Taken: a Kept Novella
“Her car was tucked in the garage, out of sight like always, but the front door was open, the screen door offering a peek into the entryway.
When he walked through the door, the sound of Anna cleaning the kitchen met him—the clank of a pot in the sink and the steady splash of running water. He tossed his keys onto the console table by the coat closet and followed the sounds.
She was looking over her shoulder at the doorway when he entered, her hand clenched around a metal sauce pan. Her grip rel...axed, and she smiled at him. “Hey. How are you?”
“I’m okay.” He eased onto a stool on the other side of the island. He felt old. Old, tired, weary. “How are you all?”
“Hanging in there.”
“How’s Sophie?”
“The same.” She rinsed the pan and set it on top of a stack of other clean dishes in the dish drain. “If it’s okay with you, I’d like to head back. Spend the night with her.”
Which meant he might not make it to church tomorrow. Wouldn’t get to see Jordan. What timing.MoreLess
When he walked through the door, the sound of Anna cleaning the kitchen met him—the clank of a pot in the sink and the steady splash of running water. He tossed his keys onto the console table by the coat closet and followed the sounds.
She was looking over her shoulder at the doorway when he entered, her hand clenched around a metal sauce pan. Her grip rel...axed, and she smiled at him. “Hey. How are you?”
“I’m okay.” He eased onto a stool on the other side of the island. He felt old. Old, tired, weary. “How are you all?”
“Hanging in there.”
“How’s Sophie?”
“The same.” She rinsed the pan and set it on top of a stack of other clean dishes in the dish drain. “If it’s okay with you, I’d like to head back. Spend the night with her.”
Which meant he might not make it to church tomorrow. Wouldn’t get to see Jordan. What timing.MoreLess
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