be back to normal in a couple of days.”
He frowned when she winced as she lowered herself back onto the couch.
“I’m glad you’re okay. I saw what was left of your rental when they hauled it in, and it wasn’t pretty. I assume your personal effects were delivered, such as they were. You’re lucky you only got a concussion and a sprained ankle. It could have been much worse.” He spun in a circle on the hardwood floor, searching the room. “So, I hear you have a son? Where is he?”
“Mom and Dad took him down to the diner for lunch. I’ll bring him around to the sheriff’s office next week so you can meet him.” The questions might as well have been on a running signboard across his forehead: Who is his father? Where is his father? Why didn’t she tell anyone about the baby? Ignoring the obvious, she informed him instead, “And yes, they brought our suitcases to us, and we salvaged what we could.”
At that moment, Robbie came back into the family room. “I’m going to head over to the diner. Do you need anything before I go?” he asked as he headed towards the front door.
“No, I’m good.”
Robbie put his right arm inside the coat sleeve and headed out the door.
Getting down to business, James listened as she recounted the details of the accident and he scribbled in his notebook as she spoke. “Do you realize how lucky you were that Adam saw the accident? You can’t see the riverbank from the road out there by his house.”
Ragan shivered as she thought about what might have otherwise happened. She and Skylar might have died out there in the storm.
James pulled her close to him on the couch and patted her back. “I’ve got to get going. You need to call Cassie; she’s been texting me nonstop since last night.”
“That’s probably not a very good idea right now because of the way Logan feels about me.” She kissed James on the cheek, glad to have such a good friend, even after everything that had happened. After showing him to the door, she limped back to the couch, set the ice pack back on her foot, and focused on the glow and warmth of the fire. Despite the accident, she was glad Robbie had emailed and suggested they come home for their parent’s thirtieth anniversary. The joy on her mom and dad’s faces when they realized Sky was their grandson was worth everything she had been through the last few days.
Later that day Ragan gathered her courage and called Cassie. An hour later, she was sitting next to her on the couch, catching up on local news from the past three years.
“You’ve told me about everyone else in town. Now it’s your turn. What’s new with you?” Ragan hoped Cassie would continue the conversation about herself and others in town. She wasn’t ready to share her own secrets.
“After Violet was born, things settled down for us, and I eventually went back to work. The bookstore is doing great and the coffee bar is a big hit,” Cassie said with a smile.
“You look tired. Are you okay? Are you pregnant? Did Logan’s super sperm do the impossible again?”
“I wish,” Cassie said sadly. “I had some complications after Violet’s birth and ended up having to have a hysterectomy. No more babies for me…”
“I’m so sorry, Cass,” Ragan said as she carefully leaned close enough for a hug.
“Logan and I decided we’re going to be foster parents. And you’re right. I am tired, but only because we’ve been attending classes to help us get approved.”
“That’s great. Let me know if there’s anything I can do to help,” Ragan nodded her approval of their plan.
“So, enough about me and Logan. I’m still mad at you for leaving before Violet was born; I thought you were going to be there. It’s your turn. You need to tell me why you left without saying goodbye and then dropped off the face of the earth for three years.” Cassie had mixed feelings about her friend and why she had hurt Adam so badly.
“Honestly, I don’t know where to