Avri watched Dillon leave. How could this be happening? Again. How would she manage everything without him? Drew tugged on her pants. "Don't cry Mommy. I'll take care of you until Daddy comes back."She wiped her tears off her face, and said, "I know you will, sweetheart, but I miss your daddy already." She got down on one knee and said, "It's just you and me, kid. And we'll make the best of it. But right now, we have to get to bed and get rested up. We have a busy day tomorrow. We'll put the decorations outside and pick out the perfect tree. Then we'll trim the tree, and you know what we need to do that?" Drew shook his head. "Chocolate chip cookies and a glass of milk, so we'll have to bake some cookies. What do you think?""We're going to have so much fun."Yes, we are." Avri led Drew up the stairs to his room and into bed."I still miss him Mommy." Drew placed his hand on his heart, and said, "And my heart hurts.""I know it does, so does mine. But we have to be strong and pat
Avri ran in, grabbed her cell and coat and rushed back outside. She ran to the neighbors across the street, but no one came to the door when she rang the doorbell. She ran around the block; maybe Drew found a cat or dog and returned it to the rightful owners. No one outside of his or her homes, no one playing in the front yard, no one around at all. What to do?The terrible feeling of Deja vu coursed through her. The only other time this happened he'd been kidnapped and held for ransom. Fear hit her like a brick, her heart lurched, and nausea wrecked her stomach, her palms sweaty. She only knew her neighbors casually; they waved to each other in passing and since no kids Drew's age lived in this area Drew was on his own. She raced back to the house yelling for Drew all the way. When she stepped inside, she continued yelling for him, but there was no answer.She needed help and soon. It was too cold for anyone to be outside for very long. The Sheriff. She'd call Mitch and he would kno
December 22Avri woke to a pounding on the front door. She struggled to get the twisted and tangled blanket off and hurried to the door. A tall shadow stood outside. Her heart jumped into her throat as she reached for the doorknob. She opened the door, and her heart dropped. Mitch stood in front of her, dark circles under his eyes; he twirled his hat in his hands."Can I come in?" He asked."Of course," Avri said as she opened the door wider and looked behind him, hoping to see Drew or Dillon. She'd take either one right now."You haven't found him, have you?" Avri asked while Mitch settled on the couch. Avri sat on the edge of the recliner."No, we haven't but we also haven't given up. The dogs lost his trail but are still out there. So many people have come from all over to help," his radio cackled indecipherable code numbers, "with the search. Let me step outside and make a call. I'll be right back." Avri looked out the front window, saw Mitch talking on his cell. She wante
After a late breakfast, Avri asked Drew, "Do you want to make cookies now or take a nap with me?"Drew yawned. "I'm tired.""Me too," Avri said. "Let's lay down and rest. We can get some dinner on our way to choose a tree. How does that sound?""Okay, can I lay with you in your bed?" Drew asked as he held her hand going up the stairs. "I want you to," Avri smiled, "I want to hug for a couple hours.""Then we'll get the tree." Drew yawned and lay beside Avri on the bed.Avri wrapped her arms around Drew and hugged him. "I love you, son. Forever and always." She glanced at his face, the face so much like his father's, but he was already asleep.****Avri woke alone. Not again/ She jumped and yelled, "Drew, where are you?" She heard noises coming from the kitchen and raced down the stairs. "Drew, what are you doing?" she asked, with relief when she entered the kitchen and saw Drew. The teapot whistled. She turned the burner off and moved the kettle.Drew stood at the breakfast t
Later in the day, Mrs. Weaver, the housekeeper at the Travis B&B dropped off a variety of baked goods and wished them a Merry Christmas. She waved when she left and once again, Drew and Avri stood at the front window; watching and waiting.As the sun set, Avri made grilled cheese and tomato soup for dinner and then they settled in front of the TV and watched Drew's favorite Christmas movie. Memories of Christmas's past; Avri as a child before Dillon, with Dillon before he joined the Army, and the long four years she spent waiting for him to return. Last year was the first Christmas all three had been together, and it was her most treasured. When the doorbell rang, Avri and Drew both jumped and raced to the door. "It has to be Daddy," Drew said."He wouldn't ring the bell, he'd walk right in," Avri said, as she unlocked the door and opened it."Uncle Chase, Mom. It's Uncle Chase." Drew said as he hugged Chase's legs. "Is Dillon back yet?" Chase asked, shifting his feet, a wrapp
A few hours later, Dillon was sleeping in his own upstairs. Mitch had helped Dillon up the stairs and into bed where he fell asleep almost instantly. Avri and Drew took turns checking in on him to make sure he was warm enough and had no signs of hyperthermia, but he continued to sleep soundly.Avri and Drew baked Dillon's favorite cookies and sang Christmas songs. When Drew yawned early afternoon after lunch, Avri said, "Drew, how about we rest in bed with Daddy?""I'd like that, all of us in bed like before Daddy went away.""Okay, let's go. We'll snuggle and rest and maybe even fall asleep. We were up really early this morning, weren't we?" Avri said, as she took her son's hand and walked up the stairs with him."Yeah, Daddy surprised us early, didn't he?" Drew asked, as he jumped on the bed and toes off his shoes."He sure did but we have some Christmas surprises for him too," Avri tousled his hair as she lay down beside him, careful not to disturb Dillon."Yeah, we do. Wait t
