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Wildfire
Chapter 1
Christine Slattery looked at the nearby hillside and groaned. So much vegetation and undergrowth that would just be fuel for the next wildfire. The difference was; that hillside was close to the home she had fought tooth and nail for. Her home. Her children’s home. She just wished it was her husband’s home.

“Mom? Dinner is ready.” Katie called from the porch. Katie kept Christine sane. She kept the house up, fixed meals, loved on the younger ones and even made them laugh occasionally. Christine would be lost without her.

Hannah had her good points. But she wanted to be anywhere other than where they were. She wanted to find Mike. Wanted to see the world. Wanted to go to college. But there was no money and Christine needed her home. Hannah definitely had Mike’s wanderlust.

Christine had been pregnant but Mike hadn’t known. She gave birth with Katie’s help. Twins; Eli and Emma were now five. But; Christine was a glutton for punishment. As the years wore on, she had ‘adopted’ three more children that were orphaned. Josie, Jimmy and Juniper were siblings and Christine adored them.

So, there was a lot of stake. Christine walked into the house and smiled at the bright, open living room and kitchen. It was definitely Katie’s domain but it was home. She heard two-year-old Juniper giggle. It made her smile. “What’s for dinner?” Christine asked as she washed her hands and face.

“Fried chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, fresh vegetables and a peach pie. Also got fresh milk.” Katie said. She maintained the garden and farm animals and did a remarkable job.

“Sounds delicious. How’d school go?” Christine asked. Katie homeschooled the younger kids as well.

“Well…I had to separate Eli and Jimmy.” Katie said.

“Hannah…set the table.” Christine yelled up the stairs.

“I can get it.” Katie said.

“Nah. She can do it. Let’s get this dished up and in serving bowls.” Christine said. Hannah came down the steps with the younger kids following her. “Did you wash hands and faces?” Christine asked the younger kids. Unfortunately, Christine didn’t have as much time to be a mother. Katie and sometimes Hannah fulfilled the nurturing role. Christine ended up being the one that provided for them and doled out discipline.

“Yeah.” Eli replied.

“That’s ‘Yes, ma’am.’” Christine corrected.

“Yes, ma’am.” Eli said, rather sarcastically.

“Alright, Eli; you are not to feed the peas to the dog. It doesn’t do any favors for her stomach.” Katie said. The dog, Jules, was the one thing that Katie had asked for. And Jules was a good dog.

“And no chicken bones. It’ll cause her to choke.” Christine added. Eli made a face but nodded. Jules got under the table, like every meal and they began eating, each helping the younger kids.

“Mom, can we go to town tomorrow?” Hannah asked.

“What for?” Christine asked.

“I want to check new books out at the library.” Hannah answered.

“More like there’s a guy she likes.” Eli tattled.

“Eli.” Christine quietly warned. She needed a male role model around for the boys. And honestly; the girls too. Too bad, Mike was nowhere around.

“I do need some flour and sugar, Mom.” Katie remarked. She had no interest in leaving the farm. Just giving Christine the list of what she needed.

“Okay.” Christine agreed.

“And maybe some fabric? The girls are needing new dresses.” Katie suggested gently.

“Okay.” Christine said. She’d have to look at the cheaper fabric but Katie didn’t ask for a lot.

They ate dinner and Christine helped with baths for the little ones while Hannah washed dishes. It was almost ten pm before Christine got to her own bedroom and she stood at the door and looked at the queen-sized bed.

“I bet wherever Dad is, he misses you too.” Katie said from behind her.

“How’d you know I was thinking about him?” Christine asked.

“Because you’ve been twisting your wedding band around on your finger for a week solid. And it's your twenty-fifth anniversary tomorrow.” Katie said.

“I’ve been thinking about selling it. We need the money.” Christine said as she stepped into the room and kicked her boots off.

“I finished another quilt. Sell it. Don’t ever sell that ring.” Katie replied.

“I love you sweetheart.” Christine said, kissing Katie’s forehead.

“I love you too. C’mon, Jules.” Katie said. The very obedient dog followed her human, just like every night.

Christine showered and settled into bed; trying not to think about Mike and how much she missed and needed him. Nights were the hardest. Christine was physically and emotionally exhausted but sleep and peace was hard to come by.

She hated going into town, so she wanted to get there and be back before it got busy. Katie gave her the list and eggs to sale, as well as the beautiful new quilt. Christine and Hannah got in the old truck at half past eight and began the drive.

“I hate this truck. So ugly.” Hannah complained.

“It always starts.” Christine replied.

“So, while I’m at the library; you’re doing the shopping?” Hannah asked, trying to get out of helping.

“I suppose.” Christine said, not feeling like arguing. Thankfully, Hannah didn’t say anything else and they pulled into the small town. “Alright; I’ll be at the restaurant selling the eggs, then going to the boutique to try and sell the quilt. Then the grocery store.” Christine said.

“Would be easier if we both had cellphones.” Hannah remarked.

“An hour.” Christine replied before grabbing the eggs. Thankfully, the restaurant would buy anything Katie grew or made and didn’t mind paying a bit more.

“Can I get you a cup of coffee? A sandwich?” Sally, the restaurant owner asked.

“Thanks but no. Katie will be canning potatoes soon. Do you want any?” Christine asked.

“If she can cut them for French Fries, I would. And if she does any hashbrowns, I would take those too.” Sally said.

“I will put the request in.” Christine said. She followed Sally out and looked out the restaurant. “Do you have any open positions?” Christine asked.

“I’m sorry. No. I just laid off a waitress.” Sally replied.

“Alright, thanks.” Christine said. She focused on a man in a corner booth. He was big and though he was turned away from her, looked familiar. “Sally, that man in the corner? Who is he?” Christine asked.

“Some retired Admiral. Got wind his long-lost family might have been here. I think he’s just driving himself into the bottle though.” Sally answered.

“Do you know his name?” Christine asked.

“No.” Sally said.

“I’m gonna ask him about Mike.” Christine said. She wasn’t sure why she felt compelled to, but she walked towards the booth. “Excuse me, Sir. Sally told me you were a retired Admiral. My…husband was a Commander on the…” Christine said. Just then, the man looked up at her and although he had aged, she recognized him immediately.

