Juliann
Chapter 3- Moving Day
"You did WHAT?" John Hartman yelled at the top of his lungs. It was so loud that he made the weak windows in the small business office rattle.
"I have accepted a new job, John." Martin calmly responded from the opposite side of the cramped garage office. "This company promises both Rebecca and I a wonderful future."
"Why you S.O.B. I promised you that two years ago!" John vented through clenched teeth. "Have I not delivered? Have I not lived up to my end of the deal, dear little brother?"
"John, you and Jacob have provided my daughter and I a wonderful platform to build on." Martin reasoned softly. The last thing he wanted to do was get into a shouting match with his older brother. "You gave my family just the boost we needed when Elise died. Without that opportunity, I would have been a drunken lay-about wasting away in some hellhole somewhere and my beautiful Becky would have been taken away by Child and Family Services. And I cannot thank you enough for it but you have told me over and over, 'Always take any moment you can to better yourself and your family.' I am doing just that, John."
"How does it better me to take away a hardworking employee, good friend, and little brother, huh?" John seethed as he reluctantly took a seat in his tall brown leather office chair. "I need you in more ways than one. And what about Becky? Are you making her pick up and leave everything she knows on a hunch and a job offer? Come on, really?"
"I am not making my Becky do anything. Actually, she was the one to talk me into the idea." Martin smiled lightly as he also decided to sit down. "Actually, she is a lot like her mother. She has an open passion for adventure. Elise had that and that's one of the many reasons I fell in love with her." Martin reminisced.
"Adventure or not, I am not letting you go and definitely not without a fight. Wait until Jacob hears about this. He will not be as calm as I. We are a team, little brother. You are breaking it up. And in order to get away from us, you will have to face us both!" John stated firmly as he leaned in close to his little brother. "This is not over, not by a long shot."
"Look John, I have made up my mind. I am taking the deal. I am moving in 5 days and I am going to be taking my Becky with me. That's final." Martin proclaimed as he leaned back heavily in the hard wooden office chair. "I wish to have your blessing on this but if you and Jacob can't handle it, I will go without the blessing. Please, don't turn this into bad blood."
John slammed his fist hard against the solid Oak desk, "Me?! I am not the one leaving all my family and friends behind to join some agency that has promised me the moon! Dammit John, can't you see what's going on here? There is something bad about them! They would not have to find people and offer fortunes if they were reputable."
"Maybe they are and maybe they aren't who cares?" Martin softly continued. "That's beside the point. I have already agreed and you know me about oaths and such."
"Leave!" John yelled as he jumped up angrily. "Get out of my face! I don't have a brother in you now! So, leave my office before I call the police to report a trespasser."
"John, listen to me…" Martin began.
"GET OUT!!!" John yelled as he pointed to the old style single-windowed office door.
Martin slowly stood up while trying to make eye contact with his purely angry brother. He wanted to make this right. It wasn't supposed to be like this. "John…" He tried again.
John turned away from his brother. He didn't want to see his face anymore. Plus, he didn't want his little brother see him cry. He faced away from the small exit as stiff as a as he could manage in his state. How could he do this? Why would he do this? John kept asking himself in his mind as he heard the soft rattle of the door opening. He just couldn't understand it all. Then, he heard the soft shuffle of Martin's feet as he left. "Good Riddance." John whispered loudly but it was a lie. This was killing him.
Later the next day,
Martin was carefully packing the fine china dishes that Elise had picked out the day before they were married. He was reminiscing about how he and Elise had planned out their whole lives together in this house with this stuff. How she would smile every time she pulled down one of these dishes and talk about their wedding. Gosh how he missed Elise! He was so deep into thought that he didn't hear the sing-song ring of the doorbell.
The chiming ring of the doorbell rang again.
"Dad, are you going to get that?" Rebecca called from her bedroom. She had gotten most of her clothes and knickknacks packed and was still working on her closet.
Martin carefully set down the stack of china he had on his lap and headed for the door, "Hold on. I'm coming" He announced with a little annoyance.
As he opened the door, he stood back in question. "Who are you?"
"Hi, I am George. I am with Wrap-It-Up Moving Company. We have been hired to move you out. So please stand aside." The short, stout man announced happily as he pushed Martin aside and entered the two-story home.
"I was told that the movers were not due for another day. You are early." Martin proclaimed as he re-took his spot in front of the smiling mover.
