The Garage Fridge Situation by Fallon Brown

The Garage Fridge Situation by Fallon Brown

Author:Fallon Brown [Brown, Fallon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fallon Brown


I sank onto the porch rocker next to Linnea. Her face looked pale when I came out, and she had her hand over her belly. "You all right?"

Linnea smiled weakly, but she didn't take her eyes off Isabella running around in the yard with her cousins. "I'm fine, Lou. You know, when I was pregnant with Isa, I didn't feel like this. Not with Danica, either."

"Like what?"

"That it wouldn't be a good idea to get too far from a toilet."

I wrinkled my nose, but my sister just laughed. "Didn't think you were squeamish, Lou."

"Sure, I've had to fix stopped up toilets, so I've seen some nasty stuff. It doesn't mean I want to talk about vomit."

"I wasn't talking about it. I didn't even say the word. You did."

I rolled my eyes. "I think I'm going down with the kids. They'll probably be more mature."

My sister laughed and tugged on my sleeve as I went to get up. "Stay here and keep me company. Danica is napping, and Sander is making sure Isabella doesn't get into too much trouble. I have no responsibilities, so catch me up on what's going on in your life."

I rolled my eyes but stayed in the chair. "Nothing's going on. I'm working. That's about it."

"You've got to have more of a social life than that. Come on, Lou. You're the only one in the family still single. I've got to live vicariously through you."

"You don't need to remind me. And why would you need to? Is something wrong? Sander better not--"

"Stop," she told me. "Everything is fine with Sander and our marriage. That's not it at all. It's just hard to get out with two kids and another on the way. Before you say it, yes, I know how to prevent that."

I didn't laugh at that, though I thought that's what she was trying to do. "I would never say that to you. Has somebody else?"

"It's not important," she said. "He won't be saying it again."

That jerked my gaze back to her face. "What does that mean?" Judging by the way the hairs on my neck stood up, I already knew.

"Because the man who so often said it, not at all trying to keep me from overhearing, is dead."

"Brenten," I murmured. It sounded like something he'd say, either thinking it was funny or trying to be cruel.

"Yeah," she said. "I knew the truth of what our life is, so I brushed it off. I think it bothered Daniel more, because Brenten never said those things to him. I am sorry the guy is dead, but not sorry I'll never hear those words from him again."

I reached over and squeezed her arm before letting it go again. I'd always known I wasn't the only one Brenten had ever hurt. Even if, with his death, the town tried to make him out to be a saint.

Linnea gave a little groan and pressed a hand to her belly. "This little one is not letting me have any peace. Good thing my boss is understanding, or who knows if I'd still have a job.



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