Whisper To Me In The Dark (13 page)

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Back In Texas

The restaurant was left in disrepair - the only link he had to his history with Edward. Shutters hung off the front windows. The glass was broken from children throwing rocks through them. The front door hung loosely off its hinges. Cash looked sadly at Angelica as they surveyed the damage and looked toward the future.

"Don't be sad. I'm going to sell my ring," Angelica bubbled. "Then we can get it all fixed up and reopen. You do the repairs. I'll do my gorgeous decorating inside and we'll be open in a month."

"You can't sell your ring. You love your diamond ring."

"I love you much more," Angelica replied, beaming as she wrapped her arms around her future husband, dreaming of their happy future together. She never found her sister but she had all she ever needed in a family in Cash.

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Happy Weeks Later

Cash lugged the rickety ladder from window to window, touching up the white trim on the shutters. It wasn't exactly police work but the cool fresh air, the knowledge that he was back at home and  the bright shining sun beating hot on his deeply tanned back gave him a feeling of freedom that he hadn't experienced once in the past thirty-seven years. But he knew it was something more. Finally finding the peace he'd been searching for all of these years. The key to his happiness bustled happily inside of the restaurant.

"Honey? Honey?" - the sweetest words Cash could imagine, were heard from the door below. His glowing wife, with her blonde hair flowing wildly in the breeze, was calling for him.

"Yes, sugar," Cash replied sweetly with a laugh, remembering his first experience with Angelica and the honey and sugar just a few short months ago.

He climbed quickly down the ladder, greeting his beautiful wife with a kiss, running his hand over her growing baby bump, then wrapping his arms tightly around her and they walked hand in hand back through the door and into their happy future.

Certain things catch your eye,

But pursue only those that capture your heart. -

Native American Quote

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Copyright 2012 Audra Claire

Whisper To Me In The Dark