Canyon Road by Thomas Thea

Author:Thomas, Thea [Thomas, Thea]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Emerson & Tilman, Publishers
Published: 2012-03-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

There was nothing Sage would rather less have to go through than another hearing like the one she'd just gone through that put Bill Rattnor away. It had been hellish, and the sooner she could forget it – if she ever could – the happier she'd be. She wanted to pity him, and, to some extent she had this morning, as he emphatically drove his weird logic in his lawyer voice. Not a single thing he said made sense.

Anthony insisted on going with her, for which she was extremely grateful. His support, ever reliable, his friendship, undemanding. These past few weeks he'd spent many valuable hours away from his own concerns to help her and Millie salvage Victoria's estate.

"How are you feeling?" Anthony asked as they drove away from the courthouse, a place she hoped she'd never have to go again.

Sage gave him a wan smile. "Glad it's over."

"Me too." He patted her hand. "You look pallid. Have you been eating? Probably not. Let's go to Angelo's for a bit of lunch."

Sage could never thank Anthony enough for staunchly standing by her, but right now she longed to be alone. She'd been coming to this moment, clearing up the mystery, if not the pain, around Aunt Vicky's death, and as much as she cared for Anthony, she needed a private moment.

"Rain check? You're such a dear, Anthony. I know you'll understand that I... I...."

"I do understand. You need to be alone."

Sage nodded. Tears she'd held back for weeks threatened to spill.

"I wish I could just take the pain away from you. But that will come with time."

"I know." Sage turned and looked out the window. As they climbed the Canyon Road, she took that as a promise, that her heart would one day climb out of the canyon of her grief. One day, she would be happy again.

They said nothing on the rest of the ride to her place. When they arrived, Anthony walked her to the door.

"Give me a call," he said. "If you don't, I'll send my troops."

"Ah, well, the 'troops' already have an appointment. Millie's coming Sunday. We're spend the day going over the last bit of my handing the baton of Aunt Vicky's businesses over to her."

"Your businesses now, dear heart."

"Yes. Well. I'm certainly grateful for Millie's practically mystical appearance in my life. And bonus, I like her all to pieces."

Anthony chuckled. "She is relentlessly charming, amusing and likable. Okay, I'm away. Don't...."

"I know, hesitate to call." She waved and stepped inside.

She turned and put her hands against the door. Resisting turning around in what was now, truly her home. Her responsibility.

But she did turn. It looked the same. And yet, it looked different. Her home. For the first time in her life, she had a place that was truly her own. With a style, furniture and colors all different from what she would choose. But there was one place where she had power, where her choices, and the results of her efforts were purely her own.

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