"The time frame for your complete transition has been moved up. You have to be fully moved in 2 days." George told him with a look of confusion. Usually the one being moved should know when they are moving.
"2 Days!?" Martin exclaimed loudly. "Why so soon?"
"That would be my fault." Adrianne announced from the doorway. "We need you now. The project needs you now."
Rebecca heard all the commotion coming from the living room and sneaked a peek at the action from the dark hallway.
Adrianne pulled a thick stack of paper from her hardside, brown leather briefcase. "Can we complete our deal now?"
Martin liked the shrewdness of this businesswoman. Not only was she a sight for sore eyes in her skin-tight red suit but she was also as smart as a Vanderbilt when it came to business. He knew that she would be quite a catch. "Our deal is not due. I have one week. I still have 4 days left."
"I will pay you $10,000 to pick up and leave right now." She offered with a sensuous smile as she entered the living room and approached Martin. "I really want you with me." She whispered softly into his ear.
Martin took a tentative step back and nearly tripped over his box of fine china. As he checked his footing, Adrianne stepped forward to meet his defensive movements. She then swung an arm over his strong shoulder, "Just sign here and we are out of this Leave it to Beaver house and on to bigger and better things."
Martin ducked out of Adrianne's hold easily and crossed the massive living room in 2 seconds. "No, we have 4 days. You promised me 4 days." He said firmly. "Do you do this with all your deals?"
"I get what I want and right now I want you." Adrianne added sweetly as she began to chase the frightened Martin.
Rebecca couldn't take it anymore. She could see that this lady was not taking "no" for an answer. She stomped out angrily from her hiding place and confronted the sexy red-head chasing her Daddy. "What are you doing?" She growled at the Adrianne lady.
Adrianne tried to push the errant child aside as she searched for Martin. "I am trying to get you guys into your new home faster." She added in a very businesslike tone.
"No, it looks like you are trying to scare us out of the deal." Rebecca smartly proclaimed as she refused to be shoved aside. "Right now, Dad and I are still getting ready but if you keep this up, we will not be going. Dad and I need the next 4 days. I have to say goodbye to my cousins and Dad needs to talk to his brothers again. We were promised 7 days, Miss Margeaux, now give us our 7 days!"
Adrianne stared the little pest down with a fire in her eyes that only the child could see. She could so totally make this mongrel disappear and get what she wanted from this weakling of a man. However, what would be the fun in that. It was too easy. "Okay, 4 more days." She announced happily like nothing happened. "See you in 4 days and keep the movers. They are very helpful." She added as she swayed out the door and down the walkway to her waiting black limo.
Martin stood dumbfounded by what happened. Did his daughter just negotiate her way into more time for both of them? Did she stare down his next boss? Did they win?
Rebecca finally found her Dad on the complete opposite side of the room standing beside a tall stack of packed cardboard boxes. "Dad, should we be doing this? I am starting to get a bad vibe from her."
"I think that she just wanted us to come earlier. Maybe the stress of this project she is working on is getting to her. We should be fine Rebecca." Martin reassured as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "By the way, where did that back there come from?"
"What?" Rebecca asked with a bit of confusion.
"What do you mean what? That whole scene with Miss Margeaux? You were wonderful Sweetie!" Martin asked as he picked up one of the china dinner plates.
"Mom, of course." Rebecca smiled and then led a couple of movers to her already packed bedroom.
Two Days Later,
Martin worriedly sucked in a deep breath of air and then pulled his daughter close to him. "Are you ready?"
"Yeah Dad, I guess so." She reluctantly agreed as she returned his reassuring hug.
Martin rang the lit up doorbell. It sang a chime that lasted at least a minute.
A beautiful woman in her mid-30's answered the door. "What are you doing here? They don't want to see you." She commanded nervously as she checked over her shoulder.
"Come on Alicia, Becky wants to say goodbye. Are you going to deny her that chance?" Martin appealed to her sensitive side.
"It's not my choice. You are the one leaving and causing all this." Alicia spoke angrily but in low tones. The last thing she wanted to do was raise enough racket to gather attention from her husband and his brother, John.
"Alicia, please give us a chance. Come on, let me talk to them." He begged softly."All I need is to get inside. Please Alicia, allow us inside."
