Wayne Bailey's eyes burned with intensity, his body emanating heat.
The old man's voice resonated:
[Anna Jadwin is the only granddaughter-in-law I recognize. No one can touch her for as long as I'm alive. If you want to divorce and marry someone else, you have to wait until I'm dead! *cough cough cough*... I won't meet anyone else, no matter how good the woman is. I'm a loyal man; I stick to my decisions... Wayne, you've disappointed Grandpa so much...]
A voice echoed in the darkness:
[Will Grandpa only live for a year? Can we write it in the contract that the marriage will be invalid once Grandpa passes away?]
Anna Jadwin slept sweetly, her cheeks squashed by her glasses.
Wayne Bailey clenched his jaw, his head throbbing with pain. He reached out to remove her glasses.
The cell phone vibrated twice.
Raphael Bailey's text message scrolled across the screen:
[Country Girl, you seem to care about me quite a bit. I didn't get wet in the rain; I just took a hot shower!]