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Chapter 3

The next morning came early and the men were out the door in a hurry leaving Jean to make sure that Mrs. Dunwoody got her prescription. The patient of her husband was due in at ten-thirty, so Jean made sure that breakfast had been properly cleared and dishes cleaned. Then she started seeing if she had enough supplies to bring more sandwiches out to the farm. The men had each taken one this morning, but she wondered if the cadets had enough to eat or if it was going to be a long day maybe dinner would be a sandwich too.

"Short on bread and meat," Jean frowned.

"Hey Jean, I'm heading out. Do you need anything?" Rose asked.

"I think I'm all set. I have my shopping list and I have the prescription for Mrs. Dunwoody. You have a good day. See you for dinner?" Jean wondered.

"Wouldn't miss it," Rose smiled and scooted out the front door. Jean smiled and looked at her watch. There wasn't enough time to run to the store, so she made a quick sweep of the house, making sure that nothing was in a major state of disarray.

Her sweep led her to the door of the studio and she paused in the doorway. Everything that Lucien had been through started with some of his best memories of this room. Now they were going to turn it into a room where they could make new memories.

Memories were a weird thing. When they had gone out to the farm that had once been hers and Christopher's, her mind noted the things that the Dempster's had changed. She caught herself judging them for their decisions – which she knew was wholly unfair. It wasn't her house anymore – it hadn't been for years. Somehow it was made worse to find out that the next owners had not made their own happy memories there. Instead, it had been filled with lies, deception, and eventually murder plots.

The sound of the doorbell shook her from her thoughts and she headed for the front door. Opening the door, she found Mrs. Dunwoody. Jean let her in and told her to wait just a second.

"Here you go," Jean smiled.

"Much appreciated. I forgot to ask for a refill and now I'll be out of medicine in a few days," the older woman smiled back.

"Happens to the best of us. If you need something more, let us know," Jean told her. She could sense that something was bothering her husband's patient, but she wasn't sure if she should press.

"Please pass on my thanks to Doctor Blake," Mrs. Dunwoody said before she turned around to go.

"Are you all right?" Jean couldn't help herself. The woman stopped in her tracks but slowly turned around. Inwardly Jean cringed that maybe she'd overstepped. However, she was met with a woman in tears.

"Oh Mrs. Dunwoody," Jean pulled her into a hug and then helped her into the living room. They took a seat on the couch and Jean tried to comfort her, handing her a handkerchief.

"I'm sorry…" the woman apologized.

"No need to be sorry," Jean told her.

"I went to get that assessment Lucien suggested I get while you were on your honeymoon. It's not good news," Mrs. Dunwoody admitted. Now Jean had no idea what she meant – Lucien took his patient's privacy very seriously.

"Have you talked to Lucien about this?" The doctor's wife wanted to know.

"No, I just got the bad news yesterday afternoon," Mrs. Dunwoody said.

"Let me make a phone call," Jean said. The woman nodded and Jean quickly called the precinct hoping that Lucien was there, or someone knew how to get ahold of him. The constable who answered told Jean to wait and he'd radio Matthew's car. An exchange occurred and the constable got back on the line with Jean.

"Doctor Blake says for her to go to the hospital and see Doctor Harvey. He's going to call Doctor Harvey from the farmhouse," the constable let her know.

"Thank you," Jean said before hanging up. She quickly placed another call – this one to Rose at the paper. She quickly explained that she had to help Mrs. Dunwoody and that the sandwiches were in need of assistance as far as getting made and getting delivered. Rose promised to help out as soon as she spoke to her new boss and the plan for the day was set.

To Be Continued…