Christmas Kiss From The Sheriff

“I recognize you,” she said, training the barrel of her rifle at the sheriff’s chest. “You brought my young’uns home from town over the summer when the weather turned.”

“Glad to see you remember. They were selling their pelts. How’s the trapping been out this way?”

“Good as anywhere, I ’spect.”

“You okay on meat?”

“’Preciate your askin’. Billy checks his trapline daily. Got rabbit, raccoon, squirrel. We’re doin’ all right.” Her gaze flickered to Gemma and drifted down her coat to her shoes before eyeing the sheriff again. “What’s she doin’ here?”

“This is Miss Starling, the new schoolteacher in Clear Springs.”

Gemma took one step closer. She couldn’t very well say that she was upset with Tara’s and Billy’s attendance right off. And in the light of their upbringing, suddenly it seemed insensitive to broach a criticism right at the start of the meeting. “I am visiting all of my students’ families to introduce myself.”

“Oh?” Mrs. Odom lowered the destructive end of the rifle only slightly.

“Sheriff Parker offered to accompany me since I didn’t know the way.”

Finally, the woman lowered her rifle completely and walked over to the corner of the porch to wedge it against the wall. “I’d offer you a seat but there ain’t none. What can I do for you?”

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