Small Scene

Only a few more hours and Crown Restored will be live! The latest in the Fairy Tales Series features Crown Princess Damaris and Huckleberry. Here is a small scene to tide you over until tomorrow. 

“Son, if you get kicked by your horse, you deserved it.” 

Huck groaned as he eased up on the brush. His uncle was right. Boba didn’t need him to take his anger out on him. His horse was innocent of Bill Hawthorne’s faults. 

“Boba hasn’t been brushed down in a while,” Huck said as he focused on his horse and not his uncle. 

“Cut the crap. Damaris told me where you two rode,” Ray said. 

“She your spy now?” Huck asked as he worked the knots out of Boba’s mane. 

“Don’t need one when I know you so well,” Ray said as he placed his hand on Boba’s back. “He wants to talk to you.” 

“Well, I don’t want to talk to him,” Huck said without 

looking away from the knot. “He’s about twenty years too late for any talk.” 

“I didn’t take you for this level of childish behavior. The man knows he screwed up with you, but there are things you don’t know about that time.” 

Huck finally looked at his uncle. 

“What? How my mother couldn’t take his verbal abuse and run her car off the bridge? Or how ‘bout this, how I joined the Army in wartime to get away from the man? He doesn’t get to clear his conscience. My mental health isn’t his playground anymore,” Huck said as he tossed the brush on the bench with the other brushes. 

Grabbing the reins, he led his horse into the stall before taking the reins off and shutting the door. 

“Every day you let the hurt fester is one more day you let the past win. You don’t think I didn’t hate my brother for what he did to you and your momma? I can’t tell you how much it hurt to watch you lose not only your mother but your father,” Ray said. 

“He didn’t die,” Huck said as he turned to face his uncle. “I don’t want to talk about him. I have a job to do, and it doesn’t involve Bill Hawthorne.” 

“But it does involve keeping a special woman safe,” Ray said. “I see more than you think I do, and the princess won’t let you not talk to your father.” 

“Damaris doesn’t get a say in this,” Huck said as he walked around his uncle and out of the barn.