Forever and a Day (Lucky Harbor) Page 25

  “Have you seen him upset?”

  She remembered how he’d looked talking about the loss of his parents. How he’d been after Mrs. Porter’s death. Or when he’d realized Toby wanted to be a good Jedi for his mom. Or when Anna had left. “Yes.”

  “Did his reactions to those emotions scare you off?” Amy asked.

  “No.” Grace sighed. “Actually, they made me care about him even more.” Which was her answer, she supposed.

  “You realize he’s a package deal,” Mallory said. “Right? He’s got Toby and Anna. You’d be an instant family if you take him on, and that’s a big deal.”

  “Of course I realize that. And I love them all.” Grace heard the words, then clapped a hand over her mouth. “What is that? Why does that word keeping slipping out?”

  “It’s because love is one of those really bossy bitches,” Amy said. “There’s no telling it what to do.”

  Mallory nodded and toasted a cupcake to that. Then she set the cupcake down and got serious as she turned to Grace. “Honey, just promise me something.”

  “What?”

  “That you won’t be so driven by your past that you throw away your future. You need to go back. You need to face him and deal with this or he’s going to think you didn’t mean it.”

  Go back…When she’d first blurted out her “I love you,” she’d been so embarrassed that all she’d thought about was getting out of there. She hadn’t thought how Josh would take her vanishing act. But she was thinking now, and she knew the truth. Mallory was right. Her leaving told him that she hadn’t meant it and that her running off was her extricating herself from his life. Maybe his parents hadn’t left him on purpose, but Ally had. Anna had.

  Grace had. She stood up.

  “Tell him you meant it,” Mallory said. “Tell him—”

  Amy stuffed a cupcake into Mallory’s mouth. “She’ll figure it out, Ace.”

  Grace wrapped her two cupcakes in a napkin for later. She was hoping things went well but in case they didn’t, there was always chocolate. She drove home. And when exactly Josh’s house had turned into home, she couldn’t say. But Josh wasn’t there, and neither was Toby. Afraid something had happened to Anna, she texted him: You okay? Toby? Anna?

  His response came quickly: Got called into ER. Brought Toby with me. Nothing from Anna.

  Grace turned around and drove to the ER. She found Toby in his Star Wars pj’s playing with his Zhu Zhus in the nurse’s station. “They have popcorn here,” he said happily, clutching a full bag of it.

  Grace turned to the nurse’s aide watching him. “Is Josh with a patient?”

  “Yes. And he’s going to be busy for a while.”

  “Can you ask him if I can take Toby home for him?”

  The aide came back with the okay, with absolutely no indication on what Josh thought about Grace showing up. She took Toby home and tucked him back into bed before making herself comfortable on the couch to wait for Josh.

  But he never came home.

  Chapter 25

  Maybe man cannot live on chocolate alone,

  but a woman can.

  Grace woke up at 6:00 a.m., her face stuck to the couch, someone tugging on her sleeve.

  Toby.

  He’d liberated Tank from behind the baby gate. The puppy was prancing like a miniature dancing bear. A miniature dancing bear that had to go potty. Scooping him up, Grace ran for the front door, getting him outside just in time for him to race to the closest tree and lift a stumpy leg.

  Toby, still in his Star War’s pj’s, trotted across the yard to join him in anointing the tree.

  Grace didn’t bother to sigh. When Tank finished, he pawed at the grass with his back feet, head high, proud of his business. Toby loped back to Grace, grinning with his own pride.

  Grace gathered both the dog and child back inside and checked her phone.

  Nothing.

  She was playing Scrabble Junior with Toby when her cell finally buzzed with an incoming call, which she pounced on. But it wasn’t Josh.

  It was Anna. “Hey,” Grace said, “I’ve been so worried.”

  Anna didn’t say anything. Grace checked the phone to make sure she had reception. “Anna?”

  Nothing, but she was there; Grace could feel her in the gaping silence. “Anna,” she said softly. “You okay?”

  Anna didn’t say anything.

  “Just tell me where you are,” Grace said, heart aching. “I’ll come get you. Are you at Devon’s?”

  Disconnect.

  “Road trip,” Grace said to Toby.