"Alright, but I didn't let you in. You barged in." Alicia relented. She knew how hard this had to be for everyone and they needed to start healing.
"Thank you…Thank you Alicia. I could not have asked for a better sister-in-law. My Elise cherished you as a friend and sister and I love you too." Martin sincerely and affectionately added.
"You don't need to butter me up. I already agreed to let you in. Now come on, let's do this." She snapped viciously as she stepped aside to let father and daughter inside her home.
"I wasn't 'buttering you up'." Martin explained fondly. "I was speaking from the heart and truthfully. I will miss you my sister." He choked out as he pulled her into a tight hug.
Alicia didn't fight the hug. She loved her brother as much as he loved her. She was going to miss him. "Martin, do you have to go?"
"Yes, this is an awesome opportunity that I just can't let go. Don't worry, we will be fine and will see you come the holidays. Love ya, Alicia." Martin whispered as he let go and aimed toward the kitchen. "Are they in there?"
"Yeah, they are going over job applications. Be careful my Jacob is not happy." Alicia warned as she nodded.
Martin carefully strolled across the vast well-decorated living room and swallowed hard as he softly pushed against the tan swinging door leading into the kitchen. He knew that this wasn't going to be easy.
Alicia quickly grabbed Rebecca's arm as the girl tried to follow her dad. "No Becky, he needs to do this alone. Let's go check up on the twins."
Rebecca sadly watched her Dad enter the Lion's den alone. She wanted to be there with him. She wanted to help him. She couldn't watch her Daddy suffer. "I should stay with him. He may need me."
"Sweetie, what he needs is alone time with his brothers. It will be bad to say the least. I don't want you to be there. So we are going out with Connie, Conan, and baby Hannah. This will be great. Frannie will be meeting us with Drake and Andrew." Alicia added excitedly as she headed up the pink carpeted stairs. "Will you help me get the little ones ready?"
Rebecca worriedly glanced over her shoulder toward the still-swinging door to the kitchen as she reluctantly followed Aunt Alicia up the narrow stairs. She could swear that she heard some screaming and maybe a shattering of some glass coming from the kitchen. But she knew that Aunt Alicia was right. She wasn't supposed to be there even if she wanted to.
"MARTIN!" Jacob yelled at the top of his lungs as he jumped up off a wooden barstool. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" He screamed viciously as he rounded the solid marble island bar confrontationally.
Martin stood his ground with fear. Jacob was the oldest of the three and the one that was the most responsible for his brothers. He was the one to set up both of his little brothers with their exceptional education and started the car business to help them out. Martin knew how hard that this had to hit Jacob but he needed to do this.
"Did you not hear me? Do you need me to throw you out?" He growled as he confronted his stupid little brother face-to-face. There wasn't even a foot in between them.
John stayed silently seated. He had had a chance a few days ago to come to terms with the loss of his little brother. He wasn't happy but at least he wasn't as livid as Jacob. Now, he just quietly looked on as his brothers hashed out their anger.
"We need to talk, Jacob." Martin hesitantly whispered. He was nearly afraid to speak but he needed to do this.
Jacob swung around quickly, grabbed the half-empty coffee carafe, and slammed it against the grey marble countertop. "GET OUT!" He screamed.
Martin flinched slightly as the glass shattered all over the ceramic tile floor and the coffee flew all over. Some errant shards of glass bounced off of him and then landed on the white tile. He wasn't going to let the temper of his older brother get to him just yet but somehow it always surprised him. "No Jacob, we have to talk. I'm staying until we talk." He stated defiantly.
"You have nothing to say that I want to hear." Jacob seethed into Martin's face. He still clutched the plastic handle of the shattered carafe with a death grip.
"I do and you know it." Martin announced with a newfound confidence. "You need this more than I do."
"Who are you to tell me what I need?!" Jacob yelled back as he stepped back from his brother. "I have practically raised you since you were 18. Now you betray me and our family by leaving and taking my niece with you. I have no brother!"
"Jacob, you have done everything for me. Now I need to stand on my own. I need to be a man. I am 41 years old and I'm still being taken care of by my big brothers. I can't do this forever man. I need to sink or swim on my own and I think that this one is it. Please understand me on this one." Martin defended as he carefully stepped out of the striking range of his trembling brother.
