Amy's Forever Love by Lyn Cote

Author:Lyn Cote [Cote, Lyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lyn Cote

Chapter 8

On Friday afternoon after the clinic closed, Jake backed up his pickup so that the rear hatch would open directly in front of Amy’s mobile home door. He’d come to help her move out of the trailer and into the little house on his property. The day had dawned surprisingly mild and sunny. At twenty degrees above zero, he almost unzipped his jacket. A front from the Louisiana Gulf had flowed up the Mississippi River Valley and brought some warmth with it—even after four in the afternoon.

This contrasted with the cold chill that had settled in his midsection and wouldn’t budge. Everything about his dad’s heart problems was moving way too fast. No matter what a person’s illness or disease might be, it was always heart failure that caused death. How damaged was his dad’s heart? And would it disable or sideline his active, type A father?

He pushed these worries down deep inside. He was here to help Amy and it was a warm sunny day. He opened the road-salt-encrusted back hatch and then turned to Amy’s door. His knuckles barely touched the door before Amy opened it.

“I saw you backing in. How’s your dad today?”

“He’s his normal cheery self.”

As she drew him inside, Amy’s smile looked strained. “I know you’re worried, but when we can’t do anything, that’s when we pray.”

I haven’t really prayed for a long time, not since Mom died. But that had begun to change.

Amy gazed into his eyes.

He tried to look away but could not.

She lightly brushed his cheek with her palm. “Have faith. People will let you down. God won’t.”

For a moment, he pressed his cheek against her soft palm. When that was no longer enough, he stepped back—before he kissed her.

Amy also stepped back, blushing.

“Let’s get started then.” He forced a broad smile.

“There isn’t much. The girls are at Mike’s already. Ginnie is there to watch them. I could have done it by myself in a few trips with the van.” Her voice sounded listless.

Jake tried to navigate the murky currents here. He’d thought he should offer to help her. Didn’t she want him to help her move? What could he do now? He couldn’t just leave. And this might have absolutely nothing to do with me. Maybe she just hates having to leave this place where she’s lived so long. He could understand that. Except for college, he’d never lived away from the farm he loved.

“Let’s just load up everything that will fit in my truck bed and your van and see how far we get.”

“Pretty far,” she muttered more to herself, he thought, than to him.

Jake soon found what she meant about not taking long to move. In the girls’ bright pink bedroom, he blinked to be sure his eyes weren’t failing him. Six neat boxes sat in the stripped, empty-looking room. Just six? “I’ll help you break down the beds,” he offered. “They should fit in my truck.”

“Great. The bunk beds are really the only furniture we’ll be taking.” Amy didn’t meet his eyes.

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