  He immediately hopped up and grabbed Tank and his Jedi saber. Grace was too worried to argue with him. “Get the leash.”

  “Tank can’t be a Jedi on a leash,” Toby said.

  “He’s not big enough to be a Jedi,” Grace said.

  This caused Toby to beam with pride that he was apparently big enough, and he went for the leash.

  Grace drove to Devon’s building. The place looked dark and still, as if no one was there, but Grace couldn’t get rid of her bad feeling. Not in a hurry to get out of the car in this neighborhood, she tried Anna’s cell phone again.

  It went straight to voice mail this time, so either it was off or it’d run out of juice. While she was still staring down at her phone, unsure of her next move, it buzzed.

  Josh.

  Oh God. She’d wanted to hear from him, needed to hear from him, and now that he was calling, she wanted to fall into a big hole and live in Denial City. The phone vibrated more intently, and she imagined Josh waiting impatiently on the other end of the line. “Hey,” she answered, wincing at how breathless she sounded.

  “I’m off work,” he said. “We have to talk.”

  Even knowing he was right, she couldn’t go there right now. She couldn’t do anything until she knew that Anna was okay. “About that…”

  “What? Where are you and Toby?”

  She didn’t want to tell him where she was, not yet. Anna had told him she was with friends. If she turned out to be here at Devon’s, Josh wouldn’t be happy to know it. “Give me a few. I’ll meet you back at the house.”

  “What’s going on, Grace?”

  Shit. He was too damn smart for her. “Okay, fine. I’m outside Devon’s place. I got two hang-ups from Anna. I think she wants help and she’s too stubborn to ask for it. I have no idea where she might have gotten that stubbornness, but I have a feeling it has to do with her last name.”

  “Stay put,” he said. “I’m on my way.”

  “Staying put.” Gladly.

  “And, Grace? We still have to talk.”

  Oh boy. She could hardly wait. She disconnected and stared at the dark apartment.

  “Is Anna in there?” Toby asked.

  “Not sure.” A text beeped in and she glanced at it, figuring it would be from Mallory or Amy wondering how it’d gone with Josh.

  Which of course, it hadn’t gone at all.

  But the text wasn’t from Amy or Mallory. It was from Anna.

  I need you.

  Grace called Josh. “I’m going in,” she told him. “Anna needs me now.”

  “Wait for me. The neighborhood is shit, and so is that building. I’m five minutes out.”

  She wasn’t going to wait five minutes, not after Anna’s text.

  “Grace,” Josh said, voice tight.

  “Tunnel.”

  “We don’t have any tunnels,” he said. “Don’t—”

  She disconnected and winced. “Whoops.” She turned in her seat and eyed Toby, unsure what to do. And Josh was right; they were in a crap neighborhood. Leaving Toby in the car wasn’t an option, but she didn’t want to bring him inside with her either.

  In the end, her urgency to get to Anna made her decision for her. “Okay,” she said on the sidewalk, hunkering down in front of Toby and Tank. The two of them, boy and dog, stood side by side, facing her like two little warriors, both so adorable and serious that her heart swelled against her rib cage. “Don’t
let go of my hand,” she said to Toby. “No matter what. That’s your only job, to hold on to me at all costs, okay?”

  Toby, holding his lightsaber, nodded solemnly. “Arf.”

  Oh God, she couldn’t take it. He was upset; that was the only time he barked these days. Giving him a quick but warm hug, while silently sending Josh a please hurry, she straightened, and they went inside the building.

  Devon opened the door to her knock. He took one look at the whole brigade, and a muscle tightened in his jaw. “Busy,” he said, and tried to close the door.

  Not thinking beyond must get inside, Grace reacted instinctively and stuck her foot in the door to block it open.

  Devon slammed it on her, and Grace doubled over from the oh-holy-shit pain in her foot. She’d seen a foot get slammed in a door on TV a hundred times, and not once did anyone scream in pain. But then again, none of them were ever wearing wedge sandals.

  Devon opened the door wide with clear intent to slam it again, but then Tank squirmed through the opening. Even through the agony radiating up from Grace’s foot, she heard Toby cry out for his dog. She envisioned what the door would do to Toby’s lanky little body or Tank’s adorable, fat little one, and she threw herself at Devon. He fell backward, taking her down with him. She landed hard, writhing at the new fire in her foot.

