A Time to Heal by Diana Lesire Brandmeyer

Author:Diana Lesire Brandmeyer [Brandmeyer, Diana Lesire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781080977888
Publisher: Diana Lesire Brandmeyer
Published: 2019-08-07T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Lucy ran her fingers through her tangled hair. She should wash it, but she couldn't find the energy. It had been several days since she'd spoken to her brother and Deni. She couldn't, because she knew they wanted her to say yes right now to them adopting the baby.

A knock on the door startled her. She wasn't expecting anyone. Everyone was at work. Maybe it was the mailman dropping off a package. She looked down at the stain on her shirt where she'd dribbled jelly from breakfast. The mailman would leave it. She was comfortable on the couch. Another knock, more insistent this time. Maybe she had to sign for something. With a deep sigh, she stood and meandered to the door hoping by the time she got there the person would be gone.

She peeked through the curtain on the door. Evan. What could he want? She opened the door.

“I brought your truck back. I was hoping you could take me back to the dealership?” He stuck his hands in his pockets.

“I don't know, Evan. I wish you would have called first. What if I wasn’t here or had plans?”

“I was afraid you'd tell me not to come.”

“I would have.”

“I'm sorry, Lucy Belle.”

She cringed. What right did he have to call her that? She'd poured her heart to him as a friend and he'd abandoned her. “You can call someone from the dealership to get you.” She started to close the door.

He reached out and touched her arm sending shock waves of memory through her. “Stop!”

He jumped back, both hands in the air. “Lucy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you.”

Her heart pounded in her throat, and then her body started to shake. “Evan, it's not you. I don't even know why I'm reacting this way.”

“Will you come out here and sit on the deck with me? You're pale, and I can see you’re trembling. I won't even sit next to you if you don't want me to. I don't want to leave you like this.”

She took a step outside. The sun warmed her face. Without thinking, her hand went to her face to make sure there weren't any toast crumbs sticking there. When had she stopped caring about the way she looked? Before she left the country she'd been on top of what was trendy and she helped other women find the beauty within them, but now? She couldn't even put on clean clothes. Was it the pregnancy, or the trauma of what had happened to her? Maybe both.

“Thank you for coming out. I have a lot to say.”

“I thought you'd said plenty when you took off in a flash the last time you were here.”

“That wasn't right. You told me to leave. You didn’t have a choice with what happened. I figured I could at least do what you asked. I didn't—don’t know how to act or what to say about what you went through.”

“I don't either.” She sat in a chair. “Have a seat, and I'll listen because I'm pretty much done talking after telling my parents, Grams and Joel.

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