Wishing on the Water (Water Series Book 1) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Elizabeth York
mounted inside the little box.
This was all I had left of Chase, and I’s relationship. He was gone and so were his clothes, his pictures, and even his smell. Almost as though he never existed. I couldn’t breathe as I hugged the shadow box to me.
“ Candice, I am going to need you to step outside and talk to me while they finish clearing the scene.”
That was all I needed to hear to walk out. It didn’t have that comforting feeling most houses have after Chase had died and now it was as if I was in a stranger’s house. I wanted to sell the house and start over in an apartment or brownstone closer to downtown, but the Chaplain had drilled in the “don’t do anything for one year speech.”
“ Candy, you okay?” Jax asked as he reached for my arm to lead me out of the house.
“ I am fine. I want to go back to your house if that is okay.”
“ Candice, are you going to be at Jax’s later?” Christina asked in a monotone whisper. Her eyes looked inquisitive as if she was questioning something but her lip quivered just enough to notice.
“ I will be there, why?”
“ I wanted to see if I could come by. I haven’t seen you in two weeks and I really want to talk to you. I want to know that you are doing alright. You seemed to have cut everyone off except Jax, and while I am grateful you have him I still want you to be able to talk to me if you need it.” Christina murmured and looked at Jax as if having that silent conversation again.
“ Yea I will be there, you can come by anytime if it is alright with Jax. I do miss our girl talk.”
Jax merely nodded his head and I hugged Christina as we said our goodbyes. Everything in the house was a total loss. I didn’t even bother looking back as we pulled away. I had the only thing left untouched and I would cherish this shadow box in whatever new apartment I got.
“ How are you doing sweetheart?” Jax asked as we pulled out of the neighborhood.
“ It was worse than I expected.” I stated quietly. I had expected everything they said, but seeing is believing and it was like a sucker punch to the gut. It had stolen my breath to see all our things look like that.
“ Christina is stepping out of undercover work to handle the B&E. She will find out who and why. We will help you with the insurance claim and get it all cleaned up.”
“ Why is she doing that? I thought she only worked undercover or something.” I replied, I really didn’t know much about their work except what Chase would tell me and that was very little.
“ She is sucking up to the commissioner and chief of police to transfer over to narcotics and try and become my new partner.”
Jax’s hands tightened on the wheel when he uttered the word partner. He was not ready for a new partner and to be honest I don’t think the two of them would make a good team. They would constantly be fighting.
“ What do you want Jax?”
“ I don’t want a new partner.” Jax gritted his teeth with the answer.
Seeing the house like that and hearing Jax’s pain in his words brought reality back home to me. I was feeling the loss of Chase like it was the moment I got told all over again. I thought I was doing really well, but then a wave of grief comes out of nowhere and steals what semblance of sanity you have.
I was doing my best to hide my heartbreak as well as my tears. I was a survivor and needed to stay strong. At least that is what I told myself every morning when I woke up to realize that Chase wasn’t coming home.
We arrived at Jax’s as the sun began setting and the day’s heat had started to chill. He got a message and had to run to the precinct. Jax would need to eat, and I knew I could eat something, but the left over home-cooking comfort foods were out of the question. We had been surviving off them since the funeral and frankly I wanted something different. I thought it would be a nice
This was all I had left of Chase, and I’s relationship. He was gone and so were his clothes, his pictures, and even his smell. Almost as though he never existed. I couldn’t breathe as I hugged the shadow box to me.
“ Candice, I am going to need you to step outside and talk to me while they finish clearing the scene.”
That was all I needed to hear to walk out. It didn’t have that comforting feeling most houses have after Chase had died and now it was as if I was in a stranger’s house. I wanted to sell the house and start over in an apartment or brownstone closer to downtown, but the Chaplain had drilled in the “don’t do anything for one year speech.”
“ Candy, you okay?” Jax asked as he reached for my arm to lead me out of the house.
“ I am fine. I want to go back to your house if that is okay.”
“ Candice, are you going to be at Jax’s later?” Christina asked in a monotone whisper. Her eyes looked inquisitive as if she was questioning something but her lip quivered just enough to notice.
“ I will be there, why?”
“ I wanted to see if I could come by. I haven’t seen you in two weeks and I really want to talk to you. I want to know that you are doing alright. You seemed to have cut everyone off except Jax, and while I am grateful you have him I still want you to be able to talk to me if you need it.” Christina murmured and looked at Jax as if having that silent conversation again.
“ Yea I will be there, you can come by anytime if it is alright with Jax. I do miss our girl talk.”
Jax merely nodded his head and I hugged Christina as we said our goodbyes. Everything in the house was a total loss. I didn’t even bother looking back as we pulled away. I had the only thing left untouched and I would cherish this shadow box in whatever new apartment I got.
“ How are you doing sweetheart?” Jax asked as we pulled out of the neighborhood.
“ It was worse than I expected.” I stated quietly. I had expected everything they said, but seeing is believing and it was like a sucker punch to the gut. It had stolen my breath to see all our things look like that.
“ Christina is stepping out of undercover work to handle the B&E. She will find out who and why. We will help you with the insurance claim and get it all cleaned up.”
“ Why is she doing that? I thought she only worked undercover or something.” I replied, I really didn’t know much about their work except what Chase would tell me and that was very little.
“ She is sucking up to the commissioner and chief of police to transfer over to narcotics and try and become my new partner.”
Jax’s hands tightened on the wheel when he uttered the word partner. He was not ready for a new partner and to be honest I don’t think the two of them would make a good team. They would constantly be fighting.
“ What do you want Jax?”
“ I don’t want a new partner.” Jax gritted his teeth with the answer.
Seeing the house like that and hearing Jax’s pain in his words brought reality back home to me. I was feeling the loss of Chase like it was the moment I got told all over again. I thought I was doing really well, but then a wave of grief comes out of nowhere and steals what semblance of sanity you have.
I was doing my best to hide my heartbreak as well as my tears. I was a survivor and needed to stay strong. At least that is what I told myself every morning when I woke up to realize that Chase wasn’t coming home.
We arrived at Jax’s as the sun began setting and the day’s heat had started to chill. He got a message and had to run to the precinct. Jax would need to eat, and I knew I could eat something, but the left over home-cooking comfort foods were out of the question. We had been surviving off them since the funeral and frankly I wanted something different. I thought it would be a nice
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