Chapter 1
Growing up in a small town was near torture for Sara. She was so tired of wishing and dreaming for a prince charming to come and rescue her from the daily chores she was forced to do. She hated living at the farm her aunt, and her new uncle had. She had to begin to wonder what her parents had been thinking when they had named her aunt as her guardian if something had happened to them.
At fifteen, she had been orphaned in a car accident that had nearly taken her own life. Sara Green had to live with the fact she had been the only survivor of the crash. It had taken her parents and her two brothers and sister away from her. It has also left her mother’s evil sister as the one to make decisions for her until she turned eighteen.
Sara had lived two years in the household now, and she had hated every minute of every day. She missed her family. She was told by her aunt to not think of them at all. That fate had different plans for her, and she wasn’t good enough for them anyway. That was why her god had taken them and not her. She simply wasn’t good enough to die.
Sara now had a way out. It was getting closer by the day. She couldn’t wait to turn eighteen and leave her aunt's household, where she had been a slave to them. Her aunt's kids, two girls, were spoiled beyond belief and could never lift a finger; otherwise, they might break a nail that they had to pay for bi-weekly. Her new uncle, however, was not as bad as her aunt. He had four children that came over on the weekends, and Sara would have to give up her room to one of his daughters. Sara didn’t mind. She asked to move to the barn on her own. It would make her life easier. That is where she worked most of the day when she wasn’t in school.
She hated the family. Her step-cousins weren't all that bad, and they did their fair share of the work when they were there. Garret was the oldest, and he was a little older than Sara by a month or so. He looked at her as she worked in the barn when he arrived. “What needs to be done?” he asked as he walked up to Sara, and she turned and smiled.
“They need to be fed and make sure they have tubs of water ready to go. It is going to get cold, and though it might not freeze, there will be ice in the bowls tonight.” Sara said with a smile. She was putting on the blankets onto the horses that her cousins would never ride because they were the wrong color this week. She sighed as she patted the horse's sides.
“Did you really move out here?” Garret asked. “Isn’t it too cold out here for you?”
“Better out here than in there. Now they only expect to see me at meals.” Sara said. She knew Garret had been one of the few people who saw what she had to go through as she adjusted to this household.
“But you’ll freeze out here during the winter,” Garret said.
“I will be fine.” Sara said with a smile, “only a few more months, and then I can leave.”
“Where will you go?” he asked.
“I have no idea.” She said as she shrugged. “it can’t be worse out there than here.”
“I hate coming here.” Garret said with a sigh. “if it wasn’t court-ordered, I don’t know if I ever would. I love my dad, but.”
“I get it,” Sara said as she looked up. “It isn’t like I had a choice, though. The will and everything stated she got me. I have zero clue as to why though. I mean, one of my father's brothers or sisters could have taken me, and they did try to fight it for a while. Even my mother's other sisters did as well. Everyone, though, stopped when it got too rough. I don’t hold it against them, though. They tried.”
“Sara, you are a lot stronger than I am.” He said with a chuckle. “three years with her around is enough to break nearly everyone. When I am eighteen, I am going to try and get the contact dropped, so they have a choice. Our mother needed a break, and I get that. She has done everything for us since they got divorced. A few days a month, he could deal with us. She was not part of the bargain, though.”
“That I understand. “Sara said with a laugh as the others came in to help as well. She pointed out everything and how they could help out, and everyone worked together. Sara looked around and smiled at the sight of the siblings that were around her. She began to think of her own brothers and sister and could feel the tears welling up in her eyes. Garret looked at her as she stopped doing what she was doing and now looked like she was ready to cry. He walked over and looked her over.
“Are you okay?” he asked softly.
“Sorry. You and your brother and sisters reminded me of my family.” She said as she sniffled to try and get the tears to go away from her eyes.
“That is nothing to be upset about.” Garret said, “And you don’t ever have to say you’re sorry for that. Sara, I get it. It must be hard. You know what, maybe one day I will just marry you so you can have a family again.”
“Sure, Gar.” Sara laughed. “How about when we are twenty-five.?”
“Why twenty-five?” he asked with a chuckle.
“Because that way we can enjoy our lives and then live as a family.” Sara laughed.
“That sounds like a deal to me,” Garret said. He put out his hand and looked at her in the eyes. “if we don’t find love, whatever that is, by the time we are twenty-five, you and I are going to get married.”
“Shouldn’t we write this down?” Sara laughed again, “You know to make it legal and all of that?”
“We should,” Garret said as he thought about it. He knew somehow the rest of his life was now set in stone. Hers too. There was nothing to change any of that now.
