today?”
“ No, Pete and Aden are
moving to Canon City this afternoon. Molly is home with
them.”
“ I can stay home
today…”
“ No, go. Jake wouldn’t ask
for help if he didn’t really need it,” Heather said. “They’ve been
really amazing since Mack was born.”
“ Why don’t I make some
brownies before I go?”
“ On the diet again,”
Heather shook her head. “I still have twenty pounds to
lose.”
“ Tell you what,” he said.
“Tomorrow, we’ll workout together. Running, lifting, only healthy
food. But today I’ll make you…”
“ Chocolate
cake?”
“ Coming right up,” he said.
“Can you take it easy today? Watch movies and hang out with
Mack?”
“ He’s not too much work,”
she nodded.
“ Should I call the
girls?”
“ No, you’re right. I just
need a break.”
He nodded. Sitting on their bed, she
followed him into their bedroom and watched him get dressed.
“ Do you want to move back
into your bedroom?” she asked. “You’re not sick anymore and
Mack…”
“ No,” Blane said. “I’m
happier than I’ve ever been in my entire life. Do you want your own
bedroom?”
She shook her head.
“ Let it rest, Heather,” he
said. “Everything is fine. Come on, let’s make a cake.”
He picked up Mack’s bassinette and carried
it to the kitchen. They settled him on the counter and laughed
their way through making a cake. Blane frosted one layer of cake in
the pan. He gave her the frosted warm cake.
“ I never did this for
Enrique,” he said. “I would only let him have a completed project.
No samples. You get anything you ask for. Ask me and it’s
yours.”
“ Do you love
me?”
“ I do,” he said.
“ Oh, really?” she
blushed.
“ Yes,” he said. “Do you
love me?”
“ Yes, a lot,” she said. Her
eyes welled with tears.
“ And sex?”
“ Not since we tried it that
time,” she gave him a watery smile. “Too weird.”
“ Weird is a word for it,”
he laughed.
“ But…”
“ No buts. Let’s just enjoy
it.”
“ No buts.” She
nodded.
He held her tight, kissed her cheek,
squeezed her hand then went out the door. Heather smiled.
Everything was fine. She was loved. She was
happy. He was happy. She’d just have to get used to it.
~~~~~~~~
Sunday afternoon — 1:35 P.M.
Jill looked across the kitchen table at
Sandy and Honey. Valerie sat down next to her at the table.
“ I asked you
guys…”
There was a crash from the living room where
Jake, Blane and a crew of men worked to clear the wreckage from the
incident with Levi Johansen. The women looked toward the kitchen
door. They were filling a second roll-off dumpster with debris and
furniture.
Honey, MJ and Sam had moved out of their
wing of the Castle. With the Chapel destroyed, a portion of the
Castle was no longer structurally stable. Sam had moved into an
apartment on the second floor while MJ and Honey had moved into an
apartment in the basement. Jacob had installed a stair lift so
Honey could get to the gym. She would be able to get up and down
the stairs to the basement when MJ wasn’t home.
Valerie got up to switch off the screaming
tea kettle.
“ Tea?” Valerie
asked.
The women shook their heads. Valerie made
herself some peppermint tea and sat back down.
“ Why did you want to talk
to us Jill?” Valerie asked.
“ Delphie usually cooks all
our meals,” Jill started.
“ She puts groceries in our
refrigerator,” Sandy said.
“ Ours too,” Honey said. “I
haven’t been to the grocery store since we moved in here. Delphie
has always taken care of all of that.”
“ Right,” Jill said. “I
think we need to assume she won’t do that for a while.”
“ What do the doctors say?”
Sandy asked.
“ Her brain damage, plus her
psychic predisposition, has precipitated in a mental state…”
Valerie stopped. Her eyes welled with tears. “She thinks she’s
dead. They don’t know if she’ll get better. There isn’t a med or a
therapy