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real mother, Ruby’s sister Lydia, had been a single girl whose fiancée
had been killed in the Second World War when she was pregnant
with his child. And Lydia was also the mother of Rachael and Bobby,
whom Ronald had always thought were his cousins.
It had been almost more than his twelve-year-old mind could process,
but one thing delighted him. Although he was saddened to learn
that Ruby Harrison, the woman he still called Mom, was really his
aunt, he was elated that the man who had regularly beat him, ridiculed
him or ignored him, was no blood relation whatsoever. Bill
Harrison was nothing more than a bully who had apparently passed
on this trait to his firstborn, Lyssa.
Lyssa Harrison was not the type of girl Ronald had ever imagined
would be a friend of his sister, but that is what had happened
when Rachael started high school. The way the older girl had acted
towards Rachael when they were kids only furthered his confusion.
In their teen years the cousins had become inseparable, and he knew
that Tyne and Morley were not happy at the negative influence Lyssa
had on their adopted daughter.
As he came to the end of the furrow, Ronald saw Morley’s Ford
station wagon come into the yard and pull up near the house. Before
the car had made a full stop, the rear doors burst open, disgorging
Bobby and the six-year-old twins, Katie and Susie. Ronald grinned
as he watched Bobby chase his sisters around the house to the back
door.
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