  “You crazy bitch!” Devon yelled. He rolled them so that he was on top, smacking her head hard on the floor. She saw stars, and then Tank was suddenly there, growling and snarling as he…

  Bit Devon on the ass.

  “What the fuck…” Devon shoved off Grace, hand on his butt, staring in shock at the little dog. “You little piece of—” Going up on his knees, he reached out and snatched Tank up by the throat.

  Tank chirped in alarm, his eyes bugging out even more than usual, paws flailing like a cat on linoleum.

  Toby, in his Star Wars pj’s and wild bed-head hair, cried out, “Let go of my dog!”

  Anna appeared in her chair from the hallway. She was out of breath, like maybe she’d just been fighting to get into the chair on her own, but she rolled directly up behind Toby and snatched him up into her lap. “Hey!” she yelled at Devon. “What are you doing? Put the dog down!”

  Devon staggered to his feet, Tank still dangling. “It bit me on the ass!”

  “That’s my dog,” Toby yelled from his perch on Anna’s lap. He dropped his lightsaber and wrapped his arms around his aunt’s neck.

  Tank gave a sharp cry, signaling that Devon’s grip had tightened, and Grace reacted without thinking. From the floor, she grabbed up the lightsaber and whacked Devon in the back of his knees. They buckled, and he collapsed to the floor.

  Tank got loose and ran for Toby and Anna.

  “That’s assault,” Devon snarled at Grace. “Twice! Not to mention trespassing. I didn’t invite you in here. I’m calling the cops.”

  “Call them,” Anna said. “I’ll tell them it was self-defense. Grace came in to protect me.”

  “I didn’t do anything to you!”

  “You got me into your bed. You moved my chair out of my reach so that I couldn’t get to it. You—”

  This was the last word Anna got out because Josh had appeared in the open front door. He picked Devon up by the front of his shirt and slammed him into the wall.

  Devon, feet hanging off the ground by a good six inches, gave the same sort of desperate squeak that Tank had given only a moment before.

  “Grace,” Josh said, not taking his eyes off Devon. “Call nine-one-one.”

  It was his tone that made her react. The utterly calm tone that said everything was going to be okay now that he was here. She slapped her hands on her pockets but couldn’t find her phone. She sat up, moved her foot wrong, and cried out before she could bite it back.

  “I wasn’t doing anything to her, man,” Devon said. “Nothing she didn’t want done! Tell him, Anna, Jesus!”

  “It’s true, Josh,” Anna said. “I thought I wanted to…but I found his ex’s panties in the bed and I changed my mind.”

  “For the second time!” Devon said.

  Anna shook her head, like she couldn’t believe she’d ever liked him. “He didn’t hurt me,” she said to Josh. “He’s just a scum bucket.”

  Josh let go of Devon and pointed at him to stay put. Devon slid down the wall to the floor and wisely sat. Josh strode to Grace and crouched at her side, implacable, coolheaded, every inch of him the ER doctor now. Sharp, assessing eyes roamed over her as he gently cupped the back of her head, feeling the bump there. His jaw clenched, the only sign he gave of what he was feeling. He shifted his attention to her foot, his long, knowing fingers probing in exactly the place to make her suck in a breath.

  His gaze slid up to hers. “Where else are you hurt?”

  “Nowhere.”

  “He touch you?”

  “She attacked me!” Devon said.

  Josh slid him a look that would have had Grace peeing in her pants. Devon zipped his mouth.

  “I’m so sorry I brought Toby in here,” Grace rushed to tell him on a shaky breath, feeling so guilty she could hardly draw more air. “I didn’t know what to do. Anna needed me and—”

  “I know.” Josh squeezed her hip gently. “Don’t move.” On his knees at Grace’s side, he scooped up Toby, hugging both him and Anna close.

  “Won the battle, Daddy,” Toby said, and wrapped an arm around Josh’s neck. Anna set her head down on Josh’s shoulder, fisting both hands in his shirt, holding on, eyes closed tight. He murmured something softly to her that had her nodding but not letting go of him. Stroking a hand up her back, he palmed her head and let her cling. Grace watched, throat burning, heart warm.

