Decisions
Casey opened the pantry door as her eyes scanned the shelves for the chili powder. She found the spice rack no problem and reached her hand into the alphabetized mess. She growled in frustration. She was sick again. She would find little things around the house to do. Such as organizing the spice rack.
She could always tell when she was stressed out because she became all mental every single time. And right now…she was stressed.
Casey walked back over to the pot of homemade soup she had sitting on the stove and added the recommended amount of seasoning. She then unconsciously began to stir the brew. Her eyes traveled about the walls of the cozy little kitchen. She landed on a picture that was taken a month ago. She smiled, even though the people in it could not see her.
It was a picture of Bailey's first birthday. Tina and Sawyer were holding her while Jack had popped into the back behind them. The baby, herself, was covered in chocolate cake. Casey chortled to thin air as she reminisced.
Suddenly, a sharp pain rocketed through her hand. She looked down and saw that she had set her hand on the edge of the pot. Casey quickly rushed to the sink and turned on the cold water and let it run over her burnt hand.
She wet a towel and rapped it around her hand. Casey leaned back on the sink and let her mind wander back to the picture on the wall. It made her think of Taylor, of the grandbaby she didn't know.
"God I hate this." She whispered to herself. "I miss you very much." It was a feeble attempt to try and get through to Taylor but it was an attempt. "I wish…I wish there was something I could do." Casey's eyes began to well with tears.
That's when it hit her. The idea. She knew what to do.
Casey put the towel down and examined the red mark on her hand. 'It'll be fine,' she thought. Then she ran into the living room where Jack was reading a book.
"Come on Jack." He sat up and looked at her with a strange expression.
"Where are we going?" He asked. He put his book down and pulled on his shoes.
"We're going to Sawyer's. We've got work to do." She winked at him with a bright smile. The first bright smile she had shed in months.
A/N: Man it feels good to be back. I know this is kind of a short chapter but it's leading up to something big. Don't worry it's worth it. And like I said I'll be posting at a steadier rate now that my show is done. I think I'll try to post most of the stuff on the weekends. Well, I guess until next weekend! Dirrtyxtina...e-mail me! I miss you too!