Spencer had the flight information and led the way. After a few steps, they realized it was awkward to walk in a horizontal line, so Spencer stopped in front of Sarah and asked, “Is it okay with you if I hold you?”
“Sure, Mr. Daddy.” She answered as if it was a given and a silly question. She leaned her head on his shoulder as soon as she’d been picked up. Kate smiled and took Spencer’s remaining hand. Silently, Kate worried Sarah would call Spencer Mr. Daddy in front of John’s mom, but what could she do if she did?
Leaves fell all along the drive Kate took to work when she returned the first time since bringing Sarah home. Orange, maroon and gold leaves swirled from the oak and maple trees, and clusters of yellow and orange mums bloomed everywhere. When Kate and Sarah walked Buttons these days, they sometimes walked on a carpet of orange and brown leaves. The days were gradually getting cooler. And shorter.
At Spencer’s insistence, Kate finally decided to give Mrs. Pettigrew a chance with being Sarah’s daycare provider. It wasn’t that Kate didn’t like her or trust her, she just wasn’t sure she could keep up with her.
Their destination for dinner had the typical decor of red, green, and white. The tables were covered with white cloths and the silverware at each setting neslted in green cloth napkins. A few minutes later they were seated and looking over the menu. Kate ordered chicken Parmesan and Spencer the meat ravioli. They shared garlic bread and salad until their meals came. Sarah chatted about her books and little puppy that had to stay in the car. They rode in Spencer’s car since it was bigger for anything Kate might buy.
While Kate cleaned up their lunch mess, her doorbell rang. Buttons started barking and Kate shushed him so he wouldn’t wake Sarah. She opened the door to see a large flower arrangement obscuring the man behind it. “A Miss Langston?”
“Special delivery.” He thrust the vase toward her and pulled out a small clipboard and pen. “Sign here, please.”
The next day, Kate and Sarah ate lunch in the dining room. Kate asked her new daughter all kinds of questions to learn what her favorite animal was and so on. Kate felt like she was a few days behind in their relationship since they had gotten sick as soon as they arrived home. So far, her favorite animal was a doggy, her favorite color was pink, and she loved coloring and reading books. At least they already had books in common. She seemed very grown up in a way and every much a child in others. Kate hoped they could be close.
Sorry for the silence…I’ve been contemplating the ending of HeirForce, and then what to do next. I don’t know if I will leave the site up, or get a new one under my name, or one under the series of books I’m working on in the Chance Encounter Romance line. What to do?