Sunshine Valley

Instead of answering the daily prompt with personal stuff; I’m gonna work the prompt into my story. Hope you enjoy.

Some Christian 

     Rebecca sat on the porch drinking at a cup of coffee. She was still torn up over the night’s activities. Sheriff Pace’s truck was still parked in Evelyn’s driveway. Simon sat down beside her with his own cup. 

     “The sheriff’s truck is still there. He shouldn’t have spent the night. That’s not very Christian behavior. You would think getting called out in front of the congregation was enough to stop that.”

     “They are engaged.”

     “So, maybe you should run for sheriff. It would be a steady income.”

     Simon choked on his coffee; then tried something different, “she’s scared. You would want someone around if something like that had happened to you.”

     Rebecca took a sip of her coffee, “one of her girl friends should be there. Not the sheriff.”

     “You and I didn’t wait until we were married to have relations.”

     “We didn’t profess Christianity either.”

     “You did.” He gently reminded her. “You are the one that got me going to church.”

     Their attention was pulled to a truck bouncing down the road. 

     “Perhaps you should befriend her,” Simon suggested; as he took another sip. 

     From the other direction, a state police cruiser stopped in the road behind Sheriff Pace’s truck. He got out of the passenger side, waved at the officer, who drove off. Pace walked over to the house. Knocked on the door and was let in. 

     Simon gave his wife a sideways glance. She only scoffed. 

     The cruiser and the truck passed on the road. Neither stopping to chat. 

     “Who do you think that could be?” Rebecca watched the truck get closer.

     “Perhaps one of Evelyn’s girl friends.” Came Simon’s no nonsense answer.

     Rebecca got up, put one hand on her hip; using the other one to count off. If she’s scared, she should, go stay with her dad. Have a girl friend stay with her. Go stay in a hotel. Stay with a girl friend. Oh I know,” she smile, “move away, take all this drama with her.” She looked back toward the house, “pedophile.” She hissed. 

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