Return to Glory (Hqn) by Sara Arden

Author:Sara Arden [Arden, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-09-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

BETSY WAS SO proud of Jack for going to the support group.

She hoped that he meant what he said, about getting his life back.

The look in his eyes that morning as he’d held the .357 in his hands—it had been a grim determination. A sorrow. Even a sense of horrible purpose. She’d felt so many things in that moment. Acute loss, pain for him and how much he suffered to have considered something so awful, and anger. Anger because he was failing her, wanting to abandon her like everyone else.

When the thought resonated, she realized that was truly how she felt. Even though Caleb and India were still in her life and she still had her mother, she felt as if everyone had left her alone and she had no one. It was a revelation because Betsy wasn’t that girl. She knew she had so much to be thankful for.

Guilt flooded her that during his darkest moment, she’d been worried about herself and how his actions would affect her. For as long as she’d known Jack, he’d always put her first. When he pasted that fake smile on his face, she knew that was for her benefit, too.

Until he told her he could taste the bacon. She smiled thinking of it.

It was a big deal to drop him off for the support-group meeting, both in that he was going and that he let her drive him. He had a hard time asking for or accepting help in any part of his life. But this dinner today was going to be a moment of reckoning. Caleb had had no right to do what he did to Jack. He’d already felt bad enough about something that was an accident. He hadn’t actually hurt her. Jack was probably in more pain about having bruised her than the bruises themselves caused her.

Betsy passed her mother in the hall. “Where is my brother? I saw his car.”

“He’s hiding in his old room.”

“If you hear crashes or bangs, don’t worry. I’m just beating the stupid out of him.”

“He’s a Lewis man. There’s no beating the stupid out of him,” Lula said absently as she continued on into the kitchen to mind what smelled like pot roast.

“Is that roast?”

“Yes, it’s what Caleb wanted today. He put in a special request.”

“Why do we ever deviate from the fried chicken? I really wanted fried chicken. That’s another reason to hit him.”

“If you punch him, you won’t be able to knead the dough for your bread. You know he’s got a jaw like a brick.” Lula’s nonchalant attitude had been born from years of her children inflicting terror and revenge on each other. This wasn’t anything new. “Don’t break anything of mine. You know, when you both moved out, I thought I could finally have nice things.” She sighed.

“If he wouldn’t do stupid things, this wouldn’t be a problem.” Betsy stomped up the stairs in a fury and flung open the door to his room like the reckoning she planned to deliver.

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