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I felt his hands on my face In my hair “I’m sorry I questioned you like that, but I’m scared …”

I openedme “Of what?” I whispered

“Of this disappearing”

We kissed again, not wanting to stop until Katie’s enthusiastic shrieks pulled us away from each other

“Katie and I will azebo around 5:30,” I promised

“I’ll be there, ice cream cone in hand” He smacked me on the ass as I hurried out the door

I was running late I checked the time on the dash, and it was already 5:25 I had just picked up Katie, as singing along nonsensically to the music I put on for her

Mrs Webber had wanted to show me the terra cotta pots she and Katie painted today “We did this one for you,” she said, picking up a pot that had been splashed with red and orange paint, with Katie’s green handprint right in the middle

Of course, I started crying

“Oh, I didn’t mean to upset you” Kyle’s mom handed me a tissue

“I’m not upset Not at all I love it Thank you so ed her

She patted irl is safe We appreciate that” She looked a little uncoet to the carnival Kyle will be waiting” She put the pot in a bag and carried it out of the car while I wrangled Katie and the diaper bag

“Thanks, Gail For the pot For trusting ” I smiled at the older woman then pulled out of their driveway

We were heading toward town, and I was driving faster than I nor where ere With one hand on the steering wheel, I grabbed e to let him knoere on our way