Liam (Heaven Hill Shorts Book 7) by Laramie Briscoe

Author:Laramie Briscoe [Briscoe, Laramie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Laramie Briscoe Books
Published: 2020-03-19T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Liam

When I was growing up, I heard people mention the hardest thing you could ever do is be a parent. To me that was bullshit because of who my parents were. As I’ve gotten older, I realize it’s true.

Being a grandparent is fun, you get to do all the cool shit and be less of a disciplinarian. They don’t look to you for all the answers, they look to you to be their fun away from home. You can let them eat chocolate at midnight on a Friday, let them sleep until noon on a Saturday, then take them out for a ride on the bike, if that’s what they want. The schedules and the pressures aren’t there anymore.

But then you realize, you’re still the parent to their mom or dad. And now your roll as parent is so much more important. If you fuck up seeing your child is screaming for help it affects not only them, but that grandchild you’ve had so much fun with. It’s a trickle down, and at some point responsibility has to be taken.

Which is why I’m pulling into the driveway of Mandy and Dalton’s home unannounced. I heard through the grapevine Mandy called into work today. I purposely didn’t drive my bike because I didn’t want her to immediately know it’s me, and temper her reaction or her emotions.

I want to know what my girl is going through.

Without putting on a mask for everyone else.

I want the full, the raw, and the unedited. It’s time to hear those screams for help and I’m gonna be the one to help her. Even if I have to drag her outta here kicking and screaming.

There’s no movement as I park and get out of my truck.

Used to be, she’d be running out as soon as I parked in the driveway, Walker beside her, Dalton looking proudly from the doorway. She’d be animatedly telling me about what was going on in their household, bragging on something Walker or Dalton did, and making sure they knew how excited she was.

This is a stark difference, and my first clue that this is worse than I imagined.

Slowly, I walk up the stairs until I’m at the door. I knock once, twice, and then three times.

Nothing.

I ring the doorbell.

Nothing.

Never have I ever used the key they’ve hidden for emergencies, but my heart is pounding and I feel in my bones something isn’t right. Extending to my full height, I grab for the notch above the door, take out the key, and shove it into the lock. My hands are shaking, and I’m not sure why, all I know is I have to get into this house.

Once I’m in, I scream. “Mandy!”

There’s no answer. My heart is pounding so hard I feel a heart attack coming on.

“Mandy!”

I run. All through the house, checking every room, wanting more than I’ve ever wanted anything to find her.

My feet come to a complete stop. There’s one room none of us have gone in.

Not since Mandy lost the baby.

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