Haisley’s a chambermaid. Confronting a past mistake, Saxon’s at the hotel with another woman.
Two months prior, her older brother, AJ, had forgotten to pick her up. Why was he even home? He never stayed this long and he also didn’t help with the bills, yet he ate their food. He was the one who had volunteered to fetch her.
She was always having to protect herself. They wanted the obvious from her, when you were the second of nine children, you didn’t need birth control. Your daily life was birth control. Her mother worked twelve-hour shifts at Walmart six days a week, and on the seventh day, she cleaned houses. Five, to be exact.
When Haisley wasn’t working, she was cleaning the trailer, making dinner, washing clothes, yelling at my younger brothers who did nothing to help, and putting out a fight—because when there were that many kids, someone was always fighting. During the school year, she helped with their homework, packed their lunches, did the grocery shopping. It was safe to say, she was never having kids.
Vulcan and Vinn 12) year-old twins, Thorn (10) had regular contact with their father. Silver (15) her sister, visited her dad in prison on his birthday every year. AJ and Haisley were fathered by the same man, a married man, but they’d never met him. Her mother moved two states away to live with her sister until she got pregnant with Jamaica (18) —fathered by her sister’s boyfriend. Obviously, they were kicked out of the house when the paternity was revealed; then her mother took up with a man she’d met in a bar where she was waitressing, he was Silver’s dad. After Cliff, her mother got pregnant with Salem (14) who would have been fourteen but she never made it to the age of nine. Leukemia had taken her. DJ (13) her brother, didn’t know his father either, but every year, he looked more like AJ. The resemblances weren’t those that they had gotten from their mother. There was the uncanny fact that he was the only sibling sharing Haisley’s eye colour. Violet eyes weren’t common. Especially their shade. It seemed that her my sperm donor had hooked up with her mother and left her pregnant, again. She’d never admit it, she wasn’t ever going to give us the truth. The lies she fed us were all they would get. Vulcan, Vinn, and Thorn were from her mother’s only marriage. It had lasted five years before Bobby Mills packed his bags and walked out of the door. She’d never been more relieved. He still paid child support most of the time and came and got the three boys every other weekend. He also sexually abused Jamaica and Haisley.
She had no time to date. She taught eight yoga classes, cleaned six different houses and volunteered at the hospital weekly. The closest thing to a date was the nephew of her boss at the yoga centre had visited during the summer and asked her out, she wasn’t available. Sammy, another instructor—who was promiscuous —made it clear she was interested, they’d dated the rest of the time he was in town.
Kye’s character in this outshone his persona in Burn. He provided a sinister twist of comic relief.
Sax eventually discovers that Haisley was forced by the ‘family’ into walking away from their relationship. She must also reconcile her brother AJ didn’t love her. He hadn’t been a good person, he’d traded his conscience. He’d abducted her, had her tied up, indifferent to endangering her life. Giving her to a gang…and was killed at the hands of Saxon. His love of power, drugs, and himself outweighed his morality. The world he had been in would have brought more danger to my family than anything Silver did would have. It hurt to know her brother had clearly hated her.
Saxon tried to remain in control until AJ started spewing cruel vitriol at her, he wanted to shut him up and couldn’t stand that he was hurting her. The fury that coursed through him and the need to protect her took over. Not thinking about the way his death would hurt her. That hadn’t registered in my head at the time.
Indiscretions have a way of resurfacing.
Grammatical errors.