swallow him and shut him down.
Monica had made it clear that she didn’t want him to return.
What was she eating?
Was
she eating?
He’d heard of at least one nurse returning to the States with a critical patient. Was it Monica?
The chili sat in Trent’s stomach like a stone.
“I don’t know her last name.” How would he know if she returned home safe?
His cell phone rang, interrupting his thoughts.
Caller ID told him Jason was on the line.
“Hey, Jason.” Trent tried to sound upbeat.
“I thought you were going to call, keep us up to date.”
“I’m fine,” Trent interrupted his oldest brother’s rant. “Thanks for asking.”
“Dammit, Trent. Mom and Dad aren’t around to worry about you, which leaves me to do the job.”
Trent shivered picturing his parents. “I’m good. Things are—” Things were completely FUBAR. “Messy. But I’m glad you called.”
Jason released a long breath. “Finally come to your senses and ready to come home?”
The words “I am home” sat at the top of his lips but didn’t slip out. “I needed to talk to you about Alex and Betty,” he said instead. He went on to ask Jason to look into options for his faithful employees.
“It sounds like you’ll be leaving soon after.”
“I haven’t packed my bags,” Trent told him. “The clinics are full and people need help.”
“And what? You’re playing nursemaid to them?”
Well actually…
He thought of the day before when he walked beside Monica as she called out orders as if he was her personal aide. He hadn’t minded. She knew what she was doing and couldn’t possibly do it all alone.
“It’s obvious you can’t stay there much longer,” Jason continued with a softer voice. “Living the hermit life isn’t going to bring them back, Trent.”
Trent’s skin heated, his gaze turned red. “Is that what you think I’ve been doing here?”
“What do you want me to think? Right after the crash you left. We barely said good-bye to our parents and you left, too. It’s like Glen and I lost our brother as well as our parents.”
Old hurt settled in his chest. He hadn’t thought about that. “They would never have been in the air if I didn’t push Dad to take her home.”
It was supposed to be the weekend when Connie could get to know his family. She was a flight attendant for a commercial airline. They’d met in an airport when bad weather had grounded air traffic and the two of them were waiting for a cab during a snowstorm in New York. They’d shared a cab, a late dinner, and a bed. She lived in Chicago and Trent lived in a Connecticut suburb.
When he thought of her now, years after her death, he saw who she really was as clear as the moon in the night sky. At the time he only saw her laughing smile and zest for life.
They met in exotic locations, or stopovers in nowhere places. They talked about their futures, and after a short time, Trent wanted to find a way to combine their lives.
He’d surprised her by flying his father’s midsize Lear 60 to pick her up for the weekend. When they landed in Connecticut, she thought it would be a cozy weekend with just the two of them. But his parents, Beverly and Marcus, wanted to meet the woman Trent wanted to make a permanent fixture in his life.
Connie didn’t hide her surprise or discontent when Trent took her to a restaurant and met his parents inside. Dinner had been strained. Halfway through Connie excused herself and Trent followed.
She turned so fast he hadn’t seen it coming.
What the hell was he doing?
They were just having a good time and why did he have to go and make it complicated?
She’d always left his side saying how much she’d miss him and how much she’d like their relationship to be different. But when pushed to the wall, she didn’t want a relationship at all. Then she broadsided him with another half truth.
There was someone else in Chicago.
Trent was numb.
They’d returned to the table and shortly after Trent
Monica had made it clear that she didn’t want him to return.
What was she eating?
Was
she eating?
He’d heard of at least one nurse returning to the States with a critical patient. Was it Monica?
The chili sat in Trent’s stomach like a stone.
“I don’t know her last name.” How would he know if she returned home safe?
His cell phone rang, interrupting his thoughts.
Caller ID told him Jason was on the line.
“Hey, Jason.” Trent tried to sound upbeat.
“I thought you were going to call, keep us up to date.”
“I’m fine,” Trent interrupted his oldest brother’s rant. “Thanks for asking.”
“Dammit, Trent. Mom and Dad aren’t around to worry about you, which leaves me to do the job.”
Trent shivered picturing his parents. “I’m good. Things are—” Things were completely FUBAR. “Messy. But I’m glad you called.”
Jason released a long breath. “Finally come to your senses and ready to come home?”
The words “I am home” sat at the top of his lips but didn’t slip out. “I needed to talk to you about Alex and Betty,” he said instead. He went on to ask Jason to look into options for his faithful employees.
“It sounds like you’ll be leaving soon after.”
“I haven’t packed my bags,” Trent told him. “The clinics are full and people need help.”
“And what? You’re playing nursemaid to them?”
Well actually…
He thought of the day before when he walked beside Monica as she called out orders as if he was her personal aide. He hadn’t minded. She knew what she was doing and couldn’t possibly do it all alone.
“It’s obvious you can’t stay there much longer,” Jason continued with a softer voice. “Living the hermit life isn’t going to bring them back, Trent.”
Trent’s skin heated, his gaze turned red. “Is that what you think I’ve been doing here?”
“What do you want me to think? Right after the crash you left. We barely said good-bye to our parents and you left, too. It’s like Glen and I lost our brother as well as our parents.”
Old hurt settled in his chest. He hadn’t thought about that. “They would never have been in the air if I didn’t push Dad to take her home.”
It was supposed to be the weekend when Connie could get to know his family. She was a flight attendant for a commercial airline. They’d met in an airport when bad weather had grounded air traffic and the two of them were waiting for a cab during a snowstorm in New York. They’d shared a cab, a late dinner, and a bed. She lived in Chicago and Trent lived in a Connecticut suburb.
When he thought of her now, years after her death, he saw who she really was as clear as the moon in the night sky. At the time he only saw her laughing smile and zest for life.
They met in exotic locations, or stopovers in nowhere places. They talked about their futures, and after a short time, Trent wanted to find a way to combine their lives.
He’d surprised her by flying his father’s midsize Lear 60 to pick her up for the weekend. When they landed in Connecticut, she thought it would be a cozy weekend with just the two of them. But his parents, Beverly and Marcus, wanted to meet the woman Trent wanted to make a permanent fixture in his life.
Connie didn’t hide her surprise or discontent when Trent took her to a restaurant and met his parents inside. Dinner had been strained. Halfway through Connie excused herself and Trent followed.
She turned so fast he hadn’t seen it coming.
What the hell was he doing?
They were just having a good time and why did he have to go and make it complicated?
She’d always left his side saying how much she’d miss him and how much she’d like their relationship to be different. But when pushed to the wall, she didn’t want a relationship at all. Then she broadsided him with another half truth.
There was someone else in Chicago.
Trent was numb.
They’d returned to the table and shortly after Trent
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