Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 22 February 1941 — Page 15

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Drafted for Love { By RUTH AYERS

YESTERDAY: April discovers Ann's singing caused the quarrel with Kent. The storm has prevented her parents’ return from their trip so April is alone with her grief and her problem. But Kent will be leaving soon. Then a letter comes— It is from Ann.

CHAPTER TWELVE " ANN'’S letter was a brief scrawl, written in a shaky hand. “Dear Ones—I will be home in a few days. It’s no use staying any longer. The audition with Vivano was a miserable failure. It seems as if all I want now is to have you close to me, so I can forget these last weeks with my foolish hopes and dreams of success. Perhaps it was hecessary to teach me a lesson. For the rest of my life I will ask nothing more than to be happy in the real blessings of my family and my beloved Kent.” “It’s Ann,” April found herself saying to Octavia, “Our Ann is coming home.” Octavia burst into such a hallelujah of song that if Vivano had heard her, he might have thought he had the find of a century. At last, April Burnett knew there was only one thing to do. Ann was

returning, to be, as she had writ-[

ten it, “happy in the real blessings of my family and my beloved Ken 3 Ann’s beloved Kent. April must reach Kent .at once, confess tq him what she had done and beg his promise never to tell Ann

“Don’t bother with supper for me,” she told Octavia. “I'm going out.” Octavia’s cream and chocolate gmile vanished. “Not tonight, Miss April! You clean out of your wits?” “I think I am.” “For what for you goin’ to sail out in a storm like this?” ‘April was reaching for her own fur jacket and the tiny calot she wore like a monks’ cap on the back of her shining hair. “If you must know,” she said, “it’s to bring a little breath of April to the winter blizzard.” Octavia coaxed, cajoled, threatened and finally glowered suspiciously. “Wait ‘til your mother hear about this. And your father, why he’s like to clean git rid of me after the 20 years Ah’s spent raising you and Miss Ann.” ” 2 APRIL WAS TO remember this afterwards, even the questioning look in Octavia’s eyes and the last words, “Lawd help us—Lawd help us all.” The sentence started ringing ih April's head. If Ann hadn't written, if the let'er hadn’t arrived at this deadly psychological time with its pathetic appeal, April knew she would have remained stubbornly silent. This time when April started out there was no pretense of being Ann. Froni the calot and the jaunty coat with its lingering scent of the corsages that had been pinned on it, right down to the suede shoes with the high heels, she was all April Yes, April Burnett on her way for the reckoning with Kent Carter. The trip up the hill in the roadster would always remain something of a nightmare. . At a garage along the way, April stood ankle deep in snow while a mechanic put on chains. “Bad night for driving, isn’t it?” he asked with a bumptious cheeriness. “What—oh, yes, very bad.” “Should I charge this to your father, Miss Burnett?” “To my father? Yes, please.” “Better take it easy on the road up to the Carter place.” The mechanic grinned knowingly. Vaguely, she wondered how he should know she was going to the Carter home. Small towns were funny. They knew everything. Ann would never honk a horn. She thought it rude, bad-mannered. But April ‘honked tonight until the home on the hill opened and a wrinkled face appeared briefly. Then the door opened again and Kent came out, a stooped old Negro beside him to help him to the car with his bags. “Kent,” April found herself saying, “I'll take you to the train. There's something I must tell you.” “Thefe wasn’t any call for you to chauffeur me,” Kent answered in an expressionless voice. “I've been trying to get you all day by telephone, but I guess you know the storm’s put vhe lines out of order.” “Quite a storm we started yesterdhy, wasn’t it?” she forced a bitter laugh. “Yes, quite a storm.” ” ”

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hill, .fuzzy clouds of it eddying along the road. : April turned to Kent. Did she imagine it or had he changed. He was back in uniform and the broadshouldered coat had a certain swagger. The visor of the officer’s gap shadowed his face and made the dark glasses less noticeable. That wasn’t all. April saw the turn of his chin; was aware that his mouth was. set in an uncompromising line. ; “I'm a little early so we'd have planty of time to make the train,’ she began haltingly. “Maybe we have plenty of time for this, too,” he said.

Before April could move, Kent's

arms encircled hers, arms without|

gentleness. Slowly, his lips brushed across her cheek and then came down to crush her mouth. She tried to push away, but the hammering of her heart made her limp. This wasn’t the kiss he had

.given her yesterday on the hilltop.

This was something different, a searing, shattering kiss. When it was over, April pressed one hand to her lips. Kent had rio right to do this unless—unless he w. He'd said he hated cheap love - making. By the dashboard light, she saw he was shaken, foo, and sat remote, aloof in his corner of the seat. “Better start,” he advised in tlie same expressionless tone. Automatically, she set off. | The snow was a!'blessing; the treacherous roads an escape. Intent on the

driving, she could push every other

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THE WINDSHIELD piper labored as it cleared an arc in the glass and the tire chains rattled with a steely, discordant clatter. Neither April nor Kent spoke until the car had reached the foot of the hill. : Then Kent broke the deadlock. what was it you wanted to tell me?” ; Deep within her, what was coming, so on impulse she stopped the ce. The white night came down like a curtain as she turned to Kent. What she read in his tense face made her realize there wasn’t any need for her to speak at all. Kent Carter knew! “You're April,” he said. “That's why I kissed you as I did, to let you know I knew. Why did you do it, April? Was it to annex another scalp to your belt. Did you think your charm would be fatal?”

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(AJ1 events, names and characters inthis story are fictitioas.)

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