“Christine?” Mike asked. Christine sunk down in the booth across from him and stared in shock.

“How…” Christine asked.

“Long story. I’ve missed you.” Mike said. He reached across and touched her hand.

“I’ve missed you too. I was just…selling eggs here.” Christine said, suddenly ashamed of herself.

“Have you eaten?” Mike asked.

“No. I only eat once a day. Twice on Sundays. Katie insists.” Christine said. Mike cracked a smile.

“Hannah?” Mike asked.

“She’s at the library…supposedly.” Christine replied.

“Supposedly?” Mike asked. Just then, Sally walked up and handed Christine a cup of coffee and a plate of pancakes and sausage.

“Sally, I can’t…” Christine said.

“I’ll cover it.” Mike said; handing Sally some cash.

“Mike–I was pregnant. I didn’t tell you because I was scared we wouldn’t make it. I didn’t want you grieving for someone you didn’t know about. I had twins, Eli and Emma. We got here and settled. About six months later; I came up on three siblings that had been orphaned. I took them in. Josie, Jimmy and Juniper.” Christine explained.

“I see.” Mike said, looking back out the window.

“Mike…I want to keep them. I love them and while I’ve not been the mother any of the kids deserve, they are my world.” Christine said.

“No family?” Mike asked.

“No. The local sheriff tried to find them. No luck.” Christine replied.

“How have you managed? That’s seven kids…” Mike asked.

“Katie, honestly. She has been a rock.” Christine said. Mike’s relationship with Katie had been seriously flawed before.
“Doesn’t sound like Katie.” Mike remarked.

“Katie is amazing. I know you and she had issues before but she’s matured. You should give her another chance.” Christine insisted.

“There was no love lost between Katie and I.” Mike replied.

“Back then, that bothered you and I am sure you’ve regretted it.” Christine replied. Mike looked away for a moment and nodded.

“I do want to see Hannah and meet the twins.” Mike remarked.

“And meet Josie, Jimmy and Juniper. And Katie. I know she’s missed you, Mike. And if you weren’t so stubborn, you would say you missed her as well.” Christine said.

“So, where do you live?” Mike asked.

“A couple miles outside of town. I’ve got to do a bit of grocery shopping; if you’d like to come with me. I will want you out there with us. You might as well get what you want too. I’m sure Katie won’t mind cooking whatever you might want.” Christine said as she stood up.

“I seriously doubt she’ll do anything for me.” Mike complained as he stood up. He threw money on the table and Christine led him out.

“Just have a bit of faith and grace. Katie is not like you remember. Here’s my truck.” Christine said. Mike got in the passenger side and looked at the quilt Katie had made.

“This is beautiful. Did you do this?” Mike said as he touched the quilt.

“No. Katie did it. She does beautiful work. I was supposed to sell that today. Money has been a bit tight.” Christine replied.

“Don’t sell it. It’s so pretty.” Mike said as he touched the quilt.

“I just needed grocery money.” Christine replied, feeling guilty.

“I understand and I’ll give you whatever you need. Just don’t want this sold.” Mike said.

“It was either that or my wedding band. Katie didn’t want me to sell the ring.” Christine replied as she pulled into the grocery store.

“I noticed it is just the band. Where’s the engagement ring?” Mike asked as they got out of the truck.

“Mike; I did have to sell that. The kids got sick a couple years ago and they needed medicine.” Christine answered.

“That’s fine.” Mike said. They walked into the store and Christine looked around.

“Katie made a list. Just flour and sugar. Probably better get coffee too. And fabric so she can sew dresses for the little girls.” Christine replied. She looked at the list and Mike shook his head.

“What about other stuff? Meat, vegetables, cereal, milk?” Mike asked.

“Oh…Katie has a fully operational farm. We butcher our own meat and have a dairy. Huge garden.” Christine replied.

“So, she cooks three meals a day?” Mike asked.

“Two. Lunch, we just do sandwiches and soup.” Christine replied.

“Okay. This is going to take some getting used to.” Mike remarked.

“If you want that stuff we can get it. I’m sure Katie won’t mind.” Christine encouraged.

“No. What she makes is probably much healthier.” Mike replied.

“Good. Yes, we do eat good.” Christine said as they walked through the store. She picked up sugar, flour, coffee and salt; things Katie said she needed.
“Your list says fabric. They don’t have that here, do they?” Mike asked.

“No. That store is across the road.” Christine replied.

“Alright.” Mike said. They finished shopping and Mike paid for the supplies she had gotten.

“I didn’t ask…where’s your vehicle?” Christine asked.

“Back at the hotel.” Mike replied.

“Once we finish; if you want to follow me home?” Christine said. Mike loaded the groceries into her vehicle and they walked to the fabric store.

“Yeah.” Mike replied. The fabric store was not his domain and he just watched her picking out the fabric. She asked for ten yards of a flowery print and ten of the gingham. “How many dresses?” Mike asked.

“For Emma, Josie and Juniper.” Christine replied.

“Is twenty yards enough?” Mike asked, confused.

“Katie will make do.” Christine replied, adding thread. Mike grabbed some more fabric; a pretty blue and pink and a plaid.

“Can I get ten more yards of each of that, please? Chris; what thread?” Mike asked. Christine picked out two more spools and nodded at the attendant.

“She’ll really appreciate it. And the little girls will too.” Christine replied.

“What about the boys?” Mike asked as he paid for the fabric.

“I make them wooden toys.” Christine replied. She didn’t want the kids overly spoiled. She was handed the package and Mike followed her out. “I’ll write my address down and will go get Hannah. But; before we part ways, Sally said she thought looking for us was driving you into the bottle. Any truth to that? I don’t mind an occasional beer or glass of bourbon but I want you concentrating on the kids.” Christine asked.

“I…am drinking more than I’d like but I wouldn’t continue. It was missing you and the kids.” Mike admitted.

“That we can deal with.” Christine said, squeezing his shoulder.

“It might be a rough few days.” Mike said.

“We’ll handle it. We’re together. That’s what matters.” Christine replied.

“That sounds good. I did miss you all. Even Katie.” Mike remarked.

“Just don’t hold that stuff against her. She really is amazing. You’ll see for yourself.” Christine said. She handed Mike her address and kissed his cheek.

