocked and frozen.
