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Chapter 153

Author: DT Jones
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“That’s a question that has yet to be answered. He blamed me for his losing his job, which was rightly so, since I approved his dismissal, but he was so stoned when the police caught him, he barely knew his own name. I guess he thinks I owe him for sending him to prison, but that too was the result of his own stupidity.”

“Well, I can’t wait until your team catches him. A creep like that shouldn’t be on the streets.”

“I don’t want you to worry about this,” he insisted. “We’ll find him and put him back where he belongs.”

“I’m not worried. I trust you and I trust your people. Besides, my grandfather taught me to fight and to fire a gun, so I’m pretty sure I can defend myself.”

“I have no doubt of that,” Creighton laughed, stepping up to the front porch of his parents’ house, holding the door open for her. “You have a lot of bottle.”

“Irena,” Emma was saying as they entered the kitchen. “Go to the cellar and collect some preserves. Sabrina, you and Cathy go set the table. Derek, Andrew s
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    Irena stared at her mother, mouth agape as though she couldn’t understand why she was being punished.“You heard your mother,” William said in a soft, deep tone that warned her to obey immediately. Irena turned and stormed from the room, mumbling all the way up the stairs until the slamming of a door echoed through the house, assuring all that she had done as ordered.“Cathy, I am very sorry for what Irena said,” Emma began, apologizing for her daughter.“She meant no harm,” Sandra interjected, surprising even herself for her bravery. “She was merely defending me, and I appreciate it.”“As do I,” Creighton added quickly. “That being said, I think we should all consider getting things moving before the guests start arriving,” Nana insisted.“Yes, I agree,” Emma added, her tone filled with uncertainty. “Derek, go help Kristin with the children so she doesn’t overexert herself. Sabrina why don’t you show Sandra her outfit for the party and Andrew you can get changed at your brother’s ho

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    “Sabrina, we were just talking about you,” Creighton said, causing his sister to raise a single, slender eyebrow. “Can Sandra borrow your runners? We need some air and want to be alone for a while.”“Of course,” she answered. “I have a jogging suit if you’d like to borrow it as well?” Creighton looked at Sandra and grinned.“Thank you,” she told Sabrina with a smile. “I will borrow it.”“I’ll get it.” Sabrina hurried out of the room while Creighton turned to his wife and kissed her forehead.“I have some jeans here,” he told her, lifting her to her feet. “I keep them for when I visit. They make milking easier than a suit.”“But you’re already wearing jeans.” “These aren’t running or working jeans,” he argued, looking at the black material covering his long muscular legs. “They don’t move as well as I need if I were to exercise.” He stepped to the old dresser and pulled the top drawer open, removing a pair of faded blue jeans and a worn brown tee-shirt, as the door opened again.“Here

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    They continued to walk in silence for several long minutes, just enjoying the peaceful sounds of the country and the warm spring air. The smell of manure mingled with the scent of freshly turned soil, flowers and new mown grass. It was a smell that reminded her of home and Sandra breathed deeply. She may be thousands of miles from Kansas, but the feeling of a simpler lifestyle, a comfortable and relaxed sense of a slower pace was the same. It was a feeling she would always enjoy, regardless of where she was.“When did you want to leave for France?” Creighton asked a few minutes later. “We can stay a while longer in Chelsea if you’d like, or we can leave straight away when the party is over.”“To be completely honest, I’d really like to leave tonight and get away from all the chaos.”“Then tonight it is. I’ll have Clark pick up our bags and meet us at the airport around nine. That should give us enough time to mingle, eat, dance and leave without being rude.”“I can hardly wait.” “Wha

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    Emma and Nana discussed changing or even canceling the reception, but Creighton insisted they continue as planned. The caterers were nearly finished setting up the tents and tables when Sandra and Creighton returned home, and the food was in the process of being prepared. Changing the plans at this late date would be more difficult than keeping sightseers away from the property next door.Rochelle arrived in the midst of the chaos as the forensic team began their investigation with the cadaver dogs. Irena was rushing from one room to another gathering makeup kits, hairbrushes, curling irons and outfits, trying to help everyone get ready for the party all at once. She shouted down the stairs to Sabrina to bring up some drinks when she saw the dark-skinned woman enter the house. She screamed with excitement and ran down to meet her, embracing Rochelle on the stairs and nearly knocking her back down to the landing.Sandra and Cathy were courteous to each other, acting more like polite ac

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    “Will she survive, or is there another family member who will be angry with us for life?” Creighton raised his head up and looked into her bright green eyes, smiling. Her words were light, but he knew the argument with her sister was bothering her more than she wanted to admit.“My mum is very easy going and rarely holds grudges,” he assured her, kissing her lips tenderly. “Especially when it comes to family. If she weren’t as strong as she is, she would never survive my Uncle Fenton. Now, back to this,” he said with a wicked grin, pushing her bra aside beneath the fabric of her shirt. “We can do this quick, just enough to hold us until the party is over, or I can make us late for our own reception, which I’m sure my parents will object to, not to mention your grandmother and Rochelle.”“You hate being late and you’re not going to do either one.” She smiled but her resistance was feeble and quickly weakening. “We don’t have enough time to play and I don’t like quick romps as much as

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    Andrew chuckled under his breath as Creighton’s smile turned genuine and wide; telling her the attempt had worked. She stood up from the sofa with him, accepted the hug he gave her, and bit back the giggle when his hand cupped her bottom. Before leaving the room, Sandra took one last glance out the window, then rose up on her tiptoes and kissed Andrew’s cheek.“Thank you,” she told him. He smiled back at her with a very proud, almost child-like expression. It was a simple act of gratitude, but the undertone spoke of much deeper appreciation than the words alone ever could.Creighton danced with nearly every woman at their reception; aunts, cousins, his mother, his sisters, Kristin, Nana, even Bess, his housekeeper from Chelsea. He spent as much time as he could with his new bride in his arms while the music played on for what seemed like an eternity. The band was amazing, with an attractive young dark-haired girl about sixteen and a boy who looked a bit older who sang both solos and

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    Several long moments passed before Sandra felt like she was able to think again, her head laying against her husband’s shoulder as they moved slowly to the music. She looked around at the guests who watched them, smiling for Chang who snapped picture after picture for their wedding album. She noticed Sabrina and Donato’s youngest son, Giovanni, dancing nearby and it appeared they were far more than casual acquaintances. They smiled and whispered together before he kissed her cheek, causing her to blush profusely. Sandra had seen them periodically throughout the evening talking and dancing, and wandering off from time to time alone, holding hands, sitting alone at a table and talking privately, and very intimately, all the while Sabrina blushed and batted her eyes. Sandra looked up into her husband’s handsome face and saw his set jaw, as his attention was also on the young couple.“What do you have against your sister’s love interest?” she asked when the music changed to another roma

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