Casper has been on cloud nine the entire drive back to the house. His booster seat was in the back seat in the middle of Mark’s parents, and he had his grandparents’ complete attention. Before the car even pulled out of the airport’s parking lot, Casper began with his relentless questions, just like he had done with Mark on the way to the airport. To my surprise, Mark’s parents seemed to enjoy their grandson’s questions. Periodically, the older couple would turn the tables and would ask our son a question.When we get to the house and out of the car, Casper grabs his grandparents’ hand and pulls them towards the house. “Grandpa! Grandma! I want to show you my room!!”As we step out of the vehicle, Shane opens the front door and Casper doesn’t even give his grandparents a chance to stop as he continues to pull them into the house and towards his bedroom. Shane shakes his head as the three go by and chuckles, “Someone is happy to see his grandparents.”Mark and I nod, while my g
As I sit at the dining room table, I stare down at the old, battered phone. Did I even agree to call my parents? I don’t remember, but the next thing I know my phone is in front of me on the table.Gulp. My heartbeat quickens. I guess there is no turning back now. Ring…ring…ring…ring…My brother’s voice bellows from the phone. “KATIE!!! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU AND WHY HAVEN’T YOU CALLED????”My mouth falls slightly open and instantly turns dry. My long-time fear of what my parents will say suddenly leaves me and is replaced with another one. Why is my brother answering my mom’s phone?“Where’s mom? Is something wrong?” My voice cracks slightly as I lean forward. I rub the palms of my hands along my pants as my foot bounces on the floor. Please, don’t let there be anything wrong. My mom suddenly snaps, “Give that back to me! How dare you take my phone!” She pauses for a second and then calmly says, “Hello.”Relief washes over me. I take a deep breath and my voice trembl
I can’t believe Katie’s parents were so cold. The need to protect her consumes me. She has said several times she was afraid to go back. Now I can see why. Not only was she afraid I wouldn’t remember, but she was also worried about what her parents would do. She has been like a zombie since the phone call. I have gotten her into bed, but she hasn’t stopped crying. Her tear-stained face and gut-wrenching sobs pierce right through my heart. How can her family be so cruel? I wrap my arms around her, hoping she will go to sleep soon. Maybe then, she can have some peace, if only for a short while. My mind replays the earlier conversation with her family, but I insert my alternate version of the events, including what I would have liked to say to them. None of which would be kind or respectful, but they weren’t kind to Katie.Her soft steady breathing sooths my aching heart. She is finally asleep. I need to talk to Shane.I slowly inch myself out of her tight hold and quietly
“But I want to see….” I tilt my head and give my mom my sad puppy dog eyes. She glances to her side at me, but she shakes her head and ignores me. “No. I told you before. We aren’t going to show you what Katie has picked out for her dress, and that is that. Plus, don’t you want to be surprised? Now, stop trying to get me to cave.” She presses her lips together and gives me a stern look. I used to fear those looks when I was younger, but as an adult, I simply know I won’t win the battle. When she sinks her feet in on something, she seldom changes her mind. Several books of tuxedos lay across the table in front of us. Each one is opened and a young lady flips through a few pages of the book on top and points out a few outfits. With a soft grin, she glances up at me and politely says, “This one will look good on you. It will complement your height and your build.” I stare down at it and sigh. I don’t know. All of them are starting to look the same to me. This is wh
Buzz…buzz…buzz…Ugh!! It can’t be time to get up yet. I reach over and grab Katie’s phone off the nightstand, quickly shutting off her alarm. Her warm body presses against my side while her arm and leg are draped over me and across my body. I look down at the gorgeous sight and still can’t believe I finally found her. I had tried not to keep her up too late, but I just couldn’t control myself and ravaged her for hours. My bite marks and hickeys litter her smooth skin. A sense of pride washes over me, along with a bit of possessiveness. With my marks on full display, everyone should be able to tell she is taken. I smile as she snuggles into my side as I slowly rub her back. “Katie, it is time to get up and go to work. Baby, you need to get up.”She tightens her arms around me and mumbles, “No. Not yet.”“Sorry, baby, but I’m afraid it is time. I just turned off your alarm.” I continued to rub her back as she slowly and reluctantly let’s go of me. As soon as she pulls awa
We continue to eat breakfast, but this time it is in silence. Shane and Katie both get up and take their dishes to the sink as I try to get Casper to eat instead of pouting. Unfortunately, I don’t have much success until Katie calls out from the kitchen. “Cass, if you don’t eat breakfast then you won’t be able to go to the hospital with daddy, and everyone else to have lunch with me.”His mouth flies open, and he instantly whines, “Nooo, mommy. I want to go to the hospital with daddy.”I quickly coax Casper to eat as I put a little food on his spoon and raise it up in front of him. “Here, Cass. Eat like mommy said or you will stay home with Uncle Frank over lunch.”His head whips around, and his eyes pop wide open. “No. I go to the hospital, too.” His lower lip quivers and pulls at my heart, but I have to stay strong. I don’t say anything and make a motion with my head toward his plate and the spoon that I’m holding. “Hmmmm.”He huffs and stares at the spoonful of food for
My heart still hammers against my chest, like it did when Brenda asked about my parents. Why did she have to ask me that question? I’m still not ready to tell her what happened. If I could, I would forget about it. Thankfully, Mark changed the topic fast, but I know she won’t let me get away without filling her in on all the horrible details. If I’m lucky, she will give me more time before she asks again.I leave Mark, Casper, and my friends and head back to work. Along the way, Dr. Morgan catches up to me and tentatively asks, “So, you are engaged?”I smile and excitedly reply, “Yes. Actually, our wedding is in ten days.”“Congratulations. Mark looks like a wonderful man.”My smile grows even wider as I proudly respond, “Yes, he is.”***I collapse into my chair in the safety of my office. This afternoon has been rough. Several of the children I had to examine were fighting me the whole way. For one little girl, I had to pull out all of my tricks before I could get her cal
We stay with Jenny for about another 30 minutes before we reluctantly announce it is time for us to leave. We say our goodbyes, and Casper gives Jenny a hug. Her bright smile fades slightly when we head towards the door, pulling at my heart. I wish we could do more for her. As we step outside of the room, a nurse walks past us and into the room. She stops momentarily in the doorway and glances over her shoulder. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep an eye on her.” A strange heaviness fills the car on the drive back home, but it hasn’t put a damper on Casper’s mood. He can’t stop talking about Jenny and everything they did. He still has the same excitement as he did in the room with her. I have a feeling he is going to want to go to the hospital to see her again. When we finally get back home, Casper darts from the vehicle and inside the house, waving his little hands in the air. “Grandma! Grandpa! Guess what happened!” His excitement at telling them all about Jenny beams off him.