THE DAVIS HOME
- LIVING ROOM
What are you doing here?" Grace Davis exclaimed at the sight of him
standing in the doorway.
"I knew you didn't have
to work at the bookstore, tonight, so I thought that you might want to go out to
dinner." Trevor Callison walked into the living room. "Um,
Lorraine Davis nodded politely as she tried to hide her uneasiness.
can't tell you how surprised I was to hear about your marriage to Douglas." He felt slightly awkward around her. It wasn't easy
to simply erase the past that they shared from his mind. "And about
"So, I guess you've
heard." Lorraine blushed slightly.
beans, I guess," Grace confessed.
"Well, nonetheless, I
hope you're very happy." Trevor eyed her curiously. No matter,
what had happened, he'd always wanted Lorraine to be happy. Even during
the difficult period at the end of their relationship and afterward, he'd never
wanted to see her hurt. Now, maybe should could find the happiness she'd
always been searching for.
Happy? Lorraine thought
to herself. No, that wasn't exactly the right word.
"Relieved" was more like it. Relieved that the truth was finally
out. Relieved that the horrible choice of what to do with her child was behind
"Have you talked to Patterson? I saw him right after the wedding and he didn't seem to be
doing very well." He walked over and sat down next to Lorraine on the
"I know this is difficult
for him." Lorraine chose her words very carefully. "But
this is something he's going to have to deal with and accept. There's no
changing what's happened."
"I'm sure he'll realize
that in time." He gave her hand a reassuring pat and then turned to
look at Grace who stood off to the side and watched them intently.
"Well, I guess I better
leave you two alone," Lorraine spoke up as she rose from the sofa and
proceeded to head upstairs. "There's a book I've been meaning to
After Lorraine had left the
room, Grace walked over and took her place on the sofa next to Trevor. She
smiled at him awkwardly as she thought about how much he cared for her and about
how difficult she found it to accept his feelings.
"You know, Trevor, I've
been thinking about you a lot, lately," she confessed sheepishly.
"About you and how you feel about me."
His face nearly lit up with excitement at the thought that he hadn't been very
far from her thoughts. "Have you been thinking about how you feel
about me? Have you finally come to realize that you can't deny my
"I...I went to see Momma
the other day." Uncomfortable, she tried to make a swift change in
the topic of conversation. "She's not doing too well. She
didn't even know who I was. She...she went a little crazy."
"Honey, you know that
your mother has her ups and downs." He wrapped his arm around her and
pulled her closer for support. "She's still quite ill. That's
not going to change overnight."
"I know." With
his arms around her, she suddenly began to feel safe as worries about her mother
and her life began to slip away from her. Why did being around him fill
her with the strange sense of both calm and panic? Slowly, she looked up at
him and found herself lost in his eyes. They could always have such an
effect on her. "T-Trevor," she stammered, "Why are you
always there when I need you? Why do you care so much?"
"I'm here because I love
you, Grace," he smiled as he gently placed a finger under her chin.
"And when you love someone as much as I love you, you want to be there for
them...no matter what."
"I-I really haven't done
a very good job of being there for you," she confessed as she thought about
the difficult situation his family had been facing concerning his parents'
"You've been exactly what
I've needed to take my mind of my father's inexcusable behavior with
Annabelle Lake." He watched her closely and noticed the slight quivering of her
bottom lip. "And, besides, I know how you really feel about me.
You won't admit it, but I know how you feel."
"W-what do you
"Grace, I love you and I
know you love me, too." Trevor looked deeply into her eyes.
"When are you going to just give up on fighting it and admit it to
me? When are you finally going to tell the truth and tell me that you love
Grace tried to fight the fear
that must surely have filled her eyes. He had nailed her, point blank, on
her feelings and emotions. Now, what in the world was she going to do?