Lauren rinsed the lunch dishes and placed them in the dishwasher. She glanced out the side window toward the drive numerous times, expecting Chase to be back with her parents. Her cell phone rang, and she yanked it out of her back pocket."Hello," Lauren said, without checking caller ID."Lauren, it's Janelle.""Jan, it's so wonderful to hear your voice. How are you?""I'm freezing my ass off here," Janelle said."It's winter, girl. It's cold here too, with lots of snow on the ground. Great forsnowmobiling."Janelle didn't say anything, so Lauren asked, "Jan, you still there?""Yes, yes, I'm sorry. I want to tell you something and I'm not sure how to say it.""Hey, in all the years we've been friends, and there were quite a few, you've never been at a loss for words. Just spit it out." Lauren said, holding the phone under her chin. "Clint's out," Janelle spat out."What? I must have heard you wrong. Clint can't be out of prison yet. He has another yearor two." Lauren's
"Thanks for joining us, you two. Everything okay?" Lauren's mother, Charlotte, and her father Steve sat at the breakfast table with coffee cups."Yes, everything's fine," Chase answered as he and Lauren entered the kitchen holding hands."Are you hungry?" Lauren asked.Steve and Charlotte looked at each other and said simultaneously, "We're starved." "They don't feed you anything on the planes anymore. Worthless peanuts or pretzels, that'sit," Steve scoffed."How about a grilled cheese sandwich and tomato soup?" Lauren asked. "That sounds really good and warm," Charlotte said, rubbing her upper arms with her handsand Steve nodded."Okay, you get the soup going and I'll put the sandwiches together," Chase said to Lauren, then dropped her hand."Do you have anything planned for dinner?" Charlotte asked Lauren, wiping her mouth on a napkin. "I sure do mom. It's slow roasting in the oven. We should be smelling it any time now." Lauren set plates and bowls on the t
Chase opened the back door at the same time Lauren's parents entered the kitchen. "Dinner smells good, sweetie." Chase leaned down and kissed Lauren on the lips."I don't really smell anything," Charlotte said, sniffing the air.Steve rolled his eyes. "You know you have no smell sensation, Char, so just stop it. We'll have a great dinner, right Lauren?""You're absolutely right, Dad. Once I put the baby down, I'll finish it up and get it on the table," Lauren said as she started toward the front stairs, she motioned for Chase to come with her. He followed her up the stairs.Chase closed the bedroom door as soon as they entered. "Are you okay," he asked.She laid the baby in his crib and turned to Chase; his arms outstretched. "I'm scared." She hugged his neck. "What'd you find out from Mitch?""It's true, he's out. He's on parole so he's not allowed to leave the state, but Mitch cautioned me about Clint, he could easily violate his parole. Then when or if he doesn't show up to me
Charlotte sat on the side of the tub while Lauren turned on the water and removed Cameron's clothes. Then she placed him in a sling like hammock with just enough water in the tub to touch his lower back. Cameron closed his eyes as she gently ran a soapy washcloth over his body and washed his fuzzy hair. Then she rinsed him off by pouring the tub water over him. Cameron smiled."Mom, Amos told us the other day that babies have a fart thing and when they smile it's because they just farted. Have you ever heard of such a thing?" Charlotte laughed, a deep giggle. "Yes, it's true. Think about it. It gives them relief, doesn't it? Just like adults when we have gas, same thing."Lauren giggled. "You're right. Wait till I tell Chase ole Amos was right.""What's he still doing around here? I thought he retired years ago." "He's retiring at the end of the year, moving somewhere warm. We're going to really miss him." Lauren placed a towel on her lap and wrapped the baby up. "You know he pr
"Okay, Mom. I know what I'm doing. Please, trust me." Lauren said, as her mother sat at the island giving her advice about how to chop vegetables. She'd planned on chicken stir-fry for dinner and since they were going to Janelle's Coffee to meet her girlfriends, she wanted to have everything prepared ahead of time."Sorry. Are you wearing what you have on?" Charlotte asked."My jeans are fine, but I'll change into a different sweater," Lauren answered as she placed everything in the fridge for later."I guess I'll change then, too." "No need, Mom. The pants and sweater you have on are fine, and you look great. Just relax. You're going to have a good time." Lauren tucked her hair behind her ears. "I'm gonna run upstairs to change and get Cameron ready. Be right back." Lauren hurried out of the room and up the stairs before her mother stopped her.Once Lauren opened the front door to go out and because she was taking her mother, she had to go now. Looking over her shoulder she only
Mitch called Chase and informed him that Clint had missed his PO appointment, just as Mitch had suspected, and a warrant was issued for his arrest. Clint had no cash, credit cards or vehicle so there was really no way to track him. Then Chase remembered how Clint had found Lauren the last time; he'd had a cop friend who helped Chase track Lauren rough her credit card usage. If that friend was still a cop would he give him a ride or money for bus fare? What were the chances he'd get there by bus with no one recognizing him? Mitch thought they were pretty good chances.On his way back to the ranch, protecting his family was solely on his mind. To be absolutely positive Lauren and the baby would be safe he'd have to go with them himself; the only way. He'd brought two trees down from behind the house, perfect for decorating; one for the house and one for the barn. He parked his truck outside the barn and off-loaded the tree. Carter would know what to do. Then he parked the truck close
"Mitch called you today, didn't he?" Lauren asked."Yes, I did speak to Mitch today. Clint didn't show up for his appointment with his parole officer," Lauren gasped, covered her mouth with her hand, and rubbed her forehead."They issued a warrant for his arrest. Mitch and I discussed the possibilities. Since he has no money, no vehicle, no means to get anywhere except......""His cop friend, right? Like last time." Lauren's hand grasped Chase's thigh. "Yes, Mitch asked the local PD in Detroit to check it out. As soon as they know anything, Mitch will know and notify us. BOLO's were issued so every cop has a picture of him and is on the lookout, like we are.""Staying in the house sounds better and better, Lauren." Charlotte said, holding her head in her hand; elbow propped on the table."Mom, when I first heard Clint was released for good behavior, I was scared to death, I'm still scared. But I have to be strong and accept that Chase, Carter and Amos have put everything in plac
"That was some shindig you had tonight," Charlotte said while hanging up her coat."Yes, it was worth all the work and extra effort, wasn't it?" Lauren asked her parents. She laid the baby in the bassinet in the living room and removed some of the extra layers of blankets. Cameron was wide-awake, his arms and legs flying every which way."You are so cute, baby boy. I'm going to change your diaper and get you ready for bed. Then mommy's going to get a hot shower.""Goodnight, Lauren," her father called to her as she started up the stairs."'Night Mom and Dad. Thanks for all your help. See you in the morning." Lauren relaxed as she closed the door to the master bedroom and exhaled, safe at last. She'd felt exposed during the party among men, some she didn't recognize; afraid the next man she'd see would be Clint. Memories of him assaulting her consumed her. She sat on the edge of the bed, Cameron still in her arms.She blew out a series of short breaths to gain control, her stomach