VOLUME FIVE: MOONLIGHT KISSES AND MUGSHOTSAttorney Wilkins' words of Aunt Sally's last will and testament echoed in her head, Sally Marie Travis, bequeaths to her niece, Veronica Travis, Travis Bed and Breakfast in Saddle Creek, Wyoming to commence as soon as possible but with the following contingencies:1.) After a period of twelve months of living on-site and managing the Travis B&BOR2.) When Attorney Wilkins receives forthcoming information to release the following sum of $2.5 million dollars will be available to her to do with as she wishes.Veronica, or as everyone called her, Ronnie, pondered her options as she sat in the hot sand. The steamy Miami South Beach breeze blew her hair onto her face, where it stuck to her sweaty forehead. She wiped the perspiration on her forearm and fluffed her short hair. With her knees pulled into her chest, she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around them.What to do? What to do?Ronnie's parents were fine with whatever decisi
"Hello?" An older woman came to a stop when she saw Ronnie."Hello, I'm Veronica, but everyone calls me Ronnie. You must be Marie Weaver, the housekeeper." Veronica held out her hand. "We spoke on the phone."Instead of shaking hands, Mrs. Weaver beelined it across the room and hugged her tightly. When she stepped back, she said, "I'm so glad to finally meet you, Ver - , I mean Ronnie. You're much prettier in person than pictures I've seen over the years. Your eyes are so crystal blue, and you look so much like your aunt." Mrs. Weaver placed a warm hand on each of Veronica's upper arms. "I've heard so much about you for so many years, it's so wonderful to finally meet you.""Really? I had no idea Aunt Sally, uh, uh, had me in her plans. She never told me anything." Ronnie's gaze searched the room, found the stone gas fireplace, and she moved toward it. "Sorry, I'm freezing. Not used to this weather yet." She chuckled and held her hands out to the warmth while she continued scanning
This would be Mitch's first time of attending the entire celebration with his three best friends and their growing families. He'd get to hear all the news first-hand and share his own. Last year he and Ronnie barely had time to stop in and say Merry Christmas but this year, he had news to announce. He was married to the love of his life, and already had a six-year-old son. He smiled as he buttoned his Christmas vest. This was about as Christmas as he got, and it would have to do.Wyatt blasted through their closed bedroom door, "Slow down there, son. Where's the fire?" Mitch asked."I'm ready to go." "I see that. Where'd you get that beautiful Christmas sweater? I love it." Mitch asked."Ron'er, Mom laid clothes on the bed and put on everything.""That was nice," Mitch said, as the bathroom door opened, and Ronnie stepped out.Mitch smiled; his wife was so beautiful, her eyes wide and her face glowed. She twirled around in her red sweater with a green print Christmas scarf
December 24thRonnie woke, still tired. She moved closer to Mitch and he automatically pulled her closer. "I'm still tired. Is it really time to get up?"Mitch rubbed her arm, "Me too," he mumbled. "What's all the noise out in the kitchen?""I don't know, it's probably Mom, Marie and maybe Tory making breakfast. Wyatt, hopefully, is still asleep," Ronnie said, her voice hoarse."So many things to do today. I need to wrap presents," Ronnie yawned stretched her arms over her head. "Maybe you can take Wyatt to the office.""Don't need to, I hired two new deputies who are working the next few days. I actually have a few days of vacation now. Maybe your mom and Tory could keep him occupied out there.""Maybe," Ronnie said, then Mitch kissed her neck. "Oh, a little frisky this morning.""Every morning, but we never have time, remember?""Oh, I remember, then I can't take my eyes off you while I'm at work.""Do I distract you?" Mitch said in a sing songy voice."Yes, you d
December 23rdRonnie helped clear the table and put leftovers away. "Wyatt, will you please go and get your shower and ready for bed now?"Wyatt did a double take and screwed up his nose. Ronnie wasn't giving him a chance to ask why or to say, "it's too early." She explained it, "I know it's early, but we have to share the water with everyone else who wants a shower.""Okay," Wyatt said before he scurried up the stairs.Mitch came up behind Ronnie, wrapping his arms around her waist. She tilted her head back and kissed his lips. "Still nine?" She asked."Yup, I'll be getting a shower next while you tuck him in and then it'll be nine, I'm hoping anyway.""Sounds good. I'll play with the baby until Wyatt is done and then after a story, I'll meet you in bed." Ronnie smiled when Mitch kissed her neck. The anticipation was unnerving. Marie and Janet were having after dinner coffee at the breakfast table back and suggested playing cards. Tory handed Angelina to Ronnie while Ma
