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Authors: Janet Lane Walters
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“Won’t see you for awhile.”
“Guess Matt’s offer pleased you.”
“Sure did. I’ll be leaving in a week or less to start the training program. Could be as long as three months but I intend to shorten the time.”
She laughed. “That’s you. Always in a rush. Will you come back before you leave?”
“I’ll try but I make no promises. Expect a call every night. I’ve a lot to do. Pack the apartment, find a storage place, find a bank with a branch in Fern Lake.”
“I’m glad things are working for you.”
“Hey, I’m not going to vanish this time. We’ll have a lot to discuss when I return. Talk to you tomorrow.”
“Promise.”
“Yes. Bye.”
Simon hung up and grabbed another slice. If he went to see her now, the affair would become a forest fire.
* * *
Simon’s nightly calls gave Dana hope for the future. She sympathized with his many projects involved in settling his affairs in the city. The time grew closer for him to leave.
Five days after he left, Dana pushed the stroller into the family room. Simon’s voice sounded from the answering machine. She snatched the receiver. “I’m here.” His deep laughter made her smile.
“I’m glad I don’t have to leave a message. I’m at the airport waiting for a page. How’s Jenny and how are you?”
“She’s growing. Still waking at two and six but I manage an afternoon nap. I’ve seven clients. Soon I’ll be able to sell this house.”
“That’s great. What I want to tell you is I’ll be busy for the next six to eight weeks.”
“Didn’t you say three months?”
“I intend to push the pace so if I don’t call know it’s because I’m busy.”
“I’ll miss our talks.”
“So will I. If you need me for anything, tell Matt. He’ll know how to get a message to me.”
“I’ll try not to bother you.” She didn’t mention that hang-up calls that had begun several days ago. He might postpone his trip. As long as she knew he was returning she would be fine.
“Damn, I just heard my name paged. Got to go.”
“Good luck.”
“You, too. Kiss Jenny for me.”
Dana smiled. He cared. Maybe he didn’t love her but she had hope for the future.
* * *
A week of a series of hang-ups had Dana wondering if she should change her phone number and become unlisted. The calls had stopped and she relaxed.
One afternoon during the second week of Simon’s absence, she returned from a walk with Jenny. The message light on the answering machine blinked. She hit the button and after the first few words, her body shook.
“Don’t think I’ve forgotten.” The voice belonged to Patricia. “Just because you had a girl doesn’t mean I don’t want Randy’s child.”
The message ended. Panic made Dana erase the message. Jenny was hers. Randy had denied being the father. Should she call Matt to have him reach Simon? She couldn’t disrupt his future. Could she leave Fern Lake and seek refuge elsewhere? Patricia had no right to Jenny but who knew when alcohol ruled her former sister-in-law’s life what she would do.
By the end of the third week after the last call from Simon there had been no further calls from Patricia. The nightly calls had begun again. Dana wished Simon would call. She’d begun to think his unexpected appearance in her life meant nothing.
On the day of her six week check-up, Dana woke thinking about Simon. What was he doing and when would he return? Would he want to see her?
She rose and showered. Then she dressed her daughter for the day in one of the outfits May had sent. Moments after eating breakfast, the doorbell rang.
Madge entered the foyer. “Hard to believe six weeks have passed.”
Dana grabbed her purse. “I’d better go. If she wakes and seems hungry, there’s a bottle of breast milk in the fridge. Just warm it to room temp.”
Madge’s dandelion curls bounced. “We’ll manage. I owe you this and more. I’m so glad I have today off.”
“You’ve been great.”
Madge
“Guess Matt’s offer pleased you.”
“Sure did. I’ll be leaving in a week or less to start the training program. Could be as long as three months but I intend to shorten the time.”
She laughed. “That’s you. Always in a rush. Will you come back before you leave?”
“I’ll try but I make no promises. Expect a call every night. I’ve a lot to do. Pack the apartment, find a storage place, find a bank with a branch in Fern Lake.”
“I’m glad things are working for you.”
“Hey, I’m not going to vanish this time. We’ll have a lot to discuss when I return. Talk to you tomorrow.”
“Promise.”
“Yes. Bye.”
Simon hung up and grabbed another slice. If he went to see her now, the affair would become a forest fire.
* * *
Simon’s nightly calls gave Dana hope for the future. She sympathized with his many projects involved in settling his affairs in the city. The time grew closer for him to leave.
Five days after he left, Dana pushed the stroller into the family room. Simon’s voice sounded from the answering machine. She snatched the receiver. “I’m here.” His deep laughter made her smile.
“I’m glad I don’t have to leave a message. I’m at the airport waiting for a page. How’s Jenny and how are you?”
“She’s growing. Still waking at two and six but I manage an afternoon nap. I’ve seven clients. Soon I’ll be able to sell this house.”
“That’s great. What I want to tell you is I’ll be busy for the next six to eight weeks.”
“Didn’t you say three months?”
“I intend to push the pace so if I don’t call know it’s because I’m busy.”
“I’ll miss our talks.”
“So will I. If you need me for anything, tell Matt. He’ll know how to get a message to me.”
“I’ll try not to bother you.” She didn’t mention that hang-up calls that had begun several days ago. He might postpone his trip. As long as she knew he was returning she would be fine.
“Damn, I just heard my name paged. Got to go.”
“Good luck.”
“You, too. Kiss Jenny for me.”
Dana smiled. He cared. Maybe he didn’t love her but she had hope for the future.
* * *
A week of a series of hang-ups had Dana wondering if she should change her phone number and become unlisted. The calls had stopped and she relaxed.
One afternoon during the second week of Simon’s absence, she returned from a walk with Jenny. The message light on the answering machine blinked. She hit the button and after the first few words, her body shook.
“Don’t think I’ve forgotten.” The voice belonged to Patricia. “Just because you had a girl doesn’t mean I don’t want Randy’s child.”
The message ended. Panic made Dana erase the message. Jenny was hers. Randy had denied being the father. Should she call Matt to have him reach Simon? She couldn’t disrupt his future. Could she leave Fern Lake and seek refuge elsewhere? Patricia had no right to Jenny but who knew when alcohol ruled her former sister-in-law’s life what she would do.
By the end of the third week after the last call from Simon there had been no further calls from Patricia. The nightly calls had begun again. Dana wished Simon would call. She’d begun to think his unexpected appearance in her life meant nothing.
On the day of her six week check-up, Dana woke thinking about Simon. What was he doing and when would he return? Would he want to see her?
She rose and showered. Then she dressed her daughter for the day in one of the outfits May had sent. Moments after eating breakfast, the doorbell rang.
Madge entered the foyer. “Hard to believe six weeks have passed.”
Dana grabbed her purse. “I’d better go. If she wakes and seems hungry, there’s a bottle of breast milk in the fridge. Just warm it to room temp.”
Madge’s dandelion curls bounced. “We’ll manage. I owe you this and more. I’m so glad I have today off.”
“You’ve been great.”
Madge
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