"Don't you understand? This was never about who could be a man or not. This was about family. You are breaking up the family. It burns, you idiot. It burns." Jacob spoke through gritted teeth as he paced the small kitchen space in front of Martin.
"I know it hurts Jacob. You think I want to get away from everyone? No way! I am not taking this job to make you hurt. I am doing this to better my life and Becky's." Martin explained as best he could.
"What do you need, huh? You need money?…I've been paying you for years. You need shelter?…I gave you Mom and Dad's house when you married Elise. You haven't wanted for much. So what is your next excuse?" Jacob argued viciously.
"Instinct." Martin spoke firmly as he maintained eye contact with his livid brother. "This feels right. It feels like the perfect next step in my life. Don't worry Jacob, I will be fine and we will visit as much as we can."
Jacob's stern features softened to sadness. "Why leave us?" he choked out.
"I need to do this, Jacob. I need to prove it to myself that I can. Don't worry, I will visit and if it doesn't turn out, I will be back sooner than you can believe." Martin reassured as he carefully wrapped an arm around Jacob's shoulder.
John took that moment to stand up. He had quietly watched the argument wind down and now he needed to get involved. "We will get to see you, right? I mean who am I supposed to harass when my little brother is not around?" He teased as he ruffled up his brother's dark brown hair.
Martin faked a punch to John's mid-section and then pulled him into a tight brotherly hug. "You'll find someone. I have faith in you." He joked.
Rebecca, Alicia, Connie, Conan, and Hannah finally were seated at the old style diner. It took the waitresses so long to seat them because their party consisted of two 5 year olds and a 1 year old. Not only that, they were also expecting Frannie with 10 year old Drake and 7 year old Andrew any minute.
"May I hold Hannah for a while? I'm gonna miss her." Rebecca begged.
"Sure but be gentle she just ate not long ago." Alicia warned as she lifted the sleeping little one out of the car carrier. "Do you have to go? Can you stay with us while Martin goes traipsing all over the Earth?"
"You know that I can't let him do this alone. He needs me." Rebecca cooed as she cradled the baby softly.
"I could really use your help around the house with the twins and little Hannah there. I could pay you, if you need?" Alicia bargained.
"No, I can't. The decision is made. We are going. It will be great and I will be fine. No worries." Rebecca said with a gentle smile as she softly rocked the sleeping baby.
At that moment, Frannie walked up with her two boys in tow. They were arguing over a toy truck Andrew was carrying. It was so loud that the other patrons in the crowded diner were staring in annoyance. "Knock it off!" Frannie yelled at the two boys.
"But Mom he stole my truck." Drake whined.
"In 2 seconds, I am walking out…If I have to walk out here, two children that will sorely regret it. Is that clear?" She confronted.
"Yes Mother," they both answered in unison.
"Now, we are going to sit down to a nice meal, alright?" Frannie continued as she pulled out a chair and tiredly sat down.
Both Drake and Andrew quietly sat down and then looked at their cousins' who had crayons and paper to draw on. "Mom, may we have some crayons?" Drake carefully asked sweetly.
Just then, a hyper brunette in a pink server's uniform arrived with the much desired crayons. "Hi there everyone, are we ready to have fun?" She gushed with energy.
"Yeah, but give us a minute, please." Frannie mumbled as she looked over the menu.
"Sounds great! I will be back." The brunette giggled and then disappeared.
The large group enjoyed a nice family lunch. Both Alicia and Frannie tried to talk Rebecca out of leaving but Rebecca held her ground well. She wasn't leaving her Dad alone to fend for himself on this.
After lunch, the whole family strolled down to the nearby park. All the children were getting restless and the adults weren't done bonding. While Drake, Andrew, Connie, and Conan all played together on the jungle gym, Alicia, Frannie, and Rebecca all sat down on the nearby park benches and just talked.
They stayed like that until dusk. The conversations were so lively that they didn't even feel the passage of time. They hated it when they finally realized how late it was.
"Oh Man! Did you guys know that it's 7:15? We gotta go!" Frannie exclaimed worriedly. "I was supposed to be home hours ago. I have to get these guys fed and they have homework to do." She proclaimed as she picked up her things and stomped over to the playing boys. "Becky, don't be a stranger and be careful, okay?!"
"Okay Aunt Frannie, I will do both. BYE!" Rebecca yelled from her seat when it hit her. She really did mean 'bye'. She leapt up from her hard bench and sprinted over to Frannie and the boys. She wrapped her arms around Aunt Frannie and hugged her tightly. "Bye. I will miss you." She whispered softly through tears.
