Page 6 of Remember That Time

I was relieved when Henry didn't answer me right away. It meant he was really thinking about the question.

"I didn't want to in the beginning, not after what he had done, but he eventually wore me down. Loving Frank was never the problem. I have always loved him. It was the trust that was the issue. He had broken my trust. Getting that back took awhile."

I smiled weakly as I pressed a hand against my swirling stomach. "I'm glad you two were able to finally work things out."

Seeing my older brother and Henry so happy together after those five years of hell was better than anything. If my ex-brother-in-law wasn't behind bars serving a life sentence, I'd track him down and strangle him with my own hands for what he'd done to my family.

"Loving someone is easy," Henry stated. "Living with them is hard."

I wasn't sure what that meant, but it sounded somewhat ominous. "Well, I don't have anyone in my life like that, so..." My brow flickered as I glanced down to where my hand was resting against my abdomen. Maybe, if I figured my life out, I could have someone to love.

As soon as that thought hit me, I wanted to slap myself. What was I thinking? I couldn't have a kid. I knew nothing about kids beyond the time I spent with my nieces and nephews.

I couldn't have a kid!

"I think I'm going to go lay down until my stomach settles."

"That's probably a good idea," Henry replied. "I'll bring you up some ginger tea."

"Thank you, Henry."

Henry started to turn to leave, but paused and glanced back. "One thing I want to warn you about. Pregnancy hormones are a real bitch. Your emotions are going to be all over the place. Don't make any rash decisions without really thinking it through first."

I nodded.

I knew better than that. I just felt as if the weight of the world was sitting on me and I had no idea how to make it stop. I didn't know if that was a symptom of pregnancy hormones or if I was just bat-shit crazy.

Maybe both.

I knew I needed to figure something out before I truly lost my mind.

I followed Henry out of the bathroom, but when he went right, I went left and headed for the guest bedroom I'd been using for my visit to the West Coast. Once inside, I closed the door, but instead of heading for bed, I walked over to the row of windows overlooking the bay below.

Seattle was a beautiful place. I could see snowcapped mountains off in the distance and several sailing boats in the water. If all of my schooling wasn't on the East Coast, I might consider living in a place like this. Maybe not directly in the city like my brothers, but one of the smaller outlying communities.

I liked the one directly across the bay from me. I loved water. I had always loved water. Didn't matter if they were lakes, rivers, bays, or even my bathtub. I loved water. Living someplace with this much water around it would be a dream come true.

Too bad I lived in the land of cement and glass.

Maybe I needed to move?

Chapter Two

~ Janos ~

"Sir, this letter was addressed to you, but there's no return address. I wasn't sure if it was important or not."

I frowned as I looked at the white envelope Lester held out to me. I got a lot of mail every single day. Most of it was handled by the mailroom or Lester. It was unusual for me to get something like this.

I grabbed it and then used my letter opener to slice a clean cut across the top of the envelope. There was a single piece of paper inside with a sticky note on it that said,"More to come."

That was odd.

When I unfolded the paper, my heart skipped a beat, but then anger took over. I tossed the paper at Lester. "Find out if this is real and find out who sent it."

"Yes, sir." Lester's eyes widened when he took the paper and glanced down at it. "Sir, this is a—"

"Now, Lester."

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