WHEN SARAH GOT IN her car, she grabbed her cell phone. She had to talk to Serena. Serena, please, please, be home. The phone rang and rang then the answering machine came on. She clicked off, wondering where Serena could be. This wasn’t like her. But Sarah still wasn’t worried.
She drove toward Fort Worth and home, and realized it was almost noon. She had the house to clean and laundry to do yet. But the emotional tennis ball in her head kept bouncing back and forth with a ferocity she couldn’t ignore, couldn’t deny any longer. She had to sort through what she was feeling, about Daniel, about her life, and the only way to do that was to talk, as she’d told Brooke. She could talk to Karen—she had many times—but she didn’t open up to her colleague the way she did with Serena. She had to talk to her sister. Where are you, Serena?
She drove into the garage and smiled. Ethan’s truck was parked to the side. Serena was home. Sarah jumped out and ran to the house. The door burst open and Jassy flew toward her, her red hair in a ponytail, bouncing.
“Sari, Sari, Sari, it’s me,” she shouted.
Sarah dropped her purse and caught Jassy, swinging her around and into her arms, then she just held her tight.
“Look at me, look at me.” Jassy wriggled and leaned away from Sarah. “Look how big I get. Daddy says I grow like a weed. Daddy says he’s gonna put a rock on my head. Daddy says I getting too big for my britches.”
Sarah kissed her cheek. “Daddy says a lot.”
“Yeah. Daddy knows everything.”
Jasmine Marie was the light in her father’s eyes and she worshiped him. Serena taught school and Ethan kept Jassy while Serena was at work. Ethan had retired from the FBI and he occasionally did P.I. work, but since Jassy’s birth he only took care of his daughter. He’d been married before and had lost a son, so he tended to be overprotective. That’s why Serena made him go away for the odd weekend. She wanted Jassy to be around other people.
“Where’s Daddy Says?” She teased her little niece, using the name that Sarah called Ethan because every other word out of Jassy’s mouth was “Daddy says.”
“In the house with Mommy and Gran. Mommy said I could watch for you and I saw you first.”
The door opened again and Serena came toward them.
“I gonna go tell Daddy you’re here.” She slipped from Sarah’s arms, ran around her mother and back into the house.
The sisters embraced. Two identical young women—same red hair, same blue eyes, same height and body shape and weight, except Serena’s hair was now shorter and hung in a natural style past her shoulders. Sarah’s was still long and wound into a knot at her nape.
Sarah clung to her sister, then she did something out of character. She burst into tears.
Serena just held her.
Finally, Sarah pulled away and brushed away tears. “I’m sorry. I guess I’m a little emotional or I’m just really glad to see you.”
Serena looked into her eyes. “Sarah, what is it?”
Sarah blinked and admitted something that she hadn’t been able to before. “I need to talk. I need help.”
CHAPTER FOUR
SARAH QUICKLY GOT HERSELF under control. “I don’t want Jassy to see me crying. We’ll talk later.”
“Are you sure?” Serena asked with a worried frown. “Ethan’s an expert at taking care of our daughter.”
“Yes. Right now I just want to enjoy my family.”
Arm-in-arm they walked into the house. Ethan immediately got up and hugged Sarah. Tall and lanky, with dark good looks, Ethan was one of a kind. He’d been shot in the hip while working for the FBI and now walked with a slight limp, but since he was in such good shape it was hardly noticeable. If she had to use a word to describe Ethan, it would be honorable.
Daniel was a lot like that. Where did that thought come from?
“See, Daddy,” Jassy said, crawling into Ethan’s lap. “I told you Sari was here. I saw her first.”
Ethan pulled her ponytail. “Yes, you did.”
“Were you surprised to see me, Sari?” Jassy asked.
“Yes.”
“Mommy said we were going to surprise you.”
“You certainly did that. Gran and I were concerned. We both tried calling and got no answer.”
“I called last night and before six this morning,” Gran told them.
Ethan looked lovingly at Serena. “Serena was feeling a little down yesterday so I took her out to dinner last night. That didn’t help a whole lot and I knew it was time for a visit. We were on the road at three this morning.”
“Isn’t he wonderful?” Serena asked of no one in particular, her eyes on her husband.
“Daddy Says gets my vote for wonderful,” Sarah teased.
“We love Daddy,” Jassy chirped in. “Daddy says he put me in the truck, but I don’t ’member. Daddy says I was sleeping like a log.”
“I’m just so glad you’re here. I was feeling a little down, too, and I needed this. But I haven’t had a chance to do the housework or anything.”
“It’s all done.” Serena smiled.
“What?”
“Gran was doing laundry when we got here so I helped her finish, then I made the beds and put linens in our room. I dusted, mopped and vacuumed. Ethan took out the trash and swept outside.”
“You didn’t have to do that.”
“I wanted us to have a chance to visit and now we do.” Serena linked an arm through Sarah’s.
Almost on cue, Ethan stood. “I’ll take Jassy and see if I can track down Daniel. I haven’t talked to him in a while.”
Sarah’s heart skipped a beat. Should she tell Ethan that Daniel was quitting his job? No. She’d let Daniel do that.
“What about lunch?”
Jassy clapped her hands. “I’m gonna get a Happy Meal. Mommy said I could.”
Ethan grimaced. “Daddy’s really looking forward to this.”
Jassy heard the displeasure in Ethan’s voice. Her bottom lip dropped. “Mommy said I could.”
Serena quickly took her out of Ethan’s arms and kissed her. “Yes, my baby. Since you did so well in your gymnastics class I said you could have a treat.”
“I jump real high, don’t I, Mommy?”
“Higher than anyone else.”