Six years later….Garret Holt looked over his father’s land. It had been a few years since he had been back to the small farm that h
Garret looked at her as she thought about what he said. The look of confusion that was there was heartbreaking. She had no idea that her aunt had been bleeding her estate dry. She didn’t even know there was an estate. She had been led to believe she was a penniless orphan.Sara shook her head for a second and then looked to the woman in the front. “She
“Well, you know how to end a party.” Garret laughed as he looked at her. Though he was still slightly upset about the reason that had brought them all together again, he wasn’t that upset at seeing her again. He had often wondered where she was. He thought she would have been long gone from the area by now.“Well, I guess we have a lawsuit o
As they pulled into a small parking lot, he got out of his car. He had spent the entire amount of time driving, thinking about what he had to do. He kept going back to the contract they had drafted when they were seventeen, though. He smiled to himself. Sara had grown into a wonderful woman. Doing this wasn’t for her to get anything from it. He was doing his so he could have her in his life again. It had been a few months since he had even looked at a woman and even longer since he had one in his life. Sara was different, though. She had been a somewhat family member th
Garret was searching for the will that her parents had filed along with the estate paperwork. He was using her name as a search, but he was coming up empty on everything. He looked up, “Sara, is that your real name?”“Yes.” She replied, “Why?”
The ride to the courthouse was quiet. The two didn’t speak as they let the silence fill the cabin of the car. They had done this a few times before when they were teenagers. Garret was thinking about everything he had learned already about her, about the case, and surprisingly about himself. It wasn’t a surprise to him that she had completely tak
While the two women stood there looking at each other, the one behind the counter began to glare at Sara, the longer Garett was taking. The woman finally spoke to her, and the tone was completely different than the one she had used a few minutes prior to Garett. “So, are you a client?”
“how?” he asked softly as they got in the car. He wasn’t looking to figure everything out right now, but he was just trying to understand if it was her or it was something else that he didn’t know about.“No one ever tried. No one ever asked.” She said as she looked at him.
Garett was dressed in one of his better suits as he waited by the door for Sara to come downstairs. It had been a year almost since she had moved in and then stayed and made the house a home for the both of them. Garett looked down by his feet to the car seat that held their son Franklin who was now barely a month old. Though he really didn’t want to take his new infant son to the courthouse, it was something they both needed to be there for when they read the verdict on Joyce Holt.
Garett walked into the offices a new man. The ring seemed to have life in it, and he knew he had a lot to live up to. His sister was the first to see it. “You got married and didn’t tell us?” She asked, surprised.“No,” Garett said. “Though I would tell you when we do get married. Sara gave me her father's ring from her old house
The two stood in front of her old house. The past few hours had been hectic as she signed at least nine hundred things at the office of the other lawyer. Garett read over each thing and then nodded to her, and she signed. By the end, she didn’t care what she was signing. Everything was going to be done very quickly, and within a week, it would all be finalized.
The night was not as long as he hoped as the daylight spread through the bedroom, and he watched her begin to wake up and stretch. The soft smile that had been on her face as she slept, knowing that she and he both felt the same about each other and that everything they had hoped for was going to happen someday as long as they were together and worked to keep themselves that way. He knew they were finally on the same page of the book.
Garett stood there waiting, looking at her. The house went silent until the dogs started barking at something in the back yard though he knew it was an animal and not people. His dogs had very distinct barks for when they saw people though it made her look toward the back yard.“Don’t worry. It’s nothing but some animal walking in the field.&rdquo
Sara smiled to herself as she looked through her mother's things and then her sisters. She could remember without the pain that came with the memories. Sometimes they had worn the items. She was happy to know where they were. She thought it was funny that in ten years, she hadn’t thought where certain things were after she had settled into Joyce’s house. It was odd in a way. She had never questioned anything that the older woman had said as she spouted things that sounded like they could be the truth to a fifteen-year-old.
Garett pulled out his computer again and looked up the filing he had done a few days ago with the courthouse and saw that it had been unsealed. He began reading the document and saw that it was very straightforward as he expected it to be. This was almost the standard of estate paperwork except for the amount of money it was handling. That was almost too much to grasp.
Garett went over some of the briefings he had to close out for the week though he had time off. He had called into his boss, the lawyer who was a senior partner, and explained the situation and what he hoped to accomplish for the next week or so. Though it wasn’t an easy conversation to have, he knew that he wanted to get it over with and have the time ready to do whatever needed to be done.
Sara woke up in the middle of the night with tears in her eyes. Though she didn’t know why she was so close to tears. She could only remember being in the house. It was like walking around a museum in her mind. Everything was right where it was supposed to be, but no one was there. There was no other disturbance there. Though it was painful, she thought it was so lonely.