"I will miss you more." Frannie whispered back as she returned Rebecca's affection. "Stay out of trouble and visit as often as you can, okay?"
They both pulled out of the hug sadly looked each other in the eye.
"I promise." Rebecca vowed and then turned toward her little cousins. "You two rug rats be good, okay? You don't want me to come back and babysit do you?"
"Are you going somewhere, Becky?" Little Andrew asked worriedly.
"Yeah you little monster." She said with affection as she bear hugged him. "I am taking a trip. Don't worry, I will be back to bother you before you know it." She added as she set him back down. "And as for you," She addressed Drake firmly. "Take care of your brother. You have only one and he is not that bad." She said with a big smile. "May I have a hug goodbye?"
"I don't like goodbyes!" Drake grumbled and then turned away from her.
"Then not goodbye…How about 'See Ya'?" She asked with a light laugh.
"That sounds good." He agreed and gave her a big hug. "See Ya!" He yelled and then dashed over to the car.
"Bye!" Rebecca yelled as they all climbed into their new station wagon. She had tears running down her cheeks in sadness but held back the real pain as much as possible. Then she turned back to Aunt Alicia. "I guess we should go too." She added sadly.
They all piled into Alicia's green station wagon and slowly began the drive home. The instant the station wagon began moving, all the children fell straight to sleep leaving Aunt Alicia and Rebecca to talk alone.
"At any time you feel that you need to get away, come to us, okay? Our doors are always open to you, Sweetie. Never feel that you need an invite." Alicia announced in the silence.
"Thank you Auntie Alicia, I hope that I will not need to run away but if I do, I will come to you. Thank you." Rebecca appreciated the back-up but she didn't figure that she would need it.
Martin was worriedly waiting for Rebecca in the driveway when Alicia pulled up. He knew that she was with Alicia but why were they out so late?
"Oh Man! Dad's gonna kill me. We didn't call and it's late. Oh Man!" Rebecca worried out loud.
"Don't worry Sweetie, you will be fine." Alicia reassured as she stepped out of the green station wagon.
"Come on Becky, we've got to go!" Martin yelled out at his daughter. "The movers are finishing up right now. They want us to inspect the load and then they are done. We have to go!"
Jacob appeared next to his little brother. He needed the last goodbye. This was it. "Take care, little bro. Call me and tell me how you are, okay?" He asked as he pulled Martin into one last hug.
"I got it. I will call you." Martin faked annoyance. "I will miss you Jacob!" He cried as they hugged again.
"Me too, Martin…Me too" He agreed and then they both shook hands. Jacob then turned his attention to his only niece. "Take care of him, okay and be good."
"I will Uncle Jacob. He will be safe with me. Don't worry." She reassured him as they shared a tight hug. "I will miss you Uncle Jacob but I will not forget you. I promise."
"You'll be back. I know it." Jacob added and then stepped away to help Alicia get the sleeping children inside. "Hey Martin?!"
"Yeah?"
"Don't do anything that I wouldn't do!"
"Which means…Do it all!" Martin laughed hard as he sat down in his car.
Both Martin and Rebecca rode home in silence. Today was tough and tomorrow was the last day left to them before they were gone and they only had a couple of errands and then they were done.
Martin quickly checked up on the movers and approved their work while Rebecca slept in the car. The house that both he and Elise had lived in and raised a daughter sat cold and empty now. He quietly shuffled through each room and reminisced as he inspected the work of the movers. This was hard but he had to do it.
It was clean. Everything was gone. Even the little framed picture of Rebecca's baby feet was packed away somewhere. He smiled as he let the tears fall. "Elise, come with us. There is nothing here to hold you. Stay with us, okay?" He spoke to the ceiling. "I need you. We need you. Come with us."
Martin felt a sudden rush of cold air wisp across his cheek and head out the door. He smiled and then turned and left the dark and empty house to sit alone.
The next day, Martin and Rebecca woke up in a cheap hotel room. There was no other lodgings with openings that night.
"What do we do on our last day in this town?" Martin asked expectantly as he shaved.
"Well, how about we go fishing?"
"No, too dirty. I don't want to smell like fish tomorrow. How about we go shopping, catch a meal, and then see a movie? It will be our day out." Martin proposed with a huge smile.
