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Chapter 362

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The grandparents’ house was the usual mixture of noise and laughter. Emma and William’s home was one of four where the families would gather on a regular basis. Sandra and Creighton’s was the second, more because it was the largest out of the properties. Kristin and Derek’s was the next in line because of the close proximity and the yard swing they had purchased last summer, with Nana and Papa’s falling in line behind them. Their growing families kept the community alive and their close properties were always active with noise and excitement.

Sandra stood at the counter tearing up the garden lettuce for a salad. This was the kind of life she had always dreamt of having when she was growing up, but every year she got older, the further away that dream seemed to slip through her fingers. Cathy did not want children – despite Andrew’s insistence they were trying to have one – and Sandra never found the right man to settle down with until she won Creighton’s made-up trip to France.

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    “I think that went both ways,” Nana added. “I’ve never seen them so happy.”“Now, we just need to get them to the alter,” Kristin said, her attention drawn to the conversation.“Irena first,” Sandra told them, watching the pink steal into her sister-in-law’s cheeks. She knew Sabrina was anxious and wanted to start her own fairytale, but she was determined enough to allow her sister to reign supreme for a little while longer.“The way Irena’s going, I think we’ll all be old maids by the time she sets a date.”“Give her time,” Emma insisted. “She’s been through a lot.”“I understand that, but the best way to get past all of that is to start moving forward. A wedding will take weeks to plan. She’ll be in her third trimester by the time we get everything arranged.”“Provided she wants the big wedding,” Cathy commented.“I’m so grateful Creighton took care of everything for us,” Sandra said, her attention once again moving to her husband as he walked toward the house. “He’s always said mon

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    “With any luck, things will go back to normal now that Irena’s home,” Derek added.“I’m not sure about that,” Peter’s voice lowered slightly as Andrew stepped out of the house, his little sister in his embrace while Emma held the wheelchair steady at the foot of the front porch. “She wants to stay here, but I’m not sure that’s a good idea. She needs to be active and forced to do for herself, but our flat is too small and cramped for a wheelchair. If she stays here, she’ll have the excuse of the stairs to keep her in her room.”Sandra glanced to Creighton and smiled at the quizzical expression on his sweat-moistened face.“Creighton may have a solution for you where that’s concerned,” she told the younger man, watching him raise his eyes toward her. “Cathy and Andrew are moving out of the flat in Chelsea next week, which leaves it vacant. We don’t use it often and there’s an elevator and loads of room for easy maneuvering.”“Are you serious?” Peter asked, his motions of filling his pla

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    “Do you think Irena was serious about not wanting to get married?” Sandra asked as she and Creighton straightened up the living room of their Victorian-style home.“I think Irena is frustrated and scared,” he told her, tossing the toys Grace and Brandon left out into the wooden trunk by the entry to the room. “I know what she’s going through and it’s going to take time to heal. Physical injuries are one thing, but the brain is something much more complex.”“Unfortunately, time isn’t a luxury she can afford. She is going to have a baby in a few months, and she needs to consider what’s going to happen once it’s born. I know there are nurses who can help with the care of a newborn, and thousands of paralyzed women have babies every day, successfully, but she is not paralyzed. She could walk if she really wanted to.”“Are you saying you don’t think she wants to?” Creighton asked with a frown as Sandra folded Grace’s blanket and tossed it across the arm of the chair.“I’m saying I don’t th

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    Peter drew a deep breath then wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had spent the better part of two weeks sorting through their stuff before starting the chore of packing. Creighton kept his helicopter on standby for him and he would go to Yorkshire every evening for supper. Irena was finding it frustrating getting any sympathy from her family, though her mother was just as aggravated with the nurse her son had hired.Sister Carmella Catherine was a registered nurse and devote catholic nun. She came with a wealth of knowledge and thirty years’ experience in the field of orthopedics, followed by fifteen years as a physical therapist. As promised, she was gruff, seasoned and a tough-nut, just as Creighton promised. Despite Irena’s constant complaining of pain, the woman turned a deaf ear to her and all but pulled her out of bed. She denied her the use of the wheelchair and forced the walker on her. She refused to allow Irena to eat in her room and made her go downstairs where she would

