A Wedding to Remember by Joanna Sims

Author:Joanna Sims [Sims, Joanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin Special Edition
Published: 2017-02-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

The very thing he was afraid of had indeed come home to roost. He had waited too long to tell her, to soften the blow of Savannah finding out about their son. Perhaps he had hoped, in a way, that her memories of sweet Sammy would return on their own, saving him from the horrible task of telling Savannah that she was a mother and that their son was gone.

Watching his wife leave their home was reliving a scene from his past that he had suppressed for so long. Savannah had walked out on him before, and he hadn’t put up a fight. He had been too emotionally raw himself, drowning in his own guilt, that he hadn’t believed that he had a right to fight for his marriage. But this time, he was going to be different. He was going to put up one hell of a fight for his marriage.

He spent several hours reaching out to Savannah’s parents, her sisters and her friends. None of them had heard from her, but they all promised to call him right away if they did. It was a relief to have all of them on his side—this time around.

Bruce called her phone, sent her texts, tried to reach her by video chat. Savannah could be stubborn to a fault, and he finally had to accept that he would have to wait for her to return to him in her own way, in her own time. Tired of pacing, tired of not being able to concentrate on any one thing, Bruce finally decided to take a seat on the porch and wait for his wife to come home.

Somewhere along the way, he had fallen asleep on the porch. The sound of the dogs barking excitedly awakened him; he squinted at the early-morning sun and winced at the stiffness of his neck from sleeping upright all night.

The dogs were barking their greeting to Savannah. Bruce watched as his wayward wife parked the truck and got out. She reached down to pet the dogs, but her eyes were on him. Slowly, deliberately, Savannah crossed to the porch. At the bottom of the stairs, she stopped, her arms crossed tightly in front of her body.

“Hi.” She had dark circles under her puffy red eyes.

“I’m glad you’re back,” he told her.

“I’m sorry I left like I did.” She apologized in a quiet voice. “You didn’t deserve that.”

He appreciated the apology, but all he wanted was for her to stay this time—to work through the loss of their son together, something they hadn’t been able to do before.

“I’m sorry.” He stood up; he wanted so badly to take her in his arms, to hold her, to comfort her. But he was afraid of being pushed away. “I thought—we all thought—that you needed time to heal before...” His voice trailed off. Would it always be hard to say his son’s name out loud?

She leaned against the handrail on the stairs, arms still crossed. “I drove around all night, trying to remember.

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