“Drive safe.” Mike replied.

“You too.” Christine said, touching his hand. They separated ways and Christine quickly found Hannah. As soon as Hannah got in the truck; she noticed the quilt.

“I thought that was getting sold?” Hannah asked.

“Not today.” Christine answered. She didn’t want to tell Hannah yet about Mike. In case he didn’t show up and also because she wanted Katie to know at the same time.

“Katie will be happy. She really loves that quilt. The pattern is called ‘The Sailor’s Star.’” Hannah remarked.

“Good.” Christine said. It made her smile inwardly. Despite their fractured relationship, Katie really loved Mike alot. Christine suspected all the work Katie did, and all the things she did extra for Christine was to meet Mike’s approval if he ever did show back up. Christine just hoped Mike would give his oldest daughter another chance.

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Wildfire
Chapter 2
Mike was nervous. Nervous to meet the twins and the three kids Christine had adopted. Nervous that he wouldn’t fit into the lifestyle Christine and Katie had carved out. And most nervous about Katie. Their relationship was beyond in tatters before. Mike hadn’t spoken to Katie for a week before he left for the Arctic. He could have done a better job parenting her. And he should have never communicated to her that he hated her. He wasn’t sure how to right that wrong.

He packed up his clothes, ridded himself of all the alcohol. Mike knew the next few days would be hard and he hated that he would be detoxing at the same time that he would be getting to know his wife and kids again. He checked out of the hotel and headed to the address Christine had given him. He pulled into the driveway and looked around. The barn could use a coat of paint, but it was well-maintained otherwise and the farmhouse was rambling. He grabbed his suitcase, walked up onto the porch and Christine opened the front door and smiled. She stepped back out and shut the door behind her.

“Do they know?” Mike asked.

“They do and they are excited. Katie is nervous too.” Christine said.

“I understand that.” Mike remarked.

“So…the withdrawals? When do you anticipate that happening?” Christine asked.

“Probably tomorrow or the next day.” Mike replied, ashamed of himself. Christine reached up and patted his cheek.

“We will handle it. You ready to go in?” Christine asked.

“Yeah.” Mike said. Christine opened the door again and led Mike in. The house had an open first floor and was bright. The living room had a couch, chairs and colorful blankets and afghans. “Where are they?” Mike asked.

“Katie home-schools them. Its class-time. I figured it would give you time to get settled in.” Christine replied, leading him towards the stairs.

“Where am I sleeping?” Mike asked, not even sure of his marriage.

“Well, I was hoping with me but we can resituate the kids if you need.” Christine answered.

“No need. I don’t mind sleeping with you.” Mike replied. He followed her into a nice bedroom, painted yellow. It was feminine but would serve Mike well. The quilt that Mike had admired was sitting at the end of the bed.

“Katie wanted you to have that. I didn’t realize it but she had a couple of your old shirts that were getting ratty. She cut them up and used the fabric and the actual pattern is called ‘Sailor’s Star.’” Christine explained as she unfolded it and used the bed to show Mike the full pattern.

“It is like a north star.” Mike remarked, admiring the quilt.

“She used an old flannel shirt of yours and then kind of a chambray. Of all the quilts she’s done; this is my favorite.” Christine said.

“I haven’t seen the others but I do like this one.” Mike replied.

“We’ll make the bed with it later. I have room for you in the closet if you want to unpack?” Christine asked.

“Sure.” Mike replied. Christine quickly helped him unpack his few belongings and stowed the suitcase under the bed.
“You ready to go downstairs?” Christine asked.

“I’m nervous.” Mike admitted. Christine nodded, before wrapping her arms around Mike’s waist and pulled him close. She was almost a foot shorter than Mike but she still was strong enough and Mike was willing. It felt really good to be in her arms.

“I’ve missed this.” Christine remarked into his shoulder.

“Me too.” Mike replied. He pulled back and gave Christine a kiss. He didn’t think she would be accepting but she was. It could have become passionate but they heard the kids downstairs.

“Ready?” Christine asked. She took his hand and led him downstairs. “Okay; sitting on the couch is Eli and Jimmy. Eli is wearing the blue shirt. They are close to the same age. Sitting on the floor; Emma in the pink dress, Josie with the braids and Juniper is the little one. Hannah must be outside, and Katie is in the kitchen.” Christine explained. Mike immediately looked to where Katie was, washing vegetables in the sink.

“Can…I…” MIke started, not knowing what to even say.

“You can go to her.” Christine replied. Mike nodded and walked towards the kitchen. He was nervous. He walked up beside her and touched her wrist slightly. She turned a bit towards him and he pulled her into a hug. It was something that would have never happened before.

“I’ve missed you and I am sorry. We’ll talk more later, okay?” Mike said quietly.

“Okay. I’d like that.” Katie said. Mike kissed the top of her head and smiled at her. Just then, Hannah came in and Mike hugged her.

While the girls and Christine fixed dinner; Mike visited with the younger kids. He put puzzles together with them and Juniper had settled on his lap. He had been unsure about the ‘adopted’ kids but could see how they finished out the family.

It was the best meal he’d had in a long time, even years. Chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn on the cob, and fresh cucumbers and tomatoes. Finished off with an apple pie and homemade ice cream. Shockingly the little kids ate their fill of everything and while the two girls cleaned everything up, Mike helped Christine with baths for the younger kids and read a story to the two boys.

Christine had gone back downstairs so Mike got ready for bed, already worn out. He changed the quilt to the one Katie had made, admiring the pattern and the bright colors. Just as he finished, Christine came in and smiled at the bed.

“I meant to tell you earlier; Happy Anniversary.” Mike said.

“Happy Anniversary to you too.” Christine replied before giving him a kiss.

“Sorry I didn’t have flowers or a present. I had lost track of the days until I saw Katie’s kitchen calendar.” Mike remarked as he helped Christine turn the bed down.

“Its alright. Just you being here is a present enough.” Christine replied before giving Mike a kiss.

“You may think differently in a couple days.” Mike remarked.

“In the grand scheme of things, it’ll be fleeting. And maybe it won’t be very bad?” Christine remarked.

“Chris, I was drinking a lot. When I retired, I didn’t have anything else to do.” Mike said.

