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Belle Pointe. Karen Young
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isbn 9781474024006
Автор произведения Karen Young
Серия MIRA
Издательство HarperCollins
Praise for KAREN YOUNG
“The suspense is almost unbearable.”
—Romantic Times BOOKclub on Never Tell
“Karen Young is a writer who delivers intense, gripping
and dark suspense…bound to keep you hooked.”
—Romantic Times BOOKclub
“Young skillfully mixes romance with
edge-of-your-seat suspense.”
—Library Journal
“…a powerful novel that was extremely
hard to put down.”
—Romance Reviews Today on In Confidence
“…a moving tale of second chances.”
—Romantic Times BOOKclub on Private Lives
“Karen Young is a spellbinding storyteller.”
—Romantic Times BOOKclub
Also by KAREN YOUNG
NEVER TELL
IN CONFIDENCE
PRIVATE LIVES
FULL CIRCLE
GOOD GIRLS
Belle Pointe
Karen Young
Acknowledgments
As in all my books, I’m indebted to so many people who helped make this one happen. I took a leap of faith when I chose to build the story around a professional baseball superstar. Most of what I know about baseball I learned in grade school.
Therefore, I relied on guidance from Doug Simmons, my son-in-law, for the technicalities of the game and the effect of injuries on a pitcher. For guidance on the workings of a cotton plantation, I relied on Peggy Peal, my grandson’s other grandmother, whose family has lived on and worked a cotton plantation in the Mississippi Delta ever since God invented dirt.
For insight into the social culture of the Delta, I owe thanks to Gloria Dunbar. For the business stuff, Bob Wood, my lawyer son-in-law, proved, as always, a fabulous asset. Finally, to my editor, Valerie Gray, for insightful critique. Thanks to you all.
For my grandson, Josh.
Baseball, football, basketball—
the family’s very own super athlete!
Contents
One
As it always happened at these events, the room was filled to capacity. Scanning the crowd, Anne Whitaker estimated the number at better than three hundred, well surpassing the goal of the nonprofit sponsor. Amazed that all it took for folks to plunk down five hundred dollars a plate was the appearance of the star pitcher of the St. Louis Jacks—who just happened to be her husband. Buck’s name was a strong draw, so he was constantly in demand. Not only was he a gifted speaker and utterly relaxed in front of an audience, but he was genuinely funny. And, perhaps most appealing of all, he came across as modestly unimpressed with his superstar status.
Anne smiled politely and murmured in response to a comment from the baseball commissioner’s wife seated on her left. With the din of voices and the music of a live band, it was impossible to have any real conversation. As distracted as she was, she wouldn’t have been able to talk anyway. She was ten weeks pregnant and feeling distinctly ill. It wasn’t the classic nausea that came with pregnancy, but something different and it filled her with panic. During the cocktail hour, she’d made no less than four visits to the powder room fearing the worst, but so far nothing. More than anything, she wanted to go home. But a glance at her watch told her it would be a while yet before that was possible.
When she glanced up to find Gene Winston, Buck’s agent, watching her narrowly, she managed what she hoped was a natural smile. No surprise that Gene had picked up on her distraction. Even if he knew the reason she was distracted, he would be unmoved. Buck’s public image was all he cared about. He never needed to remind her of her role at these events. She knew it and played it well.
Buck, finally sensing something, let his napkin fall to the floor. Leaning close on a pretext of retrieving it, he murmured in her ear, “You feeling okay,