LOGINFriday afternoon couldn't seem to end fast enough for Lela.She glanced at the clock in her bedroom for what felt like the hundredth time before finally deciding she couldn't sit still another minute.She grabbed her purse and headed downstairs.Pamela looked up from the living room."Where are you off to?"Lela smiled."I need to run a couple of errands.""Do you need any company?"Lela thought for a moment before smiling."Actually...""I'd love your help."Pamela grabbed her purse without another question.A few minutes later, they were walking through the children's section of a department store.Pamela looked around curiously."So..."She smiled knowingly."This wasn't exactly the errand I expected."Lela picked up a small stuffed elephant."I've never shopped for a two-year-old before."Pamela laughed softly."I can tell.""Why?""Because you've already picked up six stuffed animals."Lela looked down at the cart.There was a bunny.A teddy bear.A dinosaur.A unicorn.A puppy.
The next two weeks seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.For Lela, every day brought another milestone.Emily had finally cleared her to walk without her crutch around the house, though she still carried it on longer outings."Just don't get overconfident," Emily reminded her after another therapy session.Lela laughed."I've learned that lesson already."Jack was waiting in the lobby when she finished.As always.He stood the moment he saw her."How'd you do?"Emily answered before Lela could."She's doing great."Jack's face lit up."I knew you could do it."Lela rolled her eyes playfully."You two celebrate every little thing.""Because every little thing matters," Jack replied.He slipped his hand into hers as they walked toward the parking lot."So..."She smiled."So?""This weekend."Lela's stomach fluttered."This weekend."Jack nodded."Monica comes Friday afternoon.""You'll pick her up?""At three."He smiled to himself."I haven't seen her in almost two weeks."Lela watch
The house grew quiet after the conversation.Pamela carried the bowl of strawberries to the refrigerator without another word.Frank picked up his newspaper, though he hadn't read a single line since walking into the kitchen.Lela stood at the window, looking out over the backyard.She hated that her mother was upset.But she also knew she couldn't live her life trying to make everyone else comfortable.Frank folded the newspaper and looked toward his wife."Pam."She didn't answer."Come sit down."She sighed before joining him at the kitchen table.Lela started to leave."I'll let you two talk."Frank shook his head."No.""You stay.""This concerns all three of us."Lela slowly sat back down.Frank reached for Pamela's hand."I know why you're upset.""I'm upset because she deserves better."Frank nodded."So do I."Pamela looked at him."But I also know the man I've watched these past several months.""He isn't Chris."The name hung in the room.Lela lowered her eyes.Pamela close
Jack finally walked Lela to the front porch.The porch light cast a warm glow across the steps as the evening air settled around them."I had a wonderful time," Lela said."So did I."Jack smiled before becoming serious again."I know today was...a lot.""It was."She stepped closer to him."But I'm glad you told me.""So am I."He gently brushed his thumb across her cheek."I'll call you tomorrow.""I'll be waiting."He leaned down and kissed her softly before walking back toward his truck.Lela stood on the porch watching until his taillights disappeared around the corner.Only then did she go inside.The next morning, the smell of fresh coffee drifted through the Moretti home.Mrs. Moretti stood at the kitchen island slicing strawberries while humming softly to herself.Lela slowly walked in with her coffee mug."Morning, sweetheart.""Morning, Mom."Pamela immediately noticed something different."You look happy."Lela smiled."I am."Pamela poured her a cup of coffee."Tell me ab
They stayed parked by the lake for nearly another hour.The difficult conversation was behind them now.In its place came dozens of smaller ones.Lela smiled as she looked at Monica's photograph again."So..."Jack laughed."I know that look.""What look?""The one that says you're about to ask approximately one hundred questions."She grinned."I was thinking maybe ninety-eight.""I'll survive."She tucked one leg beneath her as best she could in the passenger seat."What was she like as a baby?"Jack's entire expression softened."She hardly ever cried.""Really?""She was the happiest baby I'd ever seen."He smiled at the memory."The nurses kept joking that she was the easiest baby on the maternity floor."Lela listened quietly."She has this little laugh..."He chuckled."...that starts as a giggle and somehow turns into a full-body laugh.""You can't help laughing with her.""Does she know who you are?"Jack looked almost offended."Lela."She laughed."I didn't mean it like tha
Two days after the divorce was finalized, Jack called Lela."Are you busy Friday night?"Lela smiled as she tucked the phone between her shoulder and her ear."I have physical therapy until four.""After that?""I don't think my parents have anything planned.""Good.""So..."She laughed."So?""I'd like to take you to dinner.""Somewhere nice.""And afterward..."His voice grew quieter."...I'd like to tell you something I've been waiting a long time to tell you."Lela's smile softened."I'll be ready."Friday evening arrived with clear skies and a cool breeze.Jack walked to the front door carrying a bouquet of white daisies.Mrs. Moretti answered."Oh..."She smiled."Those are beautiful.""They're for Lela."Mrs. Moretti stepped aside."I had a feeling."Lela appeared a moment later wearing a navy-blue summer dress that fell just below her knees. Her knee brace was hidden beneath the fabric, though she still leaned lightly on a single crutch.Jack forgot how to speak.She laughed.
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







