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.
Chapter Four
The rest of the week passed quickly as Sara helped her patients recover from injuries, build up strength after surgeries and resume function after a debilitating stroke. Her work kept her focused but every now and then she thought about what Marissa had said. Could others sense an attraction between her and Jase? Was he as attracted to her as she was to him?
She was still asking herself that question among others—like, Did Jase believe she could have set the fire?—as she sorted through a box of donated groceries Saturday morning at the day care center. Carrying the box across the room to station three where the canned vegetables were being stored, she smiled at Kaitlyn who seemed to work tirelessly in her practice as well as help parents whenever she could. With her blond hair and green eyes, Kaitlyn should be on the cover of a magazine rather than trying to make kids laugh when she used her stethoscope.
“I think we have enough canned vegetables for an army,” Sara told her now.
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