LOGINThe doctor came back into the room with a much different expression than the one Jack had feared."Well," she said, looking at the results, "we have an answer."Lela immediately grabbed Jack's hand."What is it?""The flu."Lela blinked."The flu?""Yes. Your tests show a viral infection, and you're also dehydrated."Jack let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding.The doctor smiled."And since you've recently moved to Georgia, the change in environment, water, food, and general routine can sometimes make people feel pretty miserable while their bodies adjust."Lela closed her eyes."What a relief."Jack laughed quietly."You have no idea."The doctor gave them instructions for fluids, rest, and monitoring her symptoms.By the time they left the hospital, Lela was exhausted.Jack opened the passenger door for her."Home."She nodded."And you're going to bed.""Yes, Sergeant."He laughed."That's right."Jack Becomes the CaretakerJack stayed home from work.He made sure Lel
The move to Fort Benning, Georgia, came faster than either of them expected.One week they were packing boxes in Pennsylvania.The next, they were driving south with everything they could fit into the vehicles, their lives divided between suitcases, moving boxes, and the strange excitement that came with starting over.Lela kept looking out the passenger window."Are we really doing this?"Jack smiled."We're really doing this."She laughed."I can't believe we're moving to Georgia.""I can.""Of course you can.""I'm the one with orders."She looked at him."And I'm the one who followed you."Jack reached over and squeezed her hand."You didn't have to.""I know.""But you wanted to.""I did."He smiled."Then we're good."Their new home on base was small compared with the house Lela had imagined they might eventually have, but the moment she walked through the front door, she fell in love with it.Three bedrooms.A small kitchen.A living room with enough space for a couch and telev
The next meeting with Jane was supposed to be simple.Jack wanted normal visitation.That was all.He wasn't asking for sole custody.He wasn't trying to take Monica away from Gin.He didn't want a courtroom battle.He wanted to be able to see his daughter without every visit becoming an argument.But the financial situation was crushing him.Between child support and spousal support, Jack felt as though he was working simply to hand nearly everything over.And now, with the Army and the move ahead of them, he was terrified that his life was becoming impossible to manage.Lela sat beside him in Jane's office while Jane reviewed the paperwork."I understand what you're asking for," Jane said. "You want a consistent visitation schedule. You want something enforceable. You want less conflict.""Exactly," Jack said."I don't want to keep fighting with Gin."Jane nodded."And you don't want Monica caught in the middle.""Never."Lela reached for his hand beneath the table.Jane looked at b
The meeting with Jack's attorney was still several hours away when Lela finally decided she couldn't sit around worrying.She wasn't trying to start a war with Gin.She wasn't trying to take control of Jack's situation.But she had realized something important.If things were heading toward a custody dispute, Jack needed someone who knew exactly what they were doing.And Lela wanted to make sure he had the best possible help.She picked up her phone and called her family's longtime attorney, Roger.He answered almost immediately."Well, Mrs. Sullivan."Lela smiled at the sound of his voice."Roger, don't start."He laughed."I heard the news.""You did?""Your father called me.""Of course he did.""Congratulations.""Thank you."There was a pause."Now, what can I do for you?"Lela looked across the room at Jack.He was sitting at the kitchen table, going through paperwork."I need a recommendation.""That sounds serious.""It might be.""What's going on?"Lela explained the situatio
By the time dinner finally ended, the mood had changed completely.What had started as a celebration of Jack and Lela's first night as husband and wife had turned into something neither of them had expected.Still, they tried to salvage what they could.They took pictures.They laughed when Lawrence insisted on making everyone pose for another photograph.Pamela hugged Lela.Frank shook Jack's hand and told him quietly,"Take care of my girl."Jack nodded."I will."Then Frank added,"And don't let this situation with Gin ruin your marriage."Jack looked at him seriously."I'm trying.""I know."Frank glanced at Lela."She's stronger than you think."Jack smiled."I know that too."When they finally arrived home, the house was quiet.Monica was already asleep.Jack stood in the hallway for a moment, staring at her bedroom door.Lela came up behind him."You okay?"He nodded."Yeah."He lowered his voice."I just hate that she has to be in the middle of all this."Lela slipped her hand
Dinner had barely begun when Jack's phone buzzed again.He looked down.Another message from Gin.Then another.Then another.He turned the phone face down.Lela noticed."She's still calling?""Yeah."His phone buzzed again.Jack sighed.He picked it up.Gin: If you don't bring Monica home right now, I'm calling my lawyer.Jack stared at the message.His jaw tightened.Another message appeared.Gin: You can't just decide when I get my daughter back.Jack locked the phone.Lela watched him carefully."What's she saying?"He hesitated."She's threatening to call her lawyer."Lela sighed."Jack...""I know."The phone buzzed again.Jack didn't touch it.Lela reached across the table and put her hand over his."Take Monica home."He looked at her."What?""Take her home.""But—""We'll wait.""Lela...""Jack, we're married. We're going to have plenty of dinners."He shook his head."I don't want to leave you.""I know."She smiled."But this isn't worth turning tonight into a legal fight
By 6:00, I was officially ready.Well, mostly ready.My outfit had changed twice.My hair had been redone once.And Mom had already checked on me three separate times.By the fourth visit, I pointed toward the hallway."Out."She laughed."I'm just looking.""You're supervising.""I prefer supporti
"Okay," Dad said as he leaned back in his chair. "Let's talk about this Jack guy."I groaned."Do we have to?""Absolutely."Mom laughed."We definitely have to."I shook my head."There's really not much to tell."Dad pointed at me."Start with what you know."I thought about it for a moment."Wel
Thursday nights were usually predictable. Chris would have another dinner meeting with clients, another networking event, or another reason he couldn't be home. Over the years, I had stopped asking questions. Sometimes the meetings were legitimate, sometimes they weren't, and sometimes I simply did
Ten years ago, my husband and I started having problems in our marriage. At first, they were the kind of problems that many couples face—arguments about money, stress from everyday life, and disagreements about priorities. We kept telling ourselves that things would get better, that we were just go







