Catch a Falling Star

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Author: Jessica Starre
Tags: Chick lit, Romance, Contemporary
her.
    “Get!” Brianna said forcefully, because that was what you had to do with a malamute if you didn’t want said malamute taking over the universe. Dakota sighed as if her heart had been broken and dragged her forlorn body back into the living room where she plopped down in a spot where she could watch them. Which she did, intently. If anyone spilled anything on the floor, look out for the crazy malamute.
    “This smells heavenly,” Brianna said to Natalie, ignoring Dakota’s sad-eyed gaze. “After the day I had it is like the perfect meal. What made you think soup? I thought you were planning to grill the chicken.”
    “I wasn’t feeling too well,” Natalie said and shrugged. “So it seemed just what the doctor ordered.”
    Brianna forced herself to keep ladling soup. It was probably only an unfortunate choice of words. “Not feeling well? Like you have a headache?” Then because she didn’t want to sound like helicopter-mom, she added, “Because that is what I’ve got. Splitting headache. You should have seen me trying to deal with Anita all morning.”
    “No,” Natalie said, taking her bowl over to the table, then going to fill water glasses. “You know. Tired, achy.”
    Brianna let her breath out in a whoosh. “Natalie — ”
    “Nothing the soup won’t cure.”
    Brianna nodded, the words she wanted to say lodged in her throat. Natalie was a grown up now. She knew how to take care of herself. She knew she had to take care of herself. She knew the signs and symptoms — by god, who knew them better than Natalie? But —
    “Okay,” Brianna said. “You know — ”
    “I know.”
    “We will do whatever it takes, Natalie. Whatever it takes — ”
    “I
know
,” Natalie said. “And it’s nothing the soup won’t cure.”

Chapter Four
    Saturday morning, and no more excuses. Richard looked at the house. It looked the same as it always had, except maybe the paint was peeling a little worse than he’d ever let it go. There was a battered Ford of uncertain vintage in the driveway. The lawn had been mowed recently. In all other respects, it was what he remembered it being.
Home
.
    No, not home. He had given up the right to call it that a long time ago. But there had never been anyplace else he had ever wanted to come back to.
    He had tried looking her up in the phone book and online but couldn’t find her. That didn’t mean she wasn’t still here. Chrissy wouldn’t be one to put up a Facebook page. And it could easily be that she used a cell phone instead of a landline. But it had been a long time and she might have moved. She might be anywhere. She might have gotten married again, changed her name. He might never find her again. Find
them
.
    He got out of his rental car and walked up the sidewalk. He had practiced all the things he might say to her but now those memorized lines seemed stupid, pointless. You didn’t rehearse this. You just came to do what you had to do.
    He knocked on the door. There never had been a doorbell.
    A minute later a pretty young woman he’d never seen before opened the door. His heart sank. A tiny blonde, probably college age. Maybe the battered Ford belonged to her. She wouldn’t know what had become of the occupants of this house —
    He cleared his throat. “I’m looking for Chrissy Daniels,” he said. He didn’t say
I’m looking for my wife.
    The blonde’s eyes widened. “
Chrissy
Daniels?” she said.
    His heart lifted for a moment. She recognized the name. Maybe she
did
know where Chrissy was.
    “Who is it, Nat?”
    Another voice, sounding a bit like Chrissy, but not Chrissy.
    “It’s about your mom,” said the tiny blonde.
    Your mom.
Christ, the voice was little Brianna, though she couldn’t be so little anymore —
    Suddenly she loomed in the doorway, a grown adult, with a face he would always recognize, her crazy red curls and emerald green eyes a delight when she was a child —
    Those emerald green eyes narrowed the moment she saw him and
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