Return To Chapter Thirteen “You don’t even know her,” Krysta snapped. “And now you’re helping her with panic attacks?” Krysta, confident in herself, had never been so jealous. Sure, she had her moments, but this thing with Molly was taking it to new heights. A week ago, he’d have said there was nothing to be […]
Return To Chapter Twelve Molly didn’t know how she held a smile and managed to laugh at Cody’s excitement. He spoke about fishing with his grandfather, and how big the bass was—which turned out to be at least a hundred feet bigger every time Cody mentioned it. She idly nodded in the right spots, making […]
Return To Chapter Eleven Aidan walked out the front door, coffee in hand. Stock and inventory, all the mundane aspects that Aidan didn’t really care for had made the previous night a long one at the store. He preferred the day to day tasks that allowed him to interact with people, watch Cody run around, […]
Return To Chapter Ten Tidwell didn’t trust Molly Harper, despite the Spencers speaking up for her. When he looked into her eyes, a sense of deja vu washed over him. He couldn’t very well put his finger on why, but he learned a long time ago to trust his gut. Richard Tidwell had been the […]
Return To Chapter Nine The week went by in a blur. As much as Molly tried to keep her guard up, the Spencer’s had a way of getting around them. Every time she meant to leave, they found a reason for her to stay. Cody drew pictures for her and was always trying to show […]
Return To Chapter Eight The sun shone over the beach. Waves crashed against the sand, leaving it a shade darker for a brief moment before the heat dried it. White crested blue ocean crashed again and the process repeated. Cody ran into the water with a high pitched squeal of joy. Heather followed wearing a […]
Return To Chapter Seven The next morning, Molly got up early with the intent of sneaking out before anyone woke up. She didn’t need to stay, but she needed to stop making bad decisions—they would lead to heartache and pain. The only smart solution was to walk out the door and pretend none of this […]
Return To Chapter Six Aidan walked the Sheriff inside and upstairs. Cody still sat on Molly’s bed, the sound of beeps and whirs echoing through the room. Cody moved his game left and right like it would give him an advantage. The dark circles under Molly’s eyes had grown darker, and despite needing rest, she […]
Return To Chapter Five Aidan stayed out of the conversation, mostly because he’d felt conflicted himself. Molly deserved a place to stay where people could help her recuperate. At the same time, he wondered how she had no one in her life. Even if her parents were dead, most people had other family, friends, significant […]
Return To Chapter Four The next morning, Molly woke to fresh coffee, and a plate full of eggs—an actual plate, not a hospital tray. Corbett still sat next to her, eating his own breakfast in the chair. He smiled and waved at her. “Morning sunshine.” “Hey, look who it is,” Aidan said, standing on the […]