Marie wiped her hands on her apron and then pretended to cry; her knuckles rounded in her eyes. "Don't I get a hug? I missed you the entire time you were gone." "Sure," Wyatt said as he left Ronnie's side to hug her."Oh, that felt so good. Thank you." Marie said."Something smells good. Are you baking cookies?" Wyatt asked."No, I did that earlier and don't worry, I left some for you to decorate. And do you know what we're going to do with all the cookies then?" Marie asked."Eat them till they're all gone," Wyatt guessed."No, silly, we, you and I, and maybe Janet here if she wants to help, are going to put them in these pretty containers and deliver them." Marie explained, her hands on her hips."Why would we deliver them? To who? I thought they were for all of us." Wyatt's eyes welled with tears."Oh, dear boy, don't worry. There will be plenty for us, we aren't giving them all away. The people we deliver them to aren't able to celebrate Christmas, they elderly and
After a quick hug for Ronnie's parents when she met them at baggage claim, she said, "Hi Mom, and Dad, how was your flight?""It was a long, I can tell you that much." Her father, John Travis exclaimed. "I'm ready for a nap.""You're in luck. I happen to know a great B&B that has a room with your name on the door." Ronnie chuckled as she helped load their suitcases into the trunk. "How's Tory and the baby?""The baby really getting cute, and you can talk to Tory yourself and find out how she's doing." Ronnie's mother Janet said, her voice tailing off at the end.Once settled in the back seat, Ronnie asked, "Do you need to pick up anything before we head home?""Nope, I'm anxious to get to that bed you talked about." He father mumbled.During the quiet drive home, Ronnie explained Wyatt's appearance to them and that he may become their adopted son, hence their grandson. When there was no response from the back seat, Ronnie asked, "Is that okay with you?""Oh honey, of cour
Ronnie stepped out of the bathroom, saw Wyatt standing right where she'd left him, "Oh Wyatt, why didn't you go the kitchen and find Marie?" She asked him.He was immobile, his head hung, staring at the ground. She reached out her hand and said, "Come on, there's nothing to be afraid of. I'm not going to run off or disappear, I promise."He grasped her hand and squeezed, then they walked to the kitchen together. Marie was putting something in the oven to slow cook for dinner. "Good morning, you two. How are you doing today, Wyatt?""I'm not in trouble yet, am I?" He looked at Ronnie."Of course not. I can't even think of anything you've done since you've been here to be in trouble about. And just so you know, if or when you are in trouble, I'll make sure you know why and what the punishment of any is. Now let's eat." Ronnie smiled at him."How about French toast, Wyatt? Do you like that?"He shrugged. "Let's give it a try if you've already made it, otherwise we can have
The following morning, Ronnie woke up late, or so she thought, because there was more light poking in her squinted eyes. She tried to move but something heavy was laying halfway across her chest. "Mugsy, come on, time to get up." But there wasn't any change. She opened her eyes and looked in the childish face of Wyatt. He was laying on her left shoulder, rolled into a fetal position and hanging onto his teddy bear's one arm. Awe! She smiled.There was no way she could get out of bed without waking him. She reached for her phone and checked the time. It was after eight, Mitch had already gone to work, and Mugsy probably got up with him for breakfast. She caressed Wyatt's baby-soft cheek and brushed his light brown hair off his forward. He needed a haircut, she thought. Then his hand released the bear from his grasp and wrapped his arm around her neck. I love you too, Wyatt, my sweet innocent boy. She rubbed his arm that lay across her neck and studied his face. He smiled in his sle
Ronnie ran into a number a shops, and bought underwear and socks for Wyatt as well as deodorant. She also found a toy store and, with the help of the clerk, was able to provide her with an assortment of games and toys for her to select from. Her choices filled two bags. "Can I leave these here until my husband can bring the car around? We're parked a couple blocks over." Ronnie asked the store clerk while on the lookout for Mitch or Wyatt. They had to be done by now and waiting on her."Sure, I'll put your name on them and keep them behind the counter. What's your name?" She asked."Rogers," Ronnie answered and smiled."Like the Sheriff?" She asked."Yes, exactly, I'm his wife." Ronnie said."I heard about him getting married, but I didn't realize he had any children," the clerk stapled the paper onto their bags."Thank you and Merry Christmas!" Ronnie said as she turned and headed out the door. She stopped in front of a store that cut off the bitter cold wind and called
Ronnie took everything out of Wyatt's small suitcase and placed it on the bed to take inventory. He only had a few shirts and some 'hi-water' short pants. No sweaters, or long pants. He'd have to wear the pants and every shirt he had. Two pair of clean underwear included but looked way too small. "Okay, sweetie, this is what we're going to do. You can wear all these shirts today, so which one is your favorite?" Ronnie asked.Wyatt looked them over like he'd never seen them before, then chose a blue Batman one. Ronnie helped him remove his pajama top and get the T-shirts on one after the other. The outer one he chose was long sleeve and fit perfectly over the others. Then she handed him a pair of pants, the longest ones she could find. "You put clean underwear on last night after your bath, right?" Ronnie asked. Wyatt nodded."You look nice and warm," Mitch proclaimed from the doorway. "Maybe we ell be able to sled ride later after all.""After a few stores, he'll be fine