“We’ll get through it. I’m gonna take a shower.” Christine replied. She gave Mike another kiss and walked into the adjoining bathroom.

Mike was honestly concerned about the next few days. He knew the alcohol withdrawals would be rough and hated being around his kids while having them but he also knew that being around his wife and children was the best medicine and therapy he could get.

Christine walked back out wearing a cotton nightgown. Not at all sexy and Mike suspected that Katie had made it for her. She climbed in next to him and cuddled close. It had been so many years that it seemed a bit awkward. Mike wrapped an arm around her and smiled into her hair.

“How are you feeling?” Christine asked finally.

“I’m okay right now.” Mike answered.

“This feels…odd.” Christine admitted.

“Yeah.” Mike agreed. He was a little shocked when Christine reached over and gave him a long kiss. It quickly became passionate. He knew they needed to talk about their problems from before but at the moment; he didn’t care. “Are you sure?” Mike asked.

“Yes.” Christine replied. Mike helped her throw the nightgown onto the floor. She was older but so was he. “I’ve missed this.” Christine remarked.

“Me too.” Mike agreed between kisses. She rolled onto her back and pulled Mike with her.

“I’m not how you remember.” Christine said.

“You’re perfect.” Mike replied just as the kisses continued.

Two hours later, he looked down at Christine, sound asleep. It had been amazing. Intense at times but exactly what he needed. And hopefully; the connection that he and Christine had recreated would be enough to get him through the next couple days.

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Wildfire

Chapter 3

Katie loved the farm.  Sure, there were days she wished she wasn’t so busy and could do the things other kids her age did; but her mom depended on her.  Now that her dad was there, she wondered what her place was.  He had been really pleasant to her, a complete turn from how they got along before.  She had started dinner and turned to see him sitting at the island looking a bit pale.

“Dad, are you okay?” Katie asked.  Her mom had explained about the alcohol withdrawals and Katie knew they would be starting soon.

“Yeah.  Just really tired.” Mike admitted.  

“Why don’t you go take a nap?” Katie suggested gently.

“I wanted to help you with dinner.” Mike remarked.

“There will be plenty of times you can help me.  I have this.  You go in and lay down.  The kids are occupied and Mom’s due back soon.  Everything will be fine.” Katie replied.  

“Alright.” Mike said; not even arguing.  He stood up and came around the island.  He gave her a hug, which shocked Katie.  Before he had not been very affectionate to her.  It had always made her jealous when she saw him give Hannah or Lucas hugs before.  But he was different now.  

“Dad…I love you.  I know I never said it before but I did then and still do now.” Katie said.  She had never said those words to her dad and she wasn’t sure what his response would be.

“I love you too, sweetheart.  We’ll talk later, I promise.” Mike replied.  He kissed the top of her head before walking towards the stairs and going up them.

Katie had to wonder if he had actually missed her and grieved for her in those years.  Her mom had told her that her dad regretted it deeply, but Katie wasn’t sure.  She was scared he was only going through the motions.  As she fixed the pork chops; she thought back years before.  

“Mike; enough.  She does help when you aren’t here.  And all these barbs…they hurt her.  You are the adult in this situation.  She is fourteen.” Christine said quietly.  They didn’t know Katie could hear them from her bedroom.  

“Exactly.  She is old enough to know better.” Mike said.

“And again…she is the child in the situation.  You are the adult.  Someday; Katie will have the choice to leave and because of the things you’ve said and done; she might not choose to come back around.  Because of that, my relationship with her could become strained and I don’t want that.  She’s also my daughter and I am not okay with how you treat her.  If it was Hannah being treated this way, how would you feel?” Christine retorted.  

“That’s not the point.” Mike replied.

“Its exactly the point.  She is your daughter too.  I remember when I had her, you were totally enamored with her.  You barely let me hold her.   So what changed?  You realized how alike you were?” Christine asked.

The memory made Katie sad.  She didn’t even remember why she and her dad fought so hard.  But she also remembered that despite the fighting, she admired him deeply.  She still did.  Now she just worried that because she hadn’t accomplished a lot, he wouldn’t be proud.  She wanted to make him proud.  

Her mom got back to the house at five-thirty and as soon as she walked in, she was looking for Katie’s dad.  She got hugs from the younger kids and turned to Katie.  “He’s upstairs.  Said he was tired.  Looked kind of pale.  I checked on him about an hour ago.  He was sound asleep and snoring.” Katie said.

“How’d things go today?” Christine asked.

“Good.  He helped with the kids a lot.  I think the boys are going to like having another guy around and Juniper is all about him.” Katie said.

“And you and him?” Christine asked.

“We didn’t fight.  I’m sure we’ll talk more when he is feeling better.  I have some chicken leftover that I’m making into a broth.  It’ll be ready soon.” Katie said.  

“I’m sure he’ll appreciate that.  It might be all he can keep down.” Christine replied.

“I hope he can keep at least that down.” Katie replied.  She checked the chicken broth and smiled at the flavor.  It was pretty good.  She ladled some into a bowl and put everything on a breakfast tray.  “Do you want me to carry this up?” Katie asked.

“I can get it.  Unless you want to check on him yourself?” Christine asked.

“You can.” Katie said.

“Katie, he is proud of you and he loves you.  Very deeply.  He just isn’t always good at saying the words.” Christine said as she picked up the tray and carried it up the stairs.  

It was another hour before Christine came back down with an empty bowl where the broth had been.  Katie had gone ahead and fed the kids and while Christine ate; Katie cleaned up dinner.  Finally, Katie spoke up.

“How’s he doing?” Katie asked.  

“Really tired.  He enjoyed your broth though.  I was afraid he was;n’t going to eat it but he did.” Christine said.

“How long will this take?” Katie asked.

“Couple days, week maybe.” Christine replied.  

“Seems so long.” Katie replied.  

“It’ll be fleeting.” Christine assured her.

“I hope.” Katie said. 

“Me too.  Alright.  Let’s get these kiddos to bed.” Christine said. She helped Katie finish washing dishes and they walked upstairs.  Hannah had the little ones bathed and Christine quickly got them into bed while Katie checked on her dad.  Jules was laying next to the bed and Mike was shaking uncontrollably.  Christine came in and smiled at Katie.

