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2024-10-29 19:42:56My heart was pounding, stomach cramping, and I felt a little light-headed as I followed the gPS to where Kayla had been hiding for the past year.
As I eased up to the curb, I noticed Mick getting out of a beat up old Army Jeep. As his large body lumbered toward me, my gaze kept darting to the large house to the right of us. There was nothing homey or cozy about it; no, it was nothing like the home we'd built together. This one was flashy.
"She's in there," Mich assured me as he approached. "I saw her come back about 20 min ago and she hasn't reemerged."
I nodded, unable to find my voice quite yet.
"I'll wait out here, unless you need me to come with you," Mick stated, his eyebrow raised. I wasn't sure if that eyebrow was him daring me not to be a wuss, or him simply waiting for my reply, but I took a deep breath and dug deep.
"No, I've got it," I replied, clutching the manila folder that held my key to freedom.
Mick leaned agains
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He said we'll be there soon, and I doubted he meant Tyson or Wyatt, or even Tanner, although I would have been less nervous with any of them...yes, even Tanner...than I was about his 9 year old daughter that obviously hated me."It'll be fine, Renee'," I assured myself out loud as I worked on the flowers for the various cakes that would be served at the anniversary party. Not 50 of them, thank goodness, although that would be cool, but each table would have their own cake centerpiece that would be a miniature version of the actual anniversary cake.that meant I had a lot of flowers to make. Calla Lilies, which were the flowers she'd had in her wedding bouquet.Still, when John had offered to bring food, I'd jumped at the chance to see him."Talking to yourself again?" Suzanne asked as she walked in, her trustyclipboard in hand."Of course," I replied with a smile, then gave my sister a once over and whistled. "Wow, you look great.'
