“I’m trying to be careful,” Sara assured her. “I have to, for Amy’s sake. Chemistry is fine, but when there’s no future beyond it—”
“You don’t have to tell me about that. I know. You have to be Amy’s future, and I have to be Jordan’s. But there is another side to that. Sometimes we want to be independent women and accept no help from anyone else. That just makes our lives harder. The Mommy Club found me my position here with Jase. It was a gift from heaven because I could get insurance benefits from working here in order to pay my bills when Jordan was born. At first it seemed too good to be true. But Jase had looked at my high school transcript. He liked what he saw. My boss at the restaurant where I was waitressing gave me a good recommendation. He said I was a hard worker, so Jase decided to take a chance on me. It was a gift I accepted. You should consider the cottage a gift you should accept, too. You’ll know when the time’s right to leave.”
“I owe The Mommy Club so much. Is there anything I can do now to start paying them back?”
“Sure. You can help out at the food drive on Saturday.”
She remembered the event Kaitlyn had told her about when she’d moved in. “Can I bring Amy?”
“Sure. It’s at the day care center. A couple of volunteers will keep the kids occupied so we can work.”
“What time?”
“We’re starting early, around 8:00 a.m., but when you get there, you get there. I’m hoping we’ll have so many hands, it will all get organized quickly.”
“You can count on me to be there.”
The two women moved closer to the desk again and looked at the picture Amy had drawn. Right away they could see she’d drawn a tall male stick figure in blue jeans and a T-shirt. She’d drawn herself beside him in a pink shirt and shorts. She was lopsided but recognizable. Her stick fingers were on top of Jase’s. Beside them, she’d drawn a long green vine.
“Jase took Amy for a walk while the investigator talked to me,” Sara explained. “I think she had a good time.”
“Maybe you and Jase should go for a walk,” Marissa suggested with a sly look in her eye.
“No, I’m not going to encourage … chemistry. My life is just too unsettled right now.”
“Chemistry could be fun,” Marissa said with a twinkle in her eyes.
But Sara knew chemistry could also blow up in her face.
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