“Mom, Sheriff Fisher is downstairs. He says he has that date with you,” Christopher said when he opened the door after knocking. She was about to change into her nightgown when she remembered she had dinner with him. With the upsetting conversation they had, she didn’t have the mind for anything.“Tell him I’ll be there in a minute,” she replied, putting her hair up in a small bun and checking herself in the mirror. She didn’t have time to get herself ready, so she just stayed with the clothes she had on.Grace walked down the stairs and noticed Thomas sitting on the living room couch, watching the movie with Christopher and Palmer while waiting for her. He turned around and saw her, giving her a faint smile and hoping she was not still mad at him.“I didn’t thin

Grace was in the kitchen, brewing some coffee and making breakfast for Christopher and Thomas. The night before, she had the most amazing moment for the first time in years, and she didn’t hesitate in giving herself to the sheriff.“Good morning, Mom,” Christopher greeted her while taking a jug of orange juice and pouring it in a glass before taking a sip. He noticed Thomas was not on the couch and neatly laying across the armrest was the sheets and pillows.“Did Sheriff Fisher leave already?” He asked, but Grace stayed quiet. If she told him what happened between her and Thomas, he would probably freak out. The moment of silence didn’t last long when Thomas walked into the kitchen with the sweatpants Grace gave him and no shirt on. Christopher looked at both of them in disbelief.

“So, would you come home with me? I would love to spend some time with Trigger, and it would be great if you kept me company. We can do our homework in the stall with him,” Palmer said as she walked out of the school by Christopher’s hand. “I would love to. Just gotta let mom know I’ll be late,” he replied, taking his phone out and calling Grace. After letting his mother know he'll be hanging out at Palmer's house, they both got on the bus and sat in the back. Neither one of them had seen Faith or Gunner today. They both hoped everything was okay. Palmer would call them later to check in on them.“So I was thinking, maybe one day we could have a date and just

They were all waiting in the waiting area for any news about Grace. Christopher was getting impatient, fidgeting with his fingers as he looked at the door where the doctors would come in and out. Thomas had left to file more paperwork, James and Daisy had gone back home to tend the horses. Palmer was sitting in the chair, looking at Christopher’s pace back and forth, passing his hands through his hair in frustration. “Chris, please sit down. Try to calm down,” she said in a soft voice, but he was not listening to her. Faith and Gunner walked into the hospital after hearing what happened, and with a worried expression, she quickly pulled Christopher in a hug.“I’m sorry to hear about your mom,” Faith said when she pulled away. 

Faith stood in front of her door, trying to take deep breaths before turning around to face Gunner.“Are you sure you want to go through with this again?” She asked, fidgeting with her fingers nervously as she looked at him with a frown on her face. Gunner walked to her, not using his crutches this time, and took her hands in his, rubbing her knuckles.“I’m sure, pretty girl. This time he will have to hear me, and I have come with a plan,” he replied, and that plan was already scaring Faith. She nodded, taking another deep breath before opening the door. “Mom, Dad?” She called. The house was silent, and she looked around, but there was no one in there. Gunner stood