“He’s shaking.  Is that normal?” Katie asked.

“Its the alcohol withdrawals.” Christine replied.  

“I remember him drinking an occasionally but how did that lead to this?” Katie asked.

“He’s been lonely.  We’ve had each other.” Christine answered.

“Jules seems obsessed with him.” Katie replied.

“Dogs have a sense about people.  You’ve not lost her but I think she’s going to be watching over your dad until he gets better.” Christine replied.  Jules just looked up at the bed.

“I hope this doesn’t last very long.  I don’t like seeing him like this.” Katie said as she moved closer to the bed.

“Me either but he has to go through this.” Christine said as she tucked the blanket closer to Mike.

“I just wish I could go back in time.” Katie remarked.

“We all do, honey.” Christine replied.  Katie leaned over and petted Jules before squeezing her dad’s hand.  

“Take care of him, Jules.” Katie said.

“Good night, sweetheart.  I love you and so does your dad.” Christine replied.   She kissed Katie’s cheek and smiled at her.

“I love you too, Mom.” Katie answered.  She bent down and kissed Mike’s cheek.  ‘I love you too, Dad.” Katie whispered in his ear.  

“Get some rest.” Christine said.  

Sleep didn’t come easily.  Katie was worried about a lot.  Most regarding her dad.  She had to wonder how things would turn out in the long run.  Would she and her dad be able to continue getting along? They had only been reunited for twenty-four hours.  It was just a grain of time.

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Wildfire
Chapter 4
For four days, Mike battled his addiction and a few of his demons. Katie cared for him during the day and Christine took her turn at night. It was exhausting. Thankfully, Hannah stepped up to help with the kids and farmwork. On the fourth evening, Mike woke up and groaned at the sunlight pouring through the windows.

“Katie thought there needed to be some sunlight in here. Freshens things up a bit.” Christine replied as she helped Mike drink a bit of water.

“How long?” Mike asked.

“Four days since you first started having symptoms.” Christine replied.

“I feel exhausted.” Mike admitted.

“You have had a rough few days but hopefully that’s behind us now. I do think you’ve lost a fair amount of weight though.” Christine said.

“Can you help me to the shower?” Mike asked.

“Feel up to that?” Christine replied.

“No, but I smell horrible.” Mike answered. Christine helped him sit up, then stand up and walk into their bathroom. While he showered, she changed the bed. She put the new quilt back on, the one Mike had insisted she take off a few days before because he was afraid that it would be stained by the vomit and sweat.

He was not strong enough to walk downstairs but Katie had made baked chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy and green beans. Mike ate every bite and visited a bit with the younger kids and Hannah before Christine helped him settle back down. Katie was the last to come in and she kissed his forehead.

“I hope I wasn’t too rotten of a patient?” Mike asked.

“Not terrible.” Katie said with a smile.

“So convincing. I’m hoping to be back on my feet tomorrow so I can help you.” Mike said.

“And you don’t need to rush it.” Christine said as she came out of the bathroom.

“That’s right, Dad. You’ll have plenty of time to help.” Katie remarked.

“Katie?” Christine suggested simply. Katie nodded and bent down to give Mike a kiss on the cheek.

“Good night, Dad. Get some rest.” Katie said.

“You too, sweetheart. I love you.” Mike replied.

“I love you too.” Katie said before leaving the room. Christine gently shut the door behind her and took off her robe; revealing a cotton nightgown.

“Now, how do you really feel?” Christine asked as she climbed in next to him.

“Just really tired and weak feeling.” Mike admitted.

“You’re still a little shaky.” Christine remarked.

“I feel cold.” Mike admitted.

“I think you’re through the worst of the symptoms. Just a day or so more and you’ll be back on your feet.” Christine said as she shut her bedside lamp off.

“I don’t remember much of the last four days.” Mike said.

“Good.” Christine replied before giving him a soft kiss.

“I love you.” Mike said simply.

“I love you too, Mike. Get some rest.” Christine said.

Mike quickly fell asleep and when he woke up, Christine was already up and gone. Katie knocked on the door and smiled as she opened the door. She was different then years before, but so was Mike.

“Mom said to keep the food somewhat bland for the next day or so. This is oatmeal, toast and some hot tea.” Katie said as she put the tray over Mike’s lap.

“I would kill for a cup of coffee.” Mike said.

“She spoke with a doctor in the next town over. He told her the caffeine would screw with the detox.” Katie said.

“Uh…” Mike whined.

“The bread is homemade and the butter is some I made and added raspberry preserves I also made. I think you’ll like it.” Katie said.

“Is there anything you don’t do or make?” Mike asked. He was in a sour mood for whatever reason.

“I’m sure there’s things I don’t know how to do.” Katie replied.

“Don’t you want to go to college or something?” Mike asked.

“No. I love it here.” Katie said.

“Katie, there’s going to come a day you have to leave here. It’s like you’re hiding from the world and it's not a good thing. Not healthy.” Mike snapped.

“Considering the shape you’re in…maybe it's not such a good thing.” Katie replied as she walked back out of the bedroom.

Katie had a point. The outside world had kind of thrown him for a loop. He was burned out and tired. Some of it had to do with missing his wife and daughters, but a lot of it was simply all that he had faced, the people he killed, and the crew he lost. Maybe the farm was the breath of fresh air he needed. Katie brought in lunch; soup and a sandwich. She started to leave but Mike caught her hand.

“Katie; sorry for what I said earlier. You made a point. The world out there is a mess. And it probably led me into the alcoholism. My point is…I shouldn’t have judged a situation I really don’t know much about yet.” Mike said.

“Its not that I don’t want to see what it’s like out there. I just like here better.” Katie said as she sat down on the edge of the bed.

“I figure I will too, soon enough.” Mike remarked.

“Dad…when are we going to talk about all the stuff? I know we are doing well right now but I think we need to talk at least.” Katie asked.

“Soon. I agree. We need to but I think we need both to have stronger footing before we do.” Mike said.

“Okay. I do need to get downstairs.” Katie said as she stood up.

“Katie; thank you. I really do appreciate everything you’ve done. Far more than you’ll ever realize.” Mike said.

