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Breathe (Colorado Mountain #4) Page 127
Author: Kristen Ashley

She was a recluse, came to town to grocery shop and go to Church, lived in the home she’d inherited from her parents and made meager money doing phone sales at home. No one really knew her but her sister and, from Mary Eglund’s rant, even that spinster didn’t know her reclusive spinster sister very well for she had no idea for three years Enid was concealing two children. Nor did she know, or admit to herself, the extent of her sister’s insanity.

Enid was also convinced she was doing God’s work, committing multiple felonies not only by the laws of the State of Colorado but against the Word of God, in order to save the children from a fallen woman and punishing them for their mother’s perceived sins.

The murder and double kidnapping in Wyoming, obviously, had not been solved. It wasn’t fresh but cases like that never went cold if there was someone left who loved the ones who were missing and missing persons, unless found, were not deleted from the databases. Therefore, how the interns hadn’t turned the children up in their searches, Chace didn’t know but come the next day, he would find out.

But upon calling the authorities in Wyoming, they found that Jeremiah and Rebecca’s mother was not an unwed mother full of sin, as Enid assumed, but a widow whose husband died in a car crash two months before she was killed by Enid Eglund. She and her husband were survived by parents who were still hoping their grandchildren were alive.

They would soon get really f**king great news.

Now, as Chace turned into the hospital parking lot, he had to give really bad news. All that went down with Jeremiah and the fact that, shortly, Jeremiah and his sister would be taken from them and returned to their grandparents.

He pulled in a deep breath as he parked and threw his door open.

Faye had told him that the hospital staff had agreed to them, and Jeremiah, sticking close to Becky. So Faye and her Mom and Dad were still there.

He moved through the hospital to the room number she’d given him but stopped one foot in the door.

Silas was asleep in a chair. Sondra was reading in another. Becky was asleep looking tiny in that huge hospital bed and there was a cot opened next to it in which Faye was curled and asleep, cuddling Jeremiah close to her front.

Chace stood frozen, staring at his woman with her boy so his body gave a slight jerk when Sondra’s hand fell light on his arm.

He turned his head to her.

“Outside,” she whispered, he nodded and moved back through the door which she carefully shut behind her.

She tipped her head back to catch his eyes.

“How bad is it?” she asked quietly.

“Brace,” he whispered gently and she closed her eyes.

When she opened them, he told her. He kept going even as the tears formed and her lips trembled and he did because he knew she could hack it. She’d made Faye, she wouldn’t break.

He was right. She didn’t.

When he was done, she simply said softly, “Grandparents.”

“They’ll process her, call the local authorities in Wyoming and those boys up there will either head out with the news tonight or they’ll wait until first thing in the morning. It’s been years, Enid Eglund is a sick woman whose story is rambling and hard to follow, so likely they’ll do DNA to make certain Jeremiah and Rebecca are who they think they are and tests will take a coupla days to run. That said, we got photos and, it’s been years, they’re older but there’s no denying those kids are theirs. My guess, any grandparents whose kids are dead and grandkids were missin’ for years, they’ll be down here soon.”

She nodded. She was a grandparent. She knew. But there was sadness in her eyes not only for what Jeremiah and Becky had endured, what they’d lost but that she was losing her boy.

“My play?” Chace asked and she focused on him again.

“Don’t take her away from them,” she answered, knowing exactly his question.

It was Chace’s turn to nod.

She turned to the room and Chace followed her.

Then, even though there was barely enough room, he took his jacket off, tossed it at the end of the cot then entered it carefully, fitting himself to Faye’s back and wrapping his arm around her and Jeremiah.

She stirred, her neck twisting, her sleepy eyes coming to him.

“Sleep, baby,” he whispered.

“But –”

“Sleep.”

She looked at his face, her eyes roaming it. Then she nodded and settled back in.

It was uncomfortable as all f**k, he was on the very edge but he settled in too.

He sensed Faye slide back into sleep and knew he probably wouldn’t join her.

He felt eyes on him and his went to Sondra.

When his eyes caught hers, she whispered one word across the room, it spoke volumes and settled warm deep in his soul.

“Perfect.”

Chace understood her and the enormity of her meaning.

But he didn’t reply.

He dipped his chin to her, settled back in, closed his eyes, held his girl and her boy close and, moments later, found sleep.

Chapter Nineteen

He Sent an Angel

“Son.”

Chace turned from watching Faye playing Candyland with Lexie, Krys, Twyla, Becky and Miah on the floor of the Goodknight’s family room to see Silas standing at his side.

Actually, Lexie wasn’t on the floor. Her pregnant belly wasn’t conducive to being on the floor. She was lounging on the couch and Miah was helping her take her turns.

“You couldn’t have gotten a good night’s sleep on that cot,” Silas went on. “Take my girl home, let her see to you, get some decent shuteye.”

It was just past noon the next day. Becky had been released. Faye had arranged for cover at the library, doing it muttering, “Frak Mary Eglund and her lunatic sister. They want, they can fire me for taking more personal time.” They’d shown up at the Goodknights with cars in the drive, these holding Lexie, Krys and Twyla with shopping bags full of clothes and shoes for Becky.

Becky had gotten a shower in and put on her new clothes. Like Miah, she seemed to be settling. Miah settled because he knew the Goodknights had a connection with Faye. Becky settled because her brother was there as well as food, clothes and a shower.

That didn’t mean she wasn’t skittish, wary and often didn’t jerk her eyes to her brother sometimes for understandable reasons like someone walked into the room or there was a loud noise, sometimes for what appeared no reason at all.

The psychologist had seen her and briefed Chace, Faye and the Goodknights.

The trauma Miah had endured, being cast out and his focus entirely on biding his time to save his sister was why he’d chosen not to speak. It was likely from both the kids’ behavior and things Miah had told them that he’d been looking out for his sister and shielding her as best he could from Enid Eglund’s lunacy for years. As a survivor, he took the good coming to him from living with the Goodknights. As a kid, he took the care Faye and Chace gave to him and let it build trust. But in the end, his mind was turned to getting his sister free, he considered it his responsibility and he wasn’t going to share it with anyone. Therefore, in an effort not to share at all, he controlled how he communicated.

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