Page 53 of Worth the Vow

“What?”

“She tracks Kate’s location. I never thought to get her location, but I will now. I assume with how anti-technology you are, you don’t have her location.”

“You are correct.” I won’t add how I’m cursing myself right now about that fact. I know she follows me, but I don’t follow her. That ends now.

“I can meet you down there, or you can pick me up on the way,” Matt offers.

“I think it’s best if I go alone.”

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” he asks uncertainly.

“I assure you, I do actually know some things about my wife that you don’t,” I snap.

Matt snickers. “I really would love to see you grovel, though.”

I sigh. “I fully intend to grovel. But I don’t think this moment is when I’ll do it. Something tells me Katharine needs me to listen right now, and that’s what I fully intend to do.”

“Keep me updated. And share your fucking location with me so I can at least come get you if she murders you on the side of the road,” he orders.

“I’ll think about it.”

“God dammit, Dom, this is my sis —”

I end the call before he can go Officer Turner on me. It wouldn’t be the first time he’s tried to pull the police card on me, and it probably won’t be the last.

Running out to my car, I call my mom, who has my children for the day. Generally I spend all day Saturday with my kids, but today my mom planned to take them to a performance at the senior center in town. She suggested I get some things done around the house, which I now believe was actually her telling me to find Kate.

“Hi, cucciolo, everything okay? Have you heard from Kate?”

“No, but I have an idea where she is. Can you have Sienna find her location?”

“Why Sienna?”

“Uh, because she tracks Kate’s location?” I answer, confused.

“So do I, cucciolo. Most of our family has each other’s locations. You’re the lone holdout.” I don’t miss the tsk, tsk tone of my mother’s voice.

“I promise I will rectify that this week. Can you tell me Katharine’s location?”

“I will, as soon as you explain why she isn’t sharing it herself.”

I growl impatiently. “We had an argument, I said some shitty things, she went to Matt’s, and then decided to go see her dad. Something went down with her dad, and Matt called me, so now I’m going to go get her.”

Mom gasps. “She went to the prison?”

“Yep. Location, please.”

“Alright. Hold on.”

I hear her murmuring with multiple people in the background, and I assume my father is also being apprised of the situation.

“Dominic? I’ve mirrored the location with our map app, and she’s at a hotel on the main state highway going through Cañon City. I’ll send you the address. Text me when you get to her, okay? I need to know that you’re both safe,” my mom says fretfully.

“I will, Mom. You alright to keep the kids tonight?”

“Of course. You know I never turn down a movie night with my grandchildren.” After saying goodbye, I send Matt my location and set off. As soon as I hit the outskirts of Eternity Springs, my map app announces a road closure near Colorado Springs, and suggests an alternate route. It adds a full hour to the route, but I don’t have a choice. Curving through the Rocky Mountains, it’s quite the picturesque drive south to Cañon City, but my mind doesn’t recognize the beauty. I’m wrapped up in thoughts of Kate.

Why did she decide to go visit her dad? Did I somehow push her toward making that decision? What could he have said that traumatized her so much she’d call Matt in tears? I may not have the best relationship with my father, and yeah, he says some hurtful things from time to time, but get along fairly well. I can’t imagine what it must be like for Kate.

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