  The police came. An ambulance came. The fire department came, which turned out to be because someone in a neighboring apartment had seen the flash of the lightsaber and thought there was an electrical fire.

  It took about two hours for everything to wind down, and when it did, Grace was taken for X-rays. She was sitting on one of Josh’s ER beds when he came in, X-ray in hand.

  Her heart immediately kicked into gear.

  He didn’t say anything at first. He simply hung the X-ray on the wall, flipped on the light to read it, and turned to her. His eyes were serious, so serious she felt the breath catch in her throat. “Grace, I—”

  “Knock-knock.” The curtain swung back to reveal Sheriff Sawyer Thompson. “Heard there was a party in here.” He nodded to Grace’s foot. “Is it broken?”

  “No,” Grace said.

  “Actually, yes,” Josh said, eyes narrowed at Sawyer. “And don’t even think about it.”

  “Think about what?” Grace asked.

  Sawyer sighed. “It’s just for questioning, Josh.”

  “What’s just for questioning?” Grace asked.

  Sawyer turned to her. “I need to bring you into the station.”

  Chapter 26

  Save Earth. It’s the only planet with chocolate.

  Josh was pacing the front room of the sheriff’s station. Grace’s broken foot had been set in a cast. Devon had been questioned and was being held. Anna had been questioned and let go. She was sitting quietly in her chair next to the bench on which Toby was perched, the two of them playing games on her phone.

  Grace was still in the back with Sawyer.

  Josh had no idea what was taking so long. Sawyer was definitely one of the good guys, but this was pissing him off.

  Mallory came rushing through the front door. “Just heard from Lucille that Grace was arrested. What the hell?”

  Josh didn’t even bother to ask how Lucille knew that Grace had been taken in. “It’s not an arrest. It’s just formalities. She clocked Devon with the lightsaber, and he’s claiming assault.”

  “Well fuck formalities.”

  Yeah, they were on the same page on that.

  “They okay?” Mallory asked quietly, gesturing to Anna and Toby.

  “Toby is. I don’t know about Anna yet. She’s playing it c
lose to the vest.”

  “She’s strong, Josh.”

  “Stronger than me,” he said, and looked up to find Anna’s eyes on him. There was something in her gaze that he hadn’t seen in years.

  Warmth.

  Affection.

  Regret.

  He shook his head at the last and moved toward her and Toby, hunkering down before them. He pulled Toby in for a hug. “You did good today, Little Man.”

  “Better than any other Jedi?”

  “Better than every other Jedi.” He ruffled Toby’s hair and turned to Anna. “Proud of you.”

  Her eyes filled. Swearing beneath his breath, he set Toby down and pulled her tight. Dropping her head to his shoulder, she did what she so rarely did. She completely lost it, sobbing like her heart had just broken.

  Toby stepped up behind her and very gently patted her on the back.

  “I’m s-sorry,” she hiccupped. “I didn’t mean to get Grace h-hurt or arrested—”

  “She’s not arrested,” Josh assured her. “And you didn’t get her hurt. That was Devon.” He tightened his grip on her even as he pulled back enough to see her face. “You promise he didn’t hurt you.”

  “I promise. And we didn’t— God, Josh.” She covered her face. “I don’t want to talk to you about this.”

  “It’s me or someone else, Anna-Banana,” he said gently. “We’re done with this angry shit.”

  She sniffed and nodded.

  “Promise me.”

  “I don’t feel quite so angry anymore,” she whispered, then sniffed again and wiped her nose on the hem of his shirt, laughing soggily when he grimaced. “Watching Grace go ape-shit on Devon’s ass was kind of empowering,” she said. “I could do that, with some self-defense classes.”

  “Anna—”

  “For paraplegics like me. They have classes like that, you know. Grace found them for me at Washington University.”

  He looked into her eyes. “Yeah?”

  “And there’s soccer too. I want to go there and live in the dorms, like a normal college student. And next year I want to go on their abroad program. I’m going to see the world, Josh. My way, not yours.”