Grabbing his shoulders, she tugged him toward
the edge of the bed. “Come on, wake up and go back out the window
before anyone sees you.”
He flung out his arms without opening his eyes. “Baby, where’s muh present?”
Evading his groping hands, she slapped his arms. “Not here, I guarantee you.”
When that got no response, she pounded his back. “Wake up, you crazy drunk.”
A rap sounded at her door. “Nettie? What’s Josh’s horse doing in front of our house?”
Good Heavens, who else had seen his familiar horse? Papa seeing
the animal was enough. “You’d
have to ask him.”
Giving up on getting Josh
to awaken and climb out the window, she tugged him to the floor. He hit
with a loud thump. Except for the noise, she thought it served him
right.
“Nettie? Why haven’t you opened the door?”
“Just a minute.” Bracing her back against the wall for leverage,
she pushed Josh under her bed. Hurriedly, she climbed back between the
sheets. To hide Josh from anyone standing in the doorway, she draped
her quilt to the floor on that side of the bed.
The knob turned and Papa came inside, followed by Mama.
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