That night, Timothy and Judy joined them for dinner. It was good to see Judy again, and Sarah remembered her when she and Lauren cleared out John’s apartment. Sarah chatted away about her first time playing in the snow, talking about the snowman she and her grandpa and Spencer made together.
When everyone had their fill from the Thanksgiving meal, and started clearing the table, Kate’s home phone rang, so she went to the kitchen to answer it.
Spencer had brought chairs from his place and Kate had taken a couple of odd wooden chairs from John’s apartment back when they had cleared it out. They had enough seats now even if they didn’t match. The table would be crowded, but Kate looked forward to it. She loved entertaining and having company and this was the perfect holiday for it.
After a delicious lasagna, French bread, salad and of course, cake (which Mrs. P swore Sarah was a natural baker) and ice cream, Mrs. P ushered them to sit in the living room. Mrs. P and Sarah left the room for a minute while a nervous Kate and a cheery Spencer chatted.
Tonight, Lauren and Judy wanted to take Kate and Sarah out for dinner. Kate suggested a family restaurant near the mall. During dinner, Lauren told Kate about the box of things for Sarah. Kate thanked her and said she could get it tonight when she drove them over for the night. Kate was taking them to a hotel in the area after they retrieved their suitcases from John’s now empty and clean apartment. “I’ll give you my copy of his key,” she pulled it out of her purse and took it off the ring.
Kate and Sarah picked up Lauren and Judy around five for dinner. Kate didn’t look forward to being at John’s apartment; this would be her first time there since he died. She had a key, but hadn’t felt the need to use it. As a matter of fact, she’d have to give it to Lauren to turn in to his landlord.
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.
An hour later, they found a hotel several exits down the road from the children’s home. Kate went in first and got a room for her and Sarah and then Spencer went in to get his. They got settled in their rooms on the same floor, but not next to each other. Then they decided where to eat dinner.
They settled on a Cracker Barrel nearby when Kate asked Sarah if she liked pancakes and got a yes. “Okay, pancakes it is.” Pancakes weren’t exactly the healthiest thing on the planet, but Kate was already caving in to comfort food after a stressful few days.