“You’re welcome. Eat up and get some rest.” Katie said as she took the breakfast dishes and headed out of the room. Mike smiled at the new tray of food. It looked amazing. Imagine, after all the fine dining he’d had in the past five years, a simple soup and sandwich was the best looking and tasting he’d had.

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Chapter 5

Mike still felt as weak as a kitten two days later but it was nice to be out of bed and helping Jimmy and Eli with their spelling and he cuddled with sweet Juniper.  He had been unsure of Jimmy, Josie and and Juniper at first but found himself falling in love with them, while falling in love with Eli and Emma.  

He definitely had some work to do with Katie and Hannah probably could use some attention too.  But at least with the younger kids, he was building new relationships with them and not fixing old wrongs.  Katie fixed another delicious dinner and Christine finally came in after dark.  Mike looked at her, a little shocked at how late she was running and how dirty she looked.

“Tractor broke down again.” Christine remarked.  

“I’ll warm up dinner.” Katie said.  

“While you’re heating it up, I’ll go in and shower and kiss the littles goodnight.” Christine replied.

“I’ll go up with her but I’ll come back down and help you clean up.” Mike told his oldest.  He followed Christine up the stairs and followed behind her, kissing kids goodnight and talking to Hannah for a moment.  By the time he walked into the bedroom, Christine was already out of the shower and trying to bandage her hand.  

“What happened?” Mike asked as he grabbed the gauze.

“I burnt it replacing a radiator hose.  It's a steam burn and hurts.”  Christine said.  They sat down on the bed and Mike began cleaning the wound.  

“Remember that I have a degree in mechanical engineering?  I could have helped you.” Mike said gently.  

“It occurred to me after the fact.  I need to get the hay in before the fire season starts.” Christine replied.

“I know I’m not quite up to par yet, but I can and want to help you.” Mike said as he wound the gauze around Christine’s fingers.

“I appreciate it, Mike.  Just concentrate on the kids right now.” Christine said before giving him a kiss.

“So, when does fire season start?” Mike asked.  He taped the gauze and patted her knee.

“It usually can start from July on.  The hottest months of the year and the winds start whipping.  One little spark can cause major issues.” Christine said.  

“It’s the end of June, Chris.” Mike replied.  

“Yeah, I’m a little behind.  I planted extra seed this year, so had more cutting time, and we had a long winter.” Christine said.

“Well, let’s get you your dinner.  It was a good one.” Mike replied.

“Did the kids behave themselves?” Christine asked.  Mike took her good hand and they headed down the hallway.

“I think I broke up more fights between the Josie and Emma then I did between the boys.” Mike remarked.

“Oh, normally Katie keeps a pretty tight hand on them.” Christine said.

“I think she was letting me jump in.” Mike remarked.  They got to the bottom of the stairs and he let go of Christine’s hand.

“Mom, Mrs. Adams called and asked if I could bring over some of my bread and jelly tomorrow. She’ll buy it.” Katie said.  

“That is fine.  Maybe your dad will drive you over?” Christine suggested.

“Of course.” Mike answered.  Katie put the plate in front of Christine and sat down next to Mike.

“Mike, the Adams’ are our next door neighbors.  They just bought that farm last year and are still adjusting.  Katie is going to teach her how to can and preserve food come September.” Christine explained.

“It’s going to be a hard job.” Katie remarked.

“How so?” Mike asked.

“They thought buying a farm would be simple.  I think she came from money.  Can’t understand why you can’t always be going to the grocery store.” Christine explained.

“And she’s really lazy.” Katie remarked.

“Katie.” Christine admonished.  

“But I’m happy to sell her the bread and jelly.  She also wanted to know about my canned broth.  Told her I couldn’t sell any of that but I could explain to her how to make it.” Katie said.

“Yeah, we don’t part with that broth around here.” Christine replied with a smile.

“I feel honored that I got to taste it…even if I threw it up soon after.” Mike remarked.

“Mike.” Christine admonished, even though Katie laughed behind her hand.

“And maybe Dad can give me a driving lesson?” Katie said hopefully. MIke looked at Christine in surprise.

“I’ve taught her the basics, but honestly haven’t had time.  So…go ahead.  You can take my truck if need be.” Christine remarked.

“Yeah, I can give you a driving lesson.” Mike said.

“Hopefully, Hannah won’t get too jealous.” Katie remarked.

“We’ll get you your license and then we’ll worry about Hannah.  I figure that might be a little harder.” Mike replied.  

“She is a bit bull-headed.” Christine admitted.  

“A bit?” Katie replied.  

“So, while you two have your driving lesson; Hannah can watch the littles.  I’ll stay close so if she needs help I can jump in.” Christine said.  Mike knew what she was doing.  She wanted him and Katie to spend time together, even if it meant that she would be behind on her own chores.

“And the next day; I’ll go and help you.” Mike told Christine.

“Only if you feel like it.” Christine said as she finished eating.

“Mom, I made an applesauce cake.  Would you like a piece?” Katie asked.

“That does sound good.” Christine admitted.

“I’ll get it.  That and a cup of coffee sounds good to me.  Katie, do you want a piece?” Mike asked.

“Yeah.  I can get it though?” Katie said.

“Nah.  I can do it.” Mike replied.  He got up and cut three slices of cake, placing them on a plate while Christine fixed three cups of coffee.  

“Tomorrow…you might take her into town.  She loves the bakery in town but rarely gets to go.” Christine said quietly.

“Okay.” Mike said.  He honestly was concerned about going into town for fear that he’d buy alcohol.  But Katie was strong-willed enough that she wouldn’t let him.  

“Mike; it’ll be okay.  You’re not going alone.” Christine said.  He carried the tray of cake while Christine carried the three cups of coffee to the table.  

He thoroughly enjoyed visiting with his wife and oldest daughter.  He was feeling some regret.  Because he had robbed himself of a good relationship with Katie before.  All he could do was build a good one now, but it seemed so late.  They cleaned up from their late snack and all went to bed.  

“Mike, what’s on your mind?” Christine asked as they fixed the bed.

“All those years; I constantly was attacking Katie.  Grades, attitude, how she looked and acted.  But I didn’t take the time to know her or talk to her.  I robbed myself.  I just wonder how that happened?” Mike remarked.

