Catherine Anderson Quote

There was no such thing in being prepared for Henry’s temper when it blew. Though Loretta was braced for it, she still jumped at the first roar.You’re I’m in the family way.With one suspender up and one down, his shirt partially untucked, and both feet bare, Henry was ill prepared for throwing a tantrum. His face mottled, the spots an alarming shade of purple. Eyes bugging like blue marbles, he croaked, With that bastard Comanche’s get?He isn’t a bastard. I met his father.Henry worked his mouth like a beached catfish. Leveling a finger at her nose, he hissed, I don’t told you what I’d do if you threw an Injun brat. I’ll swing it by its heels and bash its brains, that’s what.Loretta’s stomach twisted into a knot. Fear for her unborn baby made her retreat a step.Shut up, Henry.Rachel’s voice was so soft, the words so calmly spoken, that for a moment neither Loretta nor Henry turned to look at her. Then Loretta registered what she had heard. Her aunt stood by the rifle rack. She had the Spencer in her hands; the barrel was pointed at the floor, but she was ready, if her stance was an indication, to throw the butt to her shoulder.What did you say? Henry grated.I said , Henry. Rachel’s voice was still soft, but the glint in her eyes was fighting mean. I’ve put up with your cussedness for nigh on nine years. No more. You apologize to Loretta Jane this instant.Or you’ll do what?Rachel lifted a challenging brow. Well, I reckon you’re too big for me to grab you by the heels and your brains. Guess I’ll have to blow them out. Now apologize. I won’t have that kind of talk in my house.