Pretzel Logic by Tymber Dalton

Author:Tymber Dalton [Dalton, Tymber]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2017-04-11T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

It was actually Alisse who came to pick Jordan up, thirty minutes before Ethan was expecting John at his usual time. She rushed in, unlocking the door with her key and not bothering to knock first. Jordan was in the bathroom when she arrived.

Ethan had heard her car drive up but hadn’t made it to the door before her. He managed to intercept her in the living room, hooking an arm through hers and swinging her around before she reached the couch, pulling her in for a hug.

“Gentle,” he whispered. “B’s in bad shape.”

Alisse froze for a second, then, when he released her, she turned and slowly approached Brita, carefully lowering herself to the couch. “Hey, you all right, B?”

“I’m sorry,” Brita said, tears now rolling down her cheeks.

The anti-anxiety meds had kicked in, which in Brita’s case, with her in as fragile a state as she was, meant she couldn’t hold back the tears like she normally could.

“Sorry for what?”

“For…today.”

Ethan stood there watching, his arms crossed over his chest, as Alisse shot him a helpless look.

He shrugged. He had no good advice for her.

“Honey, John told me what happened. I’m just glad you’re both okay.”

“You’re not mad at me?”

“No! Of course not.” Alisse stroked her sister’s face and tucked stray strands of Brita’s hair behind her ears. “Sweetie, there’s a reason John and I trust you to watch her. Because we know you’ll take care of her. I ended up cutting ties with a former friend of mine several months back who thought it was horrible we let her come over here because you have guns.”

“But they stay locked up.”

“Uh, exactly. You’re responsible. You and Ethan both.”

Brita’s eyes squeezed shut and more tears rolled down her cheeks. “I yelled at him to stop. Why didn’t he stop? Why’d he die over a stupid prank?”

When they heard the guest bathroom open, both Ethan and Alisse moved to block Jordan’s view of Brita to give her time to compose herself, Alisse standing to catch Jordan’s flying tackle hug from her.

“Mommy! Did Daddy tell you what AuntieBee did today?”

“Yes, he did. I’m really glad she was there.”

“Hey, JJ,” Ethan said. “Go say good-bye to Miss Peggy, and then get your stuff.”

“Okay.” She headed to the kitchen, giving Brita a chance to wipe her face and blow her nose with tissues Ethan handed her.

When Jordan returned, she walked over to where Brita still sat on the couch. Leaning in to kiss her cheek, she said, “I love you, AuntieBee. Thank you for protecting us.”

“I love you, too, sweetheart.”

Jordan leaned in for one last hug and whispered something to Brita that Ethan couldn’t make out. Whatever it was, Brita nodded.

Ethan grabbed Jordan’s backpack, while she held her bag of new stuffed animals. “I’ll walk you out.”

Alisse had Jordan get in back and started the car, then hugged Ethan. “How bad is this for her?” she whispered. “Will she be in trouble?”

“No, it was justified. But whatever you do, don’t talk to anyone about it, and do not talk to the media.

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