Wrong Number by Rachelle Christensen

Author:Rachelle Christensen [Christensen, Rachelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cedar Fort, Inc.
Published: 2010-03-08T00:00:00+00:00

“Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma,” Scarlett babbled happily and pulled Aubree’s hair.

“Well, good morning to you too.” Aubree giggled and kissed Scarlett’s chubby cheeks. It was hard to believe her baby was just shy of nine months old. Aubree ruffled Scarlett’s silky curls and glanced at her watch—six forty-five. It was pretty early, and she could’ve slept much longer, but they had a lot of miles to cover today.

Over breakfast, she studied the atlas and figured that with a stop somewhere for Scarlett’s mid-morning snack, they should reach Steamboat Springs, Colorado, by about one o’clock. Before they left, she carried the box of hair dye she’d purchased the previous night into the restroom at the park.

It wasn’t easy to dye her hair over a sink and keep Scarlett entertained in her car seat, but forty minutes later, Aubree emerged as a redhead. In the trailer, she brushed her “autumn leaf” hair away from her face. In a few months, it would be long enough to put in a ponytail. She had been due for a haircut but hadn’t scheduled it yet. The hair was a few inches past her ears and barely approached the nape of her neck. She ran her fingers through Scarlett’s dark curls and then cleaned up their breakfast mess.

After a few hours of driving, Aubree kept yawning and was glad that feeding Scarlett gave her a reason to stop. She dozed off while she nursed her baby in the trailer and awoke startled and disoriented a half hour later. She’d been dreaming. Or had it just been her mind racing? The dream had something to do with her mother, and Aubree longed to talk to her, but she knew she couldn’t.

It wasn’t difficult to think who Jason would’ve contacted right after she hung up on him yesterday. Her mom was probably sick with worry, but Aubree couldn’t call and risk giving away her location. It was the only way she could be safe for now.

When the pickup was back on Highway 40, Aubree’s mind returned to a thought she couldn’t shake. It was really an idea, but if her idea proved correct, it might mean the end of all this running. After all, how long did she expect to live on the run? Aubree narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips, remembering what she’d told Jason—that she was taking control of her life. She glanced at Scarlett sleeping peacefully in her car seat. What other choice did she have?

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