Author's Note - Thanks so much to those who reviewed! I hope you like this chapter just as much as the first one. Kind of short, but you'll see why in the next one. I felt I needed to have a chapter explaining Kay's letters and the assumptions that she and the family make. Just wait til the next one and you'll know what I mean. lolz...sorry to confuse you.
Find Your Way Back
by I3rownEyedGirl
An awkward silence filled the usually lively Bennett kitchen. Although it was well into the early afternoon, each member of the Bennett family was still dressed in their pajamas. Grace busied herself with making coffee and breakfast, anything to take her mind of the current situation. Charity, Jessica, John, and David sat around the breakfast table solemnly. No one knew quite what to say.
Sam paced back and forth across the kitchen floor, clutching the letter in his hands. He had read the note a hundred times already. In fact, he knew the words by heart. He just didn't understand them. The letter was vague and to the point...it didn't give any clues to where Kay could have gone or how she was doing. "Please don't worry" she had said. "There is nothing keeping me in Harmony anymore..." was another thing she wrote. It was taking all of his control to remain strong for the family, and he was just wanted to know that his little girl was safe.
Miguel burst into the kitchen, dressed in old jeans, his flannel shirt, and work boots. Pilar follwed in after him. It had taken this long to get a hold of him because he was up early in the mornings to work on the fishing boat. They had docked just minutes before, and Miguel wasted no time getting to the Bennetts. The envelope was on the counter, his name scrawled with curvy letters on sea green paper. Miguel wasted no time opening it, he felt all their eyes on him, watching his every move. He sensed their worry and desperation, and couldn't help but feel responsible. He felt his heart breaking as he read the words, not quite believing they were really there. "Last night, I fell in the park and landed on my stomach...hard. I'm sorry Miguel, but I just know that the pregnancy couldn't have survived that. I'm sorry about everything."
Stray tears slid down his cheeks. "What? What is it?" Sam asked concerned pulling the letter from Miguel's hands and reading it for himself. He was silent and still, none of the news was sinking in just yet. "Mijo, what's wrong?" Pilar asked her distraught son.
"She lost the baby, Mama." Miguel answered solemnly, holding onto his mother and crying softly in her arms.
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Find Your Way Back
by I3rownEyedGirl
An awkward silence filled the usually lively Bennett kitchen. Although it was well into the early afternoon, each member of the Bennett family was still dressed in their pajamas. Grace busied herself with making coffee and breakfast, anything to take her mind of the current situation. Charity, Jessica, John, and David sat around the breakfast table solemnly. No one knew quite what to say.
Sam paced back and forth across the kitchen floor, clutching the letter in his hands. He had read the note a hundred times already. In fact, he knew the words by heart. He just didn't understand them. The letter was vague and to the point...it didn't give any clues to where Kay could have gone or how she was doing. "Please don't worry" she had said. "There is nothing keeping me in Harmony anymore..." was another thing she wrote. It was taking all of his control to remain strong for the family, and he was just wanted to know that his little girl was safe.
Miguel burst into the kitchen, dressed in old jeans, his flannel shirt, and work boots. Pilar follwed in after him. It had taken this long to get a hold of him because he was up early in the mornings to work on the fishing boat. They had docked just minutes before, and Miguel wasted no time getting to the Bennetts. The envelope was on the counter, his name scrawled with curvy letters on sea green paper. Miguel wasted no time opening it, he felt all their eyes on him, watching his every move. He sensed their worry and desperation, and couldn't help but feel responsible. He felt his heart breaking as he read the words, not quite believing they were really there. "Last night, I fell in the park and landed on my stomach...hard. I'm sorry Miguel, but I just know that the pregnancy couldn't have survived that. I'm sorry about everything."
Stray tears slid down his cheeks. "What? What is it?" Sam asked concerned pulling the letter from Miguel's hands and reading it for himself. He was silent and still, none of the news was sinking in just yet. "Mijo, what's wrong?" Pilar asked her distraught son.
"She lost the baby, Mama." Miguel answered solemnly, holding onto his mother and crying softly in her arms.
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