Don't forget to make the Diamond Mine a stop in your day!!
~ Chapter Thirteen ~
Arianna
was too tired to explore the cabin. She was still much too weak to walk on her
own, anyway, so she took a nap.
When
she awoke, it was late afternoon, judging by the sun streaming in the western
window. Shadows played along the edges of the steady sun stream and she smiled.
“Maybe that’s why they call it Shadow Lake.”
“Maybe
it is.”
The
voice startled her and she jumped before realizing it was Justin. She turned to
him. “Hi.”
“Hey.
I was beginning to think you would sleep through the night, too.”
“I’m
sorry.” She looked around the room, searching for the nurse. It wasn’t that she
didn’t trust Justin, but it would take some time getting used to him being
around. “Where is Mary Jo?”
“She
was bored so I sent her down to the lake for a swim. Maybe you can handle one
in a few days.”
Her
hand went to her neck where the bandage was a tight reminder of her folly.
Tears filled her eyes. “Not for a while.”
He
nodded. “True. It probably wouldn’t be a good idea to get that wet, especially
in a lake.” He sent her a bright smile. “But when it’s healed you can swim all
you want. You can swim, can’t you?”
She
threw him a smile. “Like a fish.”
“Good,
it’s a date then.”
*
The
words fell between them creating an awkward silence. They were husband and
wife, but pretty much strangers. The enormity of the situation Justin had taken
on hit him. He was married to a woman he didn’t know. Protecting her from a
criminal he didn’t understand, and planning a search and rescue mission for a
child he had no idea where to look for. Dear
Lord, give me strength and guidance. Your will be done.
Hesitant
words broke into his thoughts. “Justin, do you think everything will be okay?”
He
shrugged. “I hope so, Arianna. All we can do is ask God to guide and protect
us. If it’s His will, it’ll happen.”
“I
miss him so much.”
Cold
slivers shot up his spine at her words. She missed the ‘Monster?’
His
look must’ve conveyed his horror because she clarified, “I miss my son.
Chance.”
Justin
rushed over and fell to his knees beside the couch she laid on. “Oh honey, I
know you do. If it’s at all possible I
will find him and bring him home.”
A
strand of red hair had wormed its way into the corner of her mouth and he
gently removed it. His eyes caught hers. The electricity between them was a
tangible thing and he had to take a deep breath to dispel the desire to pull
her into his arms and show her how much he cared. Instead, he bent over and
laid his lips upon hers in a gentle caress. He thought he heard her sigh, but
couldn’t be sure.
He
stood up and went to the kitchen area. He needed to cool down and keep things
on a platonic basis. At least for now. Just because she was his wife didn’t
mean he could man-handle her and scare her half to death. The attraction was
there, but he had to court it gently, with love and care. Not demand it like a
grizzly hungry for his next meal. He chuckled at his thoughts and opened a
cupboard door to see what he could make for supper.
“What’s
so funny?”
He
spun around in surprise, but it was just Mary Jo.
He
laughed, self-conscious. “I thought I was alone, sorry.”
“Not
a big deal, but since I was here, I want to know.” She laughed and began rummaging
around in the cupboards herself.
“I
was laughing at something I was thinking about. Leave it at that.”
She
studied him for a moment then let it drop. “Okay. Here’s the deal about the
kitchen.”
When
he looked over at her, she continued, “It’s mine.”
He
couldn’t decide if she was serious or not, but figured he’d play it safe.
“Okay…”
“I
cook all the meals. I’m a pretty good cook if I do say so myself, and I do.”
She threw a huge smile at him.
“Nice.
I can’t cook at all. I burn water.”
She
laughed. “I figured as much. Anyway, while I’m cooking you can take care of
whatever it is guys take care of, or spend time with Arianna. She’s looking
much healthier this evening, by the way.”
He
nodded. “I noticed. The clean air out here will do her some good.”
Mary
Jo agreed. “Once I get acclimated to the area, you need to get busy looking for
that baby. I understand the police are on it, but forgive me if I’m not bowled
over with confidence in their ability to find him. I mean come on, kids go
missing all the time and nine times out of ten they never find them. I think it’s
because they don’t really look.”
Justin
nodded. “Yeah, that’s a sad thought. I’m going to check on Arianna and then I
think I’ll go stack that wood I chopped earlier.”
“Okay,
I’ll holler when it’s soup.”
Justin
left the kitchen and returned to the living room. As he rounded the corner and
got his first glimpse of the couch where he’d left Arianna, his blood ran cold.
She was gone.
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