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couch. Even
though they’re coming back to the house for a while, my mom and in-laws have
been staying at the bed-and-breakfast in town, and the kids will sleep like
rocks tonight. Just call my cell phone when you’re on your way and I’ll open
the door.”
“Are you sure?” Ian asked. “We can throw him in a bed at the
hotel. No big deal.”
Shaking her head, she glanced over at the man in question.
“No. It’s okay. Bring him to the house. He’s staying the rest of the week to
help me with all the paperwork with the V.A. and other stuff. You can pick Jenn
up, then, and bring her back to the hotel.”
“We’ll take good care of him. I promise. And if you need
anything, you have most of our numbers, right?”
“I do.” She swallowed a sob that wanted to burst forth.
“Thanks…for everything. I…I couldn’t have gotten through this without all of
you here.”
Ian pulled her into a full hug, wrapping both arms around
her. “That’s what we’re here for, sweetheart. Eric was a brother and we take
care of our own.”
“I know you do.”
Chapter 8
It had been a long day, and it was far from over. Curt
hoisted five-year-old Amanda up into his arms when she came over to him while
he was talking to Polo. As she rested her head on his shoulder, he told his
friend about Eric’s last phone call. “It sucks. I missed his freaking call and
by the time I got the voice mail, it was too late. His cell had been in his
pocket and was smashed. That’s why we couldn’t ping it. The weird thing is, he
sounded worried about something.”
Marco took a swig of his beer. “What’d he say?”
“Just that he really needed to talk to me and to call back as
soon as I could. Dana doesn’t know what it was about. I don’t know…maybe I’m
trying to figure out why it happened. It was probably some effing drunk…”
“Uncle Curtsy? What does effwing mean?”
Rolling his eyes as Marco chuckled, Curt gave Amanda a
squeeze before setting her on her feet once more. “Nothing, sweetie. I think
Jenn is looking for you over there.” He pointed to where the young woman was
gathering the children’s jackets and Amanda’s coloring book. “Why don’t you go
help her, okay?”
“Okay.”
He watched as she skipped away, then spotted Dana who was
making her way over to him. When she reached him, he put his arm around her.
“Everyone is starting to head out. Do you want to go to? I’ll start saying my
goodbyes real quick and then drive you home.”
Placing her hands on his broad chest, she shook her head.
“No. You stay here with the boys.” He opened his mouth to argue with her, but
she cut him off with a few taps to the medals over his heart. “I know you all
have another toast to do. Jenn is coming back with me along with my mom and
Eric’s parents. I asked Ian to drive you back later and then he could pick up Jenn.
I’ll be fine.”
He let out a heavy breath and realized he was surrounded by
the Trident Security group and a few others in full uniform. Not only were his
former teammates here for Dana…and Eric…they were here for him too. Ian nodded
at him. “She’s right. We have another toast to do, and that one is all yours,
my friend. Let’s get drunk and rowdy and have some laughs in Wabbit’s honor. He
wouldn’t expect anything less from us, and you know it. Since Dev doesn’t
drink, he’s going to make sure everyone gets home safe later.”
Swallowing the lump in his throat, his gaze returned to Dana.
“I still have the keys to Eric’s truck in my pocket and the house key is on it,
so lock up if we’re not back by the time everyone goes to bed. Tell Jenn to
crash on the couch, if she wants until we get there.”
“Got it covered, Elmer.” He smiled because it was rare she
used his call sign. “I’ll leave a few bottles of water and some Tylenol on the
coffee table. Take them before you pass out.”
That was Dana. Always making sure everyone else was taken
care of…especially him.
though they’re coming back to the house for a while, my mom and in-laws have
been staying at the bed-and-breakfast in town, and the kids will sleep like
rocks tonight. Just call my cell phone when you’re on your way and I’ll open
the door.”
“Are you sure?” Ian asked. “We can throw him in a bed at the
hotel. No big deal.”
Shaking her head, she glanced over at the man in question.
“No. It’s okay. Bring him to the house. He’s staying the rest of the week to
help me with all the paperwork with the V.A. and other stuff. You can pick Jenn
up, then, and bring her back to the hotel.”
“We’ll take good care of him. I promise. And if you need
anything, you have most of our numbers, right?”
“I do.” She swallowed a sob that wanted to burst forth.
“Thanks…for everything. I…I couldn’t have gotten through this without all of
you here.”
Ian pulled her into a full hug, wrapping both arms around
her. “That’s what we’re here for, sweetheart. Eric was a brother and we take
care of our own.”
“I know you do.”
Chapter 8
It had been a long day, and it was far from over. Curt
hoisted five-year-old Amanda up into his arms when she came over to him while
he was talking to Polo. As she rested her head on his shoulder, he told his
friend about Eric’s last phone call. “It sucks. I missed his freaking call and
by the time I got the voice mail, it was too late. His cell had been in his
pocket and was smashed. That’s why we couldn’t ping it. The weird thing is, he
sounded worried about something.”
Marco took a swig of his beer. “What’d he say?”
“Just that he really needed to talk to me and to call back as
soon as I could. Dana doesn’t know what it was about. I don’t know…maybe I’m
trying to figure out why it happened. It was probably some effing drunk…”
“Uncle Curtsy? What does effwing mean?”
Rolling his eyes as Marco chuckled, Curt gave Amanda a
squeeze before setting her on her feet once more. “Nothing, sweetie. I think
Jenn is looking for you over there.” He pointed to where the young woman was
gathering the children’s jackets and Amanda’s coloring book. “Why don’t you go
help her, okay?”
“Okay.”
He watched as she skipped away, then spotted Dana who was
making her way over to him. When she reached him, he put his arm around her.
“Everyone is starting to head out. Do you want to go to? I’ll start saying my
goodbyes real quick and then drive you home.”
Placing her hands on his broad chest, she shook her head.
“No. You stay here with the boys.” He opened his mouth to argue with her, but
she cut him off with a few taps to the medals over his heart. “I know you all
have another toast to do. Jenn is coming back with me along with my mom and
Eric’s parents. I asked Ian to drive you back later and then he could pick up Jenn.
I’ll be fine.”
He let out a heavy breath and realized he was surrounded by
the Trident Security group and a few others in full uniform. Not only were his
former teammates here for Dana…and Eric…they were here for him too. Ian nodded
at him. “She’s right. We have another toast to do, and that one is all yours,
my friend. Let’s get drunk and rowdy and have some laughs in Wabbit’s honor. He
wouldn’t expect anything less from us, and you know it. Since Dev doesn’t
drink, he’s going to make sure everyone gets home safe later.”
Swallowing the lump in his throat, his gaze returned to Dana.
“I still have the keys to Eric’s truck in my pocket and the house key is on it,
so lock up if we’re not back by the time everyone goes to bed. Tell Jenn to
crash on the couch, if she wants until we get there.”
“Got it covered, Elmer.” He smiled because it was rare she
used his call sign. “I’ll leave a few bottles of water and some Tylenol on the
coffee table. Take them before you pass out.”
That was Dana. Always making sure everyone else was taken
care of…especially him.
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