Bayou Paradox
They've brainwashed you." Tara LeBlanc crossed her arms over her chest and glared at her grandmother. "I can't believe you're turning your back on what you've always believed just because of CoCo and Alyssa's influence." And when Tara had opportunity, she'd tell her sisters exactly what she thought of their tactics. They'd played dirty in this silly game of religious gobbledygook.
Grandmere gave a slow shake of her head, the ends of her gray hair caressing her shoulders. "Ma chère, I thought the same thing for many years. Too many. Now, child, it's time to acknowledge the truth."
Tara stared out the kitchen window, chewing the inside of her cheek until she tasted a sharp, coppery tang. How had her sisters duped Grandmere? By getting her so confused she turned away from the voodoo she'd lived, breathed and actively practiced for more than five decades, that's how.
The sunny kitchen darkened as the late-afternoon sun dipped behind the treeline of the bayou. A hush fell over Lagniappe, Louisiana, escorting in the May evening. Tara turned from the window. "I already know the truth. You taught me. I can't believe you've bought into their fairy tale." That fact alone tor ... read full excerpt from Bayou Paradox ebook
