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“-Kase,” he interrupts me, “I really want to do this for you. It’s something I can do, that won’t repair everything, but it’s something I can do for you and Tyson. And again, this is a start, I can do much more for you. And much more in other ways too. This is just one way I can start to right all the wrongs.”
He reaches into his other pocket and I see that he is pulling out a piece of paper. He unfolds it and just looks at it for a minute. He again wipes his forehead and then he hands me the piece of paper.
I sit there for what must be an hour in his mind, just looking it over. And over. And over. I can’t believe what I see here in front of me. I want to just rip it up at first, but I don’t. I want to get up and hug him to death, but I don’t. I’m paralyzed by what I am looking at.
“Kase,” he says, “say something. Isn’t that going to help?”
I finally get the feeling back in my legs and I jump to my feet, throw my arms around his neck and say, “Yes, Dad, it does help. So much. Thank you so much.”
I see a smile come across his face like I have never seen before and he just hugs me back. He hugs me and doesn’t let go. My chin is pressed into his shoulder and I can see the decorative ceiling tile that I’ve never really seen before in this room. I’ve never stopped to look.
When he is done and he pushes me out in front of him, holding onto my shoulders, I ask him, “Why though, Dad? Why did you say that you were doing something for Tyson and I. This is made out to me. Why did you…”
“Well, you ought to just ask him that yourself,” he says, stepping out of the way and motioning for me to enter the hallway.
I follow his lead and walk by him. I don’t even know to think about this. He’s just standing there smiling. He just did something pretty incredible and I can’t imagine what might be coming next in that hallway.
I step into the hallway and see candlelight from the kitchen. My dad is behind me now and he gives me a slight nudge about halfway down my back. I move forward.
I see the flicker. It is quiet. No one is in the great room. No other noises in the house. Just quiet.
I walk to the kitchen and before I go into it, I see his large shadow covering the wall.
I turn into it and see him. He is down, next to the table, kneeling on one knee. His hand is out to me. I turn red and feel the heat fill my cheeks. And my forehead. Sweat comes over it, but there is no time to wipe. The candle on the table still dances. It is dark otherwise.
“Kasey Cross,” he says, “I have loved you since the moment I saw you. I have wanted everything for us and I know now that I can give that to you. And I know you can give that to me.”
He opens his hand for mine and I move closer. My emotions overflow as I reach down and oblige. I’m shaking. I’m sweating. My heart is racing. Tears form.
His other hand comes around from his back and he extends it out in front of me. I move mine to meet his, but before I get there, he opens it. Even in the dark light it glitters. It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I am certain now that my heart will come out of my chest. And I move my hand there to keep it from happening. And then up to cover my mouth. My eyes can’t hold the tears anymore. They hit the floor and the table and they look like stars. Glittering in the candlelight. Dancing to its rhythm.
THE END OF BOOK 2
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“-Kase,” he interrupts me, “I really want to do this for you. It’s something I can do, that won’t repair everything, but it’s something I can do for you and Tyson. And again, this is a start, I can do much more for you. And much more in other ways too. This is just one way I can start to right all the wrongs.”
He reaches into his other pocket and I see that he is pulling out a piece of paper. He unfolds it and just looks at it for a minute. He again wipes his forehead and then he hands me the piece of paper.
I sit there for what must be an hour in his mind, just looking it over. And over. And over. I can’t believe what I see here in front of me. I want to just rip it up at first, but I don’t. I want to get up and hug him to death, but I don’t. I’m paralyzed by what I am looking at.
“Kase,” he says, “say something. Isn’t that going to help?”
I finally get the feeling back in my legs and I jump to my feet, throw my arms around his neck and say, “Yes, Dad, it does help. So much. Thank you so much.”
I see a smile come across his face like I have never seen before and he just hugs me back. He hugs me and doesn’t let go. My chin is pressed into his shoulder and I can see the decorative ceiling tile that I’ve never really seen before in this room. I’ve never stopped to look.
When he is done and he pushes me out in front of him, holding onto my shoulders, I ask him, “Why though, Dad? Why did you say that you were doing something for Tyson and I. This is made out to me. Why did you…”
“Well, you ought to just ask him that yourself,” he says, stepping out of the way and motioning for me to enter the hallway.
I follow his lead and walk by him. I don’t even know to think about this. He’s just standing there smiling. He just did something pretty incredible and I can’t imagine what might be coming next in that hallway.
I step into the hallway and see candlelight from the kitchen. My dad is behind me now and he gives me a slight nudge about halfway down my back. I move forward.
I see the flicker. It is quiet. No one is in the great room. No other noises in the house. Just quiet.
I walk to the kitchen and before I go into it, I see his large shadow covering the wall.
I turn into it and see him. He is down, next to the table, kneeling on one knee. His hand is out to me. I turn red and feel the heat fill my cheeks. And my forehead. Sweat comes over it, but there is no time to wipe. The candle on the table still dances. It is dark otherwise.
“Kasey Cross,” he says, “I have loved you since the moment I saw you. I have wanted everything for us and I know now that I can give that to you. And I know you can give that to me.”
He opens his hand for mine and I move closer. My emotions overflow as I reach down and oblige. I’m shaking. I’m sweating. My heart is racing. Tears form.
His other hand comes around from his back and he extends it out in front of me. I move mine to meet his, but before I get there, he opens it. Even in the dark light it glitters. It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I am certain now that my heart will come out of my chest. And I move my hand there to keep it from happening. And then up to cover my mouth. My eyes can’t hold the tears anymore. They hit the floor and the table and they look like stars. Glittering in the candlelight. Dancing to its rhythm.
THE END OF BOOK 2
STAY TUNED FOR MORE BOOKS FROM AUTHOR EMMA BROWNING, COMING SOON.
Please leave a review if you’ve enjoyed Emma’s books so far.
You might also enjoy:
Crave by Jordan Sweet
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