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yours.” He headed back down the hill.
Like a flash fire, Storm’s temper flared. “Why do you hate me so much? What the hell did I do to you?” She yelled , her greeneyes glowing.
Cairo turned on her with vengeance.
“You have the nerve to ask me that? I hate you for being a liar and a cheat. I hate you for being a lying . . . ” Cairo stopped abruptly.
“ . . . snake” Storm finished for him. “That’s what you called me six years ago. It’s been oversix years since that night, how long do you plan on punishing me? Have you never asked yourself in all this time why I changed my mind after marrying you? Didn’t you ever wonder what could have been behind my change of heart?”
“No, I’ve never wondered. Why would I?” Cairo yelled all pretense of calm now gone. “I saw your face in that living room. I looked into your eyes. I pleaded with you to tell me the truth and you did. You never loved me and I will never forgive you for making me believe even for a second that you did.”
Storm’s eyes filled with tears. “My God,” she said in awful realization. “You really do hate me.”
“Yes!” He admittedturning his back on her. “I hate you far more than you will ever know.”
When he turned back around Storm was running down the treacherously steep path.
“Get your things, we’re leaving this instant!” Storm yelled at her son as she burst into the room, startling him and the hotel nanny. With the barest flick of her head, she sent the woman fleeing the room before the tears came in earnest. Without stopping to catch her breath, she took her clothes from the drawers in handfuls. With little regard to order, she filled suitcase after suitcase with her clothing. Cairo hated her and Storm was inconsolable. Consumed with her own misery she didn’t see the look of devastation that crossed her son’s face.
When she finally turned to look at him, she forgot her own problems. She dropped to her knees and held him close.
“Oh, Shane, baby. I am so sorry.” She apologized, her heart breaking.
Visibly close to tears, Shane hugged her, and in a familiar ritual, they consoled each other.
“It’s okay, mommy,” he soothed her. “I know Cairo is being stubborn, but you can’t give up.” He said forcefully. “I won’t let you.”
Storm wiped away the proof of her sorrow. “I can’t abide tears. Crying has never solved anything.”
She hung her head for a while and then slowly lifted it again with the greatest effort. She had to be strong, if not for herself, then for Shane. Staring at her son’s dejected face, the magnitude of what she had lost swept over her.
“Shane, darling, how could I have done this to you? In my determination to get Cairo I have lost sight of what is most important in my life: you. Let’s leave this place and go back home.”
Shane wasusually a happy child with a bright smile and infectious laugh. But when he looked at her now there was misery beyond his yearsmirrored in the emerald of his eyes.
“I’m not leaving. You promised me Cairo and I want him. I need a daddy. You promised me a daddy!” He wailed.
“I know, darling—” Storm said trying to soothe him. Shane cut her off.
“No! No! You promised. You promised!” Shane yelled, long repressed tears flowing freely.
“Cairo is going to be my daddy. I’m not leaving! You go, you leave, I don’t care. I’m not going!” Still crying, Shane turned and ran from the room.
Storm gave chase, but her son was too fast for her. Distraught, he ran wildly with no apparent destination in mind. He was in no condition to be alone. He tore down the stairs, through the hotel lobby and out the front doors before she lost sight of him. Her gaze searched the horizon frantically for any sign of her son. He was nowhere to be found.
“Shane! Shane!” She yelled searching the grounds anxiously for her son. When he didn’t answer terror set in. She had never seen him so upset. In the state of mind he
Like a flash fire, Storm’s temper flared. “Why do you hate me so much? What the hell did I do to you?” She yelled , her greeneyes glowing.
Cairo turned on her with vengeance.
“You have the nerve to ask me that? I hate you for being a liar and a cheat. I hate you for being a lying . . . ” Cairo stopped abruptly.
“ . . . snake” Storm finished for him. “That’s what you called me six years ago. It’s been oversix years since that night, how long do you plan on punishing me? Have you never asked yourself in all this time why I changed my mind after marrying you? Didn’t you ever wonder what could have been behind my change of heart?”
“No, I’ve never wondered. Why would I?” Cairo yelled all pretense of calm now gone. “I saw your face in that living room. I looked into your eyes. I pleaded with you to tell me the truth and you did. You never loved me and I will never forgive you for making me believe even for a second that you did.”
Storm’s eyes filled with tears. “My God,” she said in awful realization. “You really do hate me.”
“Yes!” He admittedturning his back on her. “I hate you far more than you will ever know.”
When he turned back around Storm was running down the treacherously steep path.
“Get your things, we’re leaving this instant!” Storm yelled at her son as she burst into the room, startling him and the hotel nanny. With the barest flick of her head, she sent the woman fleeing the room before the tears came in earnest. Without stopping to catch her breath, she took her clothes from the drawers in handfuls. With little regard to order, she filled suitcase after suitcase with her clothing. Cairo hated her and Storm was inconsolable. Consumed with her own misery she didn’t see the look of devastation that crossed her son’s face.
When she finally turned to look at him, she forgot her own problems. She dropped to her knees and held him close.
“Oh, Shane, baby. I am so sorry.” She apologized, her heart breaking.
Visibly close to tears, Shane hugged her, and in a familiar ritual, they consoled each other.
“It’s okay, mommy,” he soothed her. “I know Cairo is being stubborn, but you can’t give up.” He said forcefully. “I won’t let you.”
Storm wiped away the proof of her sorrow. “I can’t abide tears. Crying has never solved anything.”
She hung her head for a while and then slowly lifted it again with the greatest effort. She had to be strong, if not for herself, then for Shane. Staring at her son’s dejected face, the magnitude of what she had lost swept over her.
“Shane, darling, how could I have done this to you? In my determination to get Cairo I have lost sight of what is most important in my life: you. Let’s leave this place and go back home.”
Shane wasusually a happy child with a bright smile and infectious laugh. But when he looked at her now there was misery beyond his yearsmirrored in the emerald of his eyes.
“I’m not leaving. You promised me Cairo and I want him. I need a daddy. You promised me a daddy!” He wailed.
“I know, darling—” Storm said trying to soothe him. Shane cut her off.
“No! No! You promised. You promised!” Shane yelled, long repressed tears flowing freely.
“Cairo is going to be my daddy. I’m not leaving! You go, you leave, I don’t care. I’m not going!” Still crying, Shane turned and ran from the room.
Storm gave chase, but her son was too fast for her. Distraught, he ran wildly with no apparent destination in mind. He was in no condition to be alone. He tore down the stairs, through the hotel lobby and out the front doors before she lost sight of him. Her gaze searched the horizon frantically for any sign of her son. He was nowhere to be found.
“Shane! Shane!” She yelled searching the grounds anxiously for her son. When he didn’t answer terror set in. She had never seen him so upset. In the state of mind he
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