A week passed and Steffanie was finally able to go home. She decided that instead of sitting in a hotel room all day that she wanted to go home for a while and see her son. Kane even said he'd take time off and go with her. She was packing her bag when she picked up her old baby blanket. It was hand sewn with pink yarn, white flowers made out of yarn were sewn on it, and stitched around the edges with bright pink silk lace. Her grandmother had worked on it for a whole month when she found out her mom was pregnant with her. She always carried it with her in one of those airtight bags. She only took it out when she was having a bad time. She was gonna pass it down to her new child. She knew the baby was gonna be a girl. She often imagined what the little girl would look like. She pictured a little girl with her soft brown colored hair and Kane's amazing blue and green eyes. She was deep in thought when Kane came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She laid her head against his chest and just played with the lace on the blanket. "What would you have named her?" Kane asked.
"I don't know," she said, "I never got a chance to think about it" Kane could hear the tears in her voice. He turned her around to face him and wiped a tear of her cheek. Then he just held her for a while.
"Let's get you home," he said grabbing her bag. When they landed in Ohio they rented a car. They drove to her parents farm. It wasn't big, but it was beautiful. They parked and started walking up the gravel path to the house. "So you grew up here?" Kane asked.
"Since I was three," Steffanie said, "I use to help dad with all the animals around here"
"Any animal you didn't like?" he asked.
Just then a chicken came flopping up to her and she jumped back into Kane's arms and screamed a little bit. "Guess that's my answer," he said. For a minute he saw her beautiful smile. They walked in and Thomas ran up to Steffanie. She swooped the little boy up and hugged him. She had missed him alot. She spent most of that day with Thomas. They mainly played with his blocks and she read to him. After dinner she put Thomas down for a nap and just relaxed on the sofa with Kane. It wasn't long before he passed out on the couch. She got up and took a blanket from the back of the couch and threw it over him and kissed his cheek. "He must have been tired," her mom said.
"Yeah, he won't sleep long though. That's a small couch" Steffanie said, "I'm gonna go check out the old horse stables" Steffanie use to love the horse stables when she was growing up, but, after all the horses died of some weird illness it didn't seem the same. she walked into the old barn they used for the horses and just looked around. She spent hours petting and grooming the horses they had. Suddenly they big barn door slammed shut. She didn't think much of it. She chopped it up to the wind. She stopped at a stall that said Brownie on it. Brownie use to be her pony until it got sick. She started smelling smoke. Kane was stretched out on the couch as much as he could be when he heard the haunting voice again. "Kane get up!" it said, "she's in danger!" Kane opened his eyes and looked around, but didn't see anyone. He shrugged it off and tried to sleep again. "Steffanie needs you now Glen!" the voice said again. This time he shot up and noticed Steffanie wasn't in the room. He went into the kitchen and only saw her mother. "Is Steff around?' he asked. He always felt awkward around her parents. Before she could answer they heard her father screaming "FIRE!"
