Twin Embers by Jet MacLeod

Author:Jet MacLeod [MacLeod, Jet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-05-11T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Grace walked into her kitchen. She got home just in time to see Reagan give Catie her breakfast. She was tired and Reagan could tell. Not only by her walk and body, Reagan could see it in her eyes.

“You want breakfast?” Reagan asked her.

“Sure,” Grace said, lowering herself into a seat.

“Catie, finish your cereal, baby,” Reagan told her.

“Okay, Momma,” Catie answered around a spoonful.

“What would you like, Sweetheart?”

“Anything will be fine, Reagan. I’m not going to be picky right now. I am not in the mood, but I am hungry.”

“How hungry?” Reagan asked.

“Raging,” Grace replied.

“Not a problem, Gracie. Just sit there and relax. I’ll take care of everything.”

Reagan went back into the cooking area of the kitchen. She began to whip up some eggs. She grabbed the phone off the wall and dialed work.

“KnightTech, how can I help you?” Mrs. Bentley asked on the other end of the line.

“Hello, Mrs. Bentley, this is Reagan.”

“Yes, ma’am, what can I do for you?”

“Please let the others managers know that I won’t be in today. I have a pressing family matter to attend to this afternoon. If for some reason they do need me, they can text me. Absolutely, no calls.”

“Yes, ma’am, I understand. I’m turning off your forwarded calls as we speak. I’ll make sure that Russo and Keller understand.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Bentley.”

“No problem. I’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t worry about anything but you, Gracie and Catie, today.”

Reagan hung up the phone and plated the meal she prepared for Grace. She put the plate in front of Grace but had to nudge her to eat. Grace looked up at Reagan and smiled.

“You called out of work?” Gracie asked.

“I did.”

“Why?” Gracie questioned.

“Because you need me more than they do today.”

“Thank you,” Grace replied.

“I’ll be right back. Catie, finish your cereal. Grace, finish your plate.”

Catie and Grace both agreed. Catie ate another spoonful. Grace ate forkful after forkful of her eggs and sausage.

When Reagan came back into the kitchen, they had both finished their breakfasts. Reagan grabbed both Catie’s empty bowl and Grace’s empty plate. She put them in the dishwasher.

“Catie, get ready for play school. Mrs. Rita will be here to get you shortly. She is going to take you and pick you up, today, Sweetie.”

“Okay, Momma,” Catie replied, very enthusiastically.

Reagan smiled at her daughter. She watched as Grace smiled at Catie, too. It made Regan happy to see them together. It was another reason that Reagan fell in love with Grace.

Reagan helped Catie get ready for playschool, while Grace cleaned up the kitchen somewhat. Reagan found Grace leaning over the sink, staring out into the yard and at the lake. Reagan had gotten Catie off to school and now it was time to take care of Grace.

“Gracie, forget about it and come to bed.”

“Wha—“

“Come on. You’re dead on your feet. Don’t even try to fight me on this. We both know you didn’t sleep last night. I know you haven’t in days. So, I’m putting you to bed,” Reagan told her.

“Okay,” Gracie answered, taking Reagan offered hand.

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