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    Derek sat behind his desk in his office in Northallerton, a stack of papers in front of him. He had reviewed them three times and still could not believe everything he had read. Gwyn Marez was a desperate woman. She was insisting that Andre was coerced into signing over his inheritance to Sabrina, but his solicitor said the girl was not even with him when he did it. She wanted her son’s money; despite the fact she was in jail and was not going to be able to use it. Her trial was scheduled to start in a few weeks, having been arraigned and ordered to remain in jail without bond. She was facing one charge of first-degree premeditated murder of her husband, Stephan Marez, charges of being an accomplice to the attempted murder and kidnapping of Sabrina, as well as the murder of Siva, the French police officer Andre killed. It didn’t look like she would ever see the light of day beyond a jail cell again.A soft knock sounded at the door, bringing Derek out of his solemn mood. He looked u

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    Sabrina drew a deep breath and reached for the pen in the holder on his desk. She set the papers down and began signing her name on the lines indicated by small yellow arrow shaped sticky notes, then handed them back to him.“What would you have said as my solicitor?” she asked after he took the papers.“The same thing I just told you, but with a few carefully chosen phrases,” he smiled. “Gwyn Marez is guilty of matricide and deserves the death penalty. I’m afraid, since there is no proof, she actually killed her husband or arranged his death through her son, other than what Andre told you, the most she’ll serve is a life sentence.”“What if I testify against her?” Sabrina asked.“It’s hearsay, honey,” Derek said with a deep sigh as he leaned back in his chair. “Her solicitors can claim that it’s defamation of character and it will most likely be dismissed. It’s best to allow the prosecutor to proceed with the testimony from those who dealt with the investigations.”“Now what happens?

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    “Fine, I’m sorry,” she grumbled then looked down to the table and under her breath added, “bitch.”“I apologize for my daughter’s behavior these past days,” William told the nun. “She used to be respectful and considerate. Despite her ill temperament, you are a guest in our home, and we appreciate all your hard work.”“Thank you, Mr. Ashford,” the nun said gently, making her appear much younger than her aging features would seem. The group watched as the woman turned and left the room, going back up the stairs. They all knew she was on a strict diet and kept protein drinks in her luggage for breakfast and lunches. They were also certain she was leaving as an attempt to gain a little peace before starting Irena’s afternoon exercises.“Would you like to see the dress?” Sabrina asked in a soft voice, as if afraid to break the tension of the room.“No,” Irena snapped, then pushed the bowl her mother set in front of her aside. “I said I’m not ready to get married. I don’t know what I have

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    “You know, we’re going to have to tell the family our news sooner rather than later,” Creighton told Sandra as she moved through the aisles of the clothing store, her hand held to the stroller as she looked through the many items of baby clothes.They arrived in Northallerton shortly after lunch, deciding to take in a quick stop at the clothing store Sandra liked to visit. So far, they had chosen several dresses for Grace, a few pairs of pants for Brandon, along with a new doll and a set of building blocks. With a new maternity dress and a pair of flat shoes, they decided it was time to find something for their growing family. It had been Creighton’s insistence that their children did not wear hand-me-down clothes, as he and his brothers had to do growing up. He wanted his children to have their own identity and style, which was why they had a cart full of jeans and dresses. Brandon was a tough kid who hated getting dressed for church and Grace would wear dresses when feeding the ho

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    “No, it’s about assuming you knew what I would want. You did this, claiming it was for us when it was for you. You can’t stand the idea that your little sister has something you never would. It was bad enough when I felt like I was competing with Creighton for your attention, but now I’m watching you compete with Sandra for the mother of the year award.”“Stop comparing me to Sandra!” Cathy screamed. “It’s not my fault she’s perfect. She’s always been everyone’s favorite. I can’t tell you how many boyfriends I’ve dumped after I found out they were using me to get close to her. I didn’t want Creighton, but after he chose her over me, it made me angry. I was competing with her again, and she was too stupid to realize it. He chose that simple, no makeup, no fuss girl over me. She shares his bed, when I’m a better lover then she would ever be. She has his money, his admiration, your parents’ admiration, even my grandparents enjoy spending time with her over me. She even has a perfect body

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