“It started when she was about ten.  Up to then, you guys got along great but she was resented you being gone over her birthday.  Its typical of a military brat and I had assured her that you would do something special with her when you got back…and you didn’t.  You two are very like personalities.  It just compounded.” Christine said.

“I was verbally abusive to her.” Mike remarked.

“You were rough with her at times.” Christine agreed.

“Did…I ever physically hurt her?” Mike asked, not wanting the answer.

“Once…you grabbed her by the elbow and jerked her really hard.  She had pretty bad bruises the next day.  Favored the arm for a while.  I suspect there might have been an injury.  A strain maybe.” Christine answered.  

“How do I come back from that?” Mike asked.

“You do what you’re doing now.  You make amends.  You spend time with her and when the time is right; you talk to her about it.  She loves you.  She admires you.” Christine said.  

“Aren’t you scared I’ll do that again?” Mike asked.

“No.  Because you only ever did it once and when I told you about the injuries to her arm; you did feel badly.  Not as bad as you should have but you were a little repentant.  You even apologized…somewhat.” Christine answered.  He settled into bed next to her and Christine quickly fell asleep.  As for Mike; he was remembering the day Christine was talking about.

“Ouch, that hurts Dad!” Katie yelled in agony.  Mike let go of her arm, wondering why he even had a hold of it.  Katie was holding her elbow and tears were gathering in her eyes.

“Mike…what on Earth?” Christine said as she examined Katie’s arm. She’d been in the pantry when Katie had cried out. Katie was now sniffling.

“It hurts really bad.” Katie said.

“Put ice on it.  Alternate it and give her an Ibuprofen.  It didn’t break.” Mike said.

“How can you tell? It's already swelling.” Christine remarked angrily.

“It didn’t snap when I twisted her arm.” Mike answered when he handed Christine a bag of ice.  He did actually feel a little badly.  Katie was very small for her age, taking after Christine in stature.  

“Mike, why?” Christine asked as followed Mike out of the kitchen after giving Katie the ice.

“I don’t know.” Mike admitted.  

“You do feel badly, though?  Right?  Mike, you were a cop.  You had to have investigated children being hurt by their parents.  You…just abused your own daughter.  I know you and Katie don’t get along but she is your daughter and at some point; you did love her very deeply.” Christine asked.

“Chris, please don’t psycho-analayze my relationship with Katie.  Someday, maybe we’ll get along. Just please make sure she’s okay.  Its a strain.  It’ll hurt like hell for a couple days or week.  I’ll take the trash out so she isn’t lifting with it.  She needs to rest it.  Just tell her I am sorry and it won’t ever happen again.” Mike said.

Mike wondered why Christine hadn’t taken his head off that evening.  She was constantly having to run as middleman between him and Katie and Mike knew it had worn her down before the Red Flu.  She was being faced with an impossible decision.  Choosing between her husband and daughter.  It honestly hadn’t been forgivable.  So, why had Christine forgiven him for hurting her daughter and more importantly, why had Katie forgiven him? 

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Chapter 6

“That was really good.  Don’t you want to drive in town?” Mike asked as Katie parked in a church parking lot on the outskirts of town.

“Not yet.  I’m scared of the backing up…and parking.” Katie admitted.

“Parking?” Mike asked suspiciously.

“Sometimes I don’t see very good.  I didn’t want to tell Mom because she’ll worry and stress about money.” Katie explained.

“Is there an eye doctor in town?” Mike asked.

“I think so.” Katie answered as she settled in the passenger seat.

“We’ll see about getting you an appointment.  You might need glasses or contacts.” Mike remarked.

“That’s expensive.” Katie replied.

“I have the money and never took you, Hannah and your mom off my benefits package.  I do need to put the other kids on it.” Mike answered.  He began driving and smiled at the way Katie fiddled with the radio and controls in the vehicle.

“Why do you think its my eyes?” Katie asked.

“Partly because I’ve seen you squinting at recipes and because my eyes aren’t that great either.  I have contacts and most of the time, rely on them, but during allergy season; I wear glasses more.” Mike explained.

“Its about to be allergy season.” Katie remarked.  

“Okay.  Your mom told me you really like the bakery; so let’s stop there and then we’ll find that eye doctor.  I doubt they can get you in today but we could at least get an appointment.” Mike said.  

“Dad, why are you doing this?” Katie asked.

“Honestly…I want to get to know you.  All those years before the Red Flu, I was so busy fighting with you, and not even parenting you.  I didn’t take the time to get to know you.” Mike explained.

“It wasn’t all you, Dad.  I wasn’t how I should have been.” Katie replied.

“But I was the adult.  You were a kid.  Should have never happened.  Is this the place?” Mike asked, pointing at a bakery.

“Yes.  They have these apple turnovers that are amazing!  I wish I could figure out how to make them.” Katie gushed.

“Do they have cherry turnovers?  Those were always your mom’s favorite.” Mike asked as they got out of the truck.

“I didn’t know that.  They might.” Katie said.  

“And maybe some sweets for the little ones and Hannah?” Mike remarked.

“Hannah loves chocolate.” Katie said as they walked in.  Katie immediately was drawn to the cases of various goodies.

“Pick whatever you’d like.  And what you think the others will like.” Mike said.

“Dad, can we pick something for here and maybe have a cup of coffee?” Katie suggested.

“I’d like that.” Mike said.  Katie picked an apple turnover for herself and ordered a chai latte while Mike got a jelly-filled donut and black coffee.  They settled into one of the booths and Mike looked around the bakery.  “This place is cute.” Mike remarked.

“Yeah.  I don’t get to come here very often but I really like it.’ Katie said.

“So…if you didn’t have all the responsibilities at the farm and could do anything; what would it be?” Mike asked.  He could almost see the wheels turning.

“I really like teaching the kids. Especially the little ones.  Juniper almost knows her alphabet and can count to ten.  And she knows colors.” Katie remarked.

“So, you’d like to teach?” Mike asked.  

“I honestly haven’t given it much thought.  I never figured I’d be able to leave the farm and do anything.” Katie replied.

“You should think about it.  Not because I want you to leave the farm.” Mike said.  

“Do I have time?” Katie asked.

