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“I’m so sorry,” she said.
“No,” Grant said.“Don’t be sorry.It’s okay.I’m going to be okay.”
“Okay.”
“Are you going to be okay?”he asked.“You’ve got the help you need?”
“Yes,” Bea said, a new weight getting added to her heart.Her mind felt freer, but the heaviness inside her didn’t go anywhere.“I’m sorry, Grant.”
“Me too,” he said, and Bea let him end the call.
Tori opened the back door and called, “Bea?”
“Yeah.”She wiped her eyes and pulled in a breath, trying to hitch everything back into place.“I’m coming.”She crossed the yard and went up the steps, where she met her sister.She moved into an embrace, taking comfort from Tori though her sister probably didn’t know precisely why.
“I’m sorry I have to leave,” Tori said, holding her tightly.
“It’s okay,” Bea said.“Dallin will be here for a few more days, and Daddy will settle down.”
“He sounds like he’s swallowed a lion who can only roar.”Tori stepped back, her smile beautiful and full of light.Bea giggled, and the two of them turned to go into the house.Since she hadn’t told anyone about Grant except her friends in her Supper Club, she didn’t have to explain anything to anyone.Everyone just figured she had a lot going on in her life, which wasn’t wrong.
She wished, however, she could call Grant later and get the comfort she wanted from him.As it was, Tori insisted that Bea return to her house out in the country, since she’d be staying with their parents.Dallin was too, and Bea had agreed and left.
Down her dark lane, the lights sprang to life when she got close enough to the house.She parked in the garage and closed it before she got out of the car.She wasn’t sure why, but she hadn’t been here at night in a while, and a hint of nerves accompanied her into the house.
She flipped on the lights in the mudroom, wishing she had someone to welcome her home.An idea flashed in her mind, and she thought of her love list.
Get a puppy.
Yes, she was so going to do that, as soon as possible.Then maybe she wouldn’t be so focused on her daddy—or how lonely she was now that she’d broken up with Grant.
“He’s adorable,” Bessiesaid.She giggled as the black and white puppy tumbled across her lap.“What did you name him?”
Bea grinned at the little dog.“Fresco,” she said, accepting the cup of tea from Sage.“Thanks for coming, you guys.”
No one else was there to meet the newest addition to her family, as Joy and Lauren had to work, and Cass had accompanied her husband to a medical appointment.
Sage perched on the couch next to Bea, and they looked back at the dog.“What kind of dog?”
“He’s a French bulldog.”Bea sipped her tea, glad Sage had put in a lot of honey.She smiled at the puppy, because she did love him.She’d only had him for two days now, and the nights had been tough.She wasn’t complaining, because she wasn’t alone, and she knew she simply needed more time with Fresco to train him.
They were still getting to know one another, and of course, he had to be potty trained.Cass had been right—puppies were a lot of work.Fresco did cuddle with her too, and every time she walked into the house, Fresco’s little tail wagged and wagged, and he loved seeing her.
In a few more weeks, he’d be potty trained and walking at her side perfectly on a leash, and Bea wouldn’t even be thinking about Grant.
In just a few more weeks.
