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Chapter Twelve
As
they entered Shadow Lake, Justin sighed in relief. They were safe. Relatively.
They
pulled up outside the cabin and Mary Jo helped Arianna inside. Justin and his
friend Jack spent the better part of an hour carrying stuff inside and making
sure everything was in order.
“I
want to thank you for helping me with this, Jack. I know you didn’t have to.”
“No
problem Just. Everyone needs help some time or another. Next time it might be
me.”
Justin
nodded. “True.”
“Can
I ask you a question, though?”
“Sure,
ask away.”
“How
are you going to go about getting her baby back? Do you think it’s even
possible, or were you just telling her you would help to keep her calm?”
Justin
thought for a moment before choosing his words. “I’m not sure I can find him,
no. What I am sure of is I’m going to
try with everything in me.”
“You’re
a good man, Justin.”
Justin
grinned. “I don’t know about all that, but I try.”
Jack
hoisted the last package of water bottles onto his shoulder and turned toward
the cabin. “Yes you do.”
After
they put the supplies in the kitchen Justin and Jack met back out by the car.
“It gets cold down here at night so I think I’ll split some wood. You can
relax, take a swim, if you want.”
“Thanks
man, but I have to get back.”
Justin
was sad his friend wouldn’t at least be staying the night. “Oh, that’s too bad.”
Jack
chuckled. “Yeah, but the wife’s about ready to pop. If she went into labor
while I was gone I’d never hear the end of it.”
Justin
shook his head in understanding. “Yeah, I know what you mean.”
“I’ll
be back in a couple days to check on you. I can imagine cell service here is
all but nonexistent.”
Justin
shook his head in agreement. “Yep.”
“Is
there anything I can bring you when I come back?”
Justin
reached his arm out, offering his hand to his friend. “Nope. Not that I can
think of.”
Jack
took it and shook it lightly. “Take care then.” He started back down the path,
but stopped and turned back. “Are you sure you’re mom’s old truck will run?”
“I’m
sure. She was down here just the other day. She makes sure everything is in
working order.”
“Okay,
will you go try it first before I leave?”
Justin
laughed. He really liked Jack. So cautionary, but right nonetheless.
Justin
dropped the block of wood he’d been about to split. “Yes, let’s go try it.”
They
headed to the garage.
It
was dark and smelled of damp earth and oil.
Justin
gagged. “Whew. This place could use an airing out.”
“It
sure could, but I kind of like it.”
Justin
chuckled. “Dude, you’re weird.”
“I
know. People tell me that all the time.”
Justin
pulled the key to his mom’s old pick-up out of his pocket and settled into the
driver’s seat. He pushed the key into the ignition, gave the gas a quick push
and turned it over. It started on the first try. Grinning from ear to ear he
said, “Now that’s what I call a truck.”
Jack
nodded. “I have to agree, my friend. It’s a good truck.”
Justin
looked at Jack. “Thank you for caring.”
“You’re
more than welcome.”
They
left the garage and headed back to the cabin.
*
He
watched from a stand of trees about five hundred feet away as the two men
talked.
This
was going to be even easier than he’d imagined. All he had to do was wait until
the men were out and snatch her back.
He
grumbled, “Yeah sounds easier in theory than it really is, too.”
*
The
two men entered the clearing and Justin picked up the axe again. “Okay Jack.
Thanks for everything you’ve done to help us.”
“I
wouldn’t have it any other way, man.”
“And
that’s why you’re such a good friend.”
Jack
grinned. “That’s what I want you to think.”
Justin
clapped him on the back. “Sure you do. I’ll see you in a couple days.”
“Okay.”
Jack went out to his truck, got in, and drove away.
A
sense of dread filled Justin. He immediately began to pray. “Dear Lord, I don’t
know what I’m praying for, but the Holy Spirit sure does. Please lead, guide
and keep us in your will, In Jesus’ name I pray, amen.”
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