You’re a fighter. Look at everything you’ve overcome. Don’t give up now. – Olivia BensonJolene had been looking forward to Thanksgiving with her family. It had been weeks, if not months, since she had seen them. The last time that she had seen her family was after Ty got burned last month. Or was it the month before?It all seemed to blend into one long memory anymore.She had her suspicions about the triad. Jolene knew her brother better than he thought she did. She also saw the occasional looks and touches between the three of them. Maybe her mom’s new boyfriend would be there. JD had said that they were talking again but didn’t go into details. But they were all getting the daily pictures of her flowers. Jolene was glad that her mom was finally finding some happiness.Since JD was insisting on making his now famous apple crisp, she could try the dessert that everyone was raving about. At least she could still text and talk with her family. With that thought, she suddenly feared t
The ghosts of all the women you used to be are all so proud of who you’ve become. – Nikita GillReese was helping Dean with the last few dishes for their Thanksgiving meal. They were having it in Dean’s house since she had the double oven. Mary insisted on having a kitchen big enough to cook for large family parties. With nine sisters and way too many nieces to count, they had a lot of family. Even with it just being the three of them. both ovens were going. The turkey was already cooked by the chef at Oar House. Last time Reese had tried to cook a turkey by himself, Mary got a new kitchen. He was not making that mistake ever again.The large kitchen was designed in a modern farmhouse style with dark grayish blue and sea glass green. The countertops were a white quartz that complimented the reclaimed wood look floors. The radiant heated floors meant that Dean was usually barefoot. Just as she was now, with her gray pajama pants and hot pink Elvira shirt. Reese was in faded jeans an
You normally have to be bashed about a bit by life to see the point of daffodils, sunsets and uneventful nice days. – Alain de BottonSheriff Gina Dawson firmly believed that a good leader would lead by example and sacrifice. Not by demands and special treatment. And that is why she volunteered to do a twelve-hour tour on the holidays. Every holiday. She always wanted to make sure that her deputies had time with their families. Especially those with young children.Her own kids were grown and most had kids of their own now. She enjoyed being a grandma. There were times that she wished she was not being a grandma on her own. But fate had its own plans. She learned that when she buried her husband of twenty-seven years. He was killed in a shoot out with bank robbers. Wasn’t that the stereotypical death for a cop? With them both in law enforcement, they always joked that at least one of them would die in a bank robbery. When the police captain and sheriff pulled her into the sheriff’s o
Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful. – Mary ShelleyHendricks came around the corner in the complex and saw Pawlowski standing next to his patrol car. She got out of the car and switched on her camera giving the older man a not so nice greeting.“I hate these fucking calls.”He agreed and they hurried up the path. “With a damned fucking passion.”From the other side of the door was a loud crash followed by a man yelling “I own you, bitch!”“Ladies first.” Pawlowski motioned to the door. Twenty years ago, he could have taken the door down with no issue. Now he let the younger officers have the pleasure. He stepped to the side, with his tazer drawn and aimed at the ground, with his back to the outside wall, he nodded at the younger officer.“Thanks.” Hendricks replied with a smirk. She did two well-placed kicks to the door, and it burst open on the second kick. With quick movements taught by the army and perfected in the department, she drew her tazer as she entered the
You are one decision away from a completely different life. – Mel RobbinsGina watched her brother drive away before approaching the Morgan City police officer. She could see the smoke coming out of his ears and hear the wheels turning. She wondered what the excuse that he came up with would be.Stress from the job.Kink got out of control.Holidays.Pick a pile of bullshit and that would be the line that he would try to feed her.“Sheriff Gina Dawson.” Gina said extending a hand as she stopped in front of the local cop.“Sergeant David Wells. One of my officers lives there.”“I’m aware. He’s currently in custody.”“I want to speak to him.”“No.” Gina said flatly resting one hand on her gun and the other on her cuffs.“Professional courtesy.”“No.” She shook her head slightly. “Come on. I’m his boss.” “If you arrested someone off the street and their boss showed up, would you let them talk to their employee?”“No.”“Good. You know my answer.”“He’s entitled to legal representation.”
Breathe, darling. This is just a chapter, not your whole story. – S. C. LowerieReese knocked on Helen’s door and it was opened almost immediately by JD. Reese nodded at the teen as he entered the apartment. Helen was pulled into his arms and the tears began again. “I’m here, baby.” Reese murmured as he kissed her hair. Helen wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her head on his chest. She had missed this, way more than she thought she had. His heart pumped under her ear bringing her comfort. “Jolene’s being taken to Mercy.” Reese kissed her temple. “Let’s go to her.”Helen nodded and let herself be guided out to his Impala. After putting her on the bench seat next to him, he drove them to the hospital. Seeing Bunny and Dean in their cars behind him was not a surprise. But as his sisters and nieces began to fill the waiting room, he could only assume his daughter and Dean had something to do with it.The emergency waiting room was packed with women when the ER doctor walked ou
It’s OK to speak up for yourself, be assertive and refuse disrespect. It doesn’t make you a bitch. It makes you someone who is setting healthy boundaries. – Karen SalmonsohnHelen was made to go sleep in the hotel room for a while. Reese was able to get her to stay in bed for about four hours of exhausted sleep. She was back at the hospital before five on Friday morning. The nurses made sure that both Jolene and Helen were comfortable. Willow showed up around seven with breakfast for everyone that was staying at the hotel and hospital. At nine, Colleen came and checked on Jolene before sending her down for surgery. Along with Helen and her family, Reese, Dean and Cheryl sat in the surgical waiting room. His sisters rotated through, making sure everyone had everything they needed. They had weathered many storms before and were prepared for anything. JD and Dean were watching a movie on a laptop in the corner. Cheryl was talking with Bunny about her pregnancy. Jaxon was half-heartedl
Real difficulties can be overcome; it is only the imaginary ones that are unconquerable. – Theodore Newton VailJD needed to burn off some energy. It would be so easy to take Dean into an empty room and use her body. He could easily convince her to give up her virginity. That would make him no better than the man who put his sister in the hospital. It would make him no better than his father. He was better than both men.After changing into their school swim team uniforms, they went to the indoor pool at the hotel. Back and forth. Back and forth. JD swum lap after lap after lap. He pushed his body as far as it would go. With rubber arms and legs, he pushed himself out of the pool. A few long strides took him to the hot tub that Dean sat in. He sat next to her, and she snuggled into his side. He pulled her in close and took comfort from her. “Tell me about your parents.”“Well, my dad, Dennis Coppell, was a doctor with Doctors Without Borders. That’s where they met. It was mom’s