"I love it Dad!" Rebecca agreed. "We can even take one last drive around town just to remember what it looks like."
"Deal!"
They did just that. They went shopping at the local mall and bought more stuff than they possibly needed. Then they went on a sightseeing drive around town. They ended up driving for three hours just chatting about the different places as they drove. Then Dad chose a Red Lobster for dinner. They ate like kings. With their bellies full, they went to the last showing of a movie. They didn't get out until 11pm and they were exhausted.
Martin took them back to the roach motel for their last night of sleep before the long trip to their new home. The small family was sound asleep in seconds.
At 6am the next day, a loud ticking noise woke up Rebecca. She wasn't as sound a sleeper as her Dad. "We are still in here!" She yelled at the door from her bed. "No Maid!"
"Maid?" A familiar voice called from the opposite side of the door. "I am not a maid. It's time to get going."
Rebecca hurriedly pulled on her jeans and yelled at her Dad. "She's here! Come on Dad get up!"
Martin grumbled and rolled over in frustration. "What time is it?"
"6 am and that lady is at our door. Now get up!"
Martin leapt out of bed and dashed into the small restroom."Already?! She is here already?"
Rebecca finished putting on her sneakers and checked her hair. "Yeah, I guess she wanted an early start, huh?"
Martin peeked out the banged up white restroom door. "I guess she was being nice to let us sleep in this late." He joked.
"Yeah, I guess so. Now hurry. We can't keep Her Highness waiting." Rebecca pushed.
"Hey no jokes like that. She is going to be my new boss. We keep it straight and cool with her, alright?" He firmly added as he stepped out of the bathroom perfectly dressed and ready to go. "Alright…Shall we get going?" He spoke with a slightly nervous smile.
Rebecca nodded and then opened the front door to their tiny room. "Hi Miss Margeaux, you are early." She pointed out the obvious. "But we are ready."
"Great, shall we take my car?" Adrianne asked sweetly as she pointed to her black stretch limo.
"What about my car? What will happen to it?" Martin asked a little dejectedly.
"It will be shipped to you. Not a problem." She reassured him as she linked arms with Martin. "I am going to take very good care of you."
Rebecca gave the smiling red-head a course look but followed her Dad and the woman out to the waiting limousine. She then slid into the back first and glanced around the interior in awe. She had never been inside a limousine before in her life. This was cool!
Adrianne helped Martin get inside the stretched limo and then slipped in very smoothly. Once they were comfortably inside, she offered Martin a drink. "Champagne? To celebrate our new beginnings." She asked as she held up a crystal flute and a bottle of Dom.
"No thanks, I don't drink at 6 am." Martin waved it off.
"Suit yourself but you are missing out on one of life's little treasures." Adrianne spoke softly as she poured herself a tall sparkling glassful and then sipped carefully from it. "Shall we talk business then? I need you to sign that contract. It is just a minor agreement of employment. Every business has one." She pointed toward a stack of papers sitting patiently on the black leather seat.
Martin lifted the rather heavy stack and then casually flipped through them. It was rather dark inside the tinted windowed vehicle so he couldn't really read it. He knew what it had entailed and that was good enough for him. "Do you have a pen?"
Adrianne smiled coolly and slid a silver pen out of her dress. She must have kept it in or near her bosom. "I have this one, if you would like?"
Martin blushed as he snagged the silver writing device from her perfectly manicured hands. He then signed the thick document 3 times before he was complete.
Adrianne snagged the legal form from Martin instantly. "Thank you, Mr. Hartman and once again, welcome to Knight Reconstructions. Now I must ask a favor from you both." She led on evenly.
Both Martin and Rebecca leaned in close to hear.
"I need you both to take a test for me. It's a quick test but it has to be done." She reassured from behind her crystal champagne flute. "I need you to put on these masks and breathe normally. The masks are designed to test you for colds or allergies." She lied easily.
Martin and Rebecca looked at the full face masks with skepticism. Why do this here? Why now? Well, they trusted their new boss so they slipped them on over their heads.
The colorless and odorless gas worked instantly. Adrianne smiled evilly as she watched both father and daughter fall into a deep sleep.
"Sleep well, when you awake you will be home." She spoke to the two unconscious forms stretched out on the floor of the limo.