“Of course.” Mike replied.  He looked around and back to Katie.  “So, let’s pick things out for your mom and younger siblings?” Mike said.  

“Sounds good.” Katie said.

Quickly enough; Katie and Mike had picked out a dozen different pastries and sweet things.  Shockingly; there was an opening for Katie’s eye appointment.  Her eyesight was pretty severe and the doctor opted for glasses.  Mike helped her pick out a pair and paid the co-pay, over Katie’s objections.  It would be two more weeks before the glasses were in, so they headed home since they had already delivered the bread and jelly.

“It was too much money.” Katie remarked.

“It wasn’t too bad.” Mike replied.

“I’m already eighteen.  You shouldn’t have to pay for them.” Katie pointed out.

“Actually; yes.  You are already eighteen but in a perfect world; you would be college age or just getting started out. Your mom and I would probably be buying the glasses regardless.” Mike replied.  

“But what if one of the younger kids needs something?” Katie asked.

“Then we’ll take care of that.” Mike answered.

“Dad…are you sure about this?  I remember when I was younger, you got mad because I needed new jeans.  Now…you’re just spending money like crazy.  And I don’t say that to make you feel bad.  I’m just confused.” Katie asked.

“No need to be confused.  I remember what you’re talking about.  Katie; I am not trying to buy your love or anything like that.  It is genuine.  I want you to have the glasses because I’m sure the poor eyesight is causing headaches and because you probably inherited the eyesight from me.” Mike explained.  

“I do have a lot of headaches.” Katie replied.

“Well, hopefully those will get better in two weeks.” Mike said.  As he drove, he remembered exactly what Katie was talking about.  

“Chris…seriously?  You spent $150 just on Katie’s school clothes?” Mike asked.  Christine was frugal and could make money stretch.

“She needed everything.  She’s grown two inches in the last three months.  She’s filling out and needed new shoes too.  But, everything was on sale.” Christine replied.

“You still have to take Hannah and Lucas.” Mike said.

“Mike–would you be complaining if I had spent that amount of money on one of them?” Christine asked.

“Probably not.” Mike admitted.

“I realize…that for whatever reason, you can’t stand Katie but she is still your daughter.  You have to support her too.  I bought three pairs of jeans, two short sleeved shirts, under clothes and two pairs of shoes, but honestly; she needs more.  I am going to look online and see if I can find more.  And Mike…I earn money too.  We’ve never separated finances.  I don’t want to start now.” 

Mike didn’t know Katie had heard the conversation.  He wondered if he’d ever fix the damage he had caused with Katie.  It was going to take a lot of time, energy, patience and forgiveness.  Both on Katie’s part and on Mike’s part, because he was going to have to forgive himself.

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Chapter 7

Christine was really proud of both Mike and Katie.  It would take a bit for Katie to trust Mike and not hold the past against him, but they were both trying to repair their relationship.  Mike was also spending time with the younger kids and Hannah.  And he helped her on the farm.  Two weeks after Mike and Katie’s trip to town, Christine walked into the house and smiled at Katie.

“I love the glasses!  They look so good.  How’s it going with them?” Christine asked.

“It’s a little weird getting used to them.” Katie admitted.

“Where’s your dad?” Christine asked.

“He is helping the boys with the chickens.” Katie answered with a laugh.

“Oh, I hope we have eggs tomorrow.” Christine remarked.

“Do you think he’ll stay like this?” Katie asked as she looked outside towards the chicken coop.  

“You’re afraid he’ll go back to what he was like before?” Christine asked for clarification.  

“Aren’t you?” Katie asked.

“A little but he is a lot different.  I think he realized that he came very close to losing everything.  And I think he realized how much he loves you.  I know he was cruel and abusive before but I do think the love was there.” Christine replied.

“It’s the remembering.” Katie admitted.

“And everytime you remember, forgive.  Your dad knows he was wrong.” Christine said.

“Do you think if I had died…if he would have even grieved?” Katie asked.

“I think he would have driven himself insane with grief.  With Lucas, he’s coped.  He has happy memories.  There’s days he misses him.  But with you…he could have never handled it.” Christine replied.  

“Back then, he seemed like he wished I would die.” Katie said.

“Honey; I know it seemed that way.  What got me through it was I would remember when you were small and he would hold you and play with you constantly.  I don’t know what broke but he is doing everything he can to repair it.  Let him.” Christine said just as Mike and the boys came in.  Jimmy was covered in mud.

“I hosed him off but I think a bath is in order.” Mike said.  Thankfully, Mike had stopped him from walking into the house too far.

“Mike, if you’ll carry him upstairs; so he doesn’t track mud everywhere?” Christine said.  Mike immediately nodded.

“Yeah, I just had Hannah mop today.” Katie said.  Mike swept Jimmy up and began carrying him up the stairs with Christine and Eli on his heels.  Christine laughed as she watched Mike plop JImmy into the bathtub and remove his clothes.

“You’re really good with him.” Christine remarked.  Christine suspected that Jimmy was on the Autism spectrum but Mike seemed to take it in stride.  

“Ah, its not so hard.  Eli, once I get this mud rinsed off, we’ll put you in here and just do your bath, okay?” Mike said.  

“Okay…before dinner though?” Eli asked.

“I’m pretty sure Katie would kill us if we ate at her dinner table, this dirty.” Mike said with a laugh.

“Mike; I’m going to get cleaned up myself.  I think you have the boys handled.” Christine said; kissing Mike’s cheek.  

“I do.” Mike said as he helped Eli undress while Jimmy splashed around.  The boys were definitely enjoying having Mike there.

That night as Mike and Christine got ready for bed; she watched him.  He seemed to have adjusted quickly and easily.  The younger kids adored him, Hannah was driving him nuts and he was really trying with Katie.  Christine gave him a long kiss before shutting the bedroom door.  

“Everything okay?” Mike asked.

“I just wanted to tell you how proud I am of you.” Christine said before giving him a long kiss.

“Tell or show?” Mike teased.

“Both.” Christine answered.  She began unbuttoning Mike’s shirt until he leaned over and locked the bedroom door.

“Just in case.” Mike replied.  

“Be right back.” Christine said.  She grabbed a cotton nightgown and walked into the bathroom.  She was ready in just a minute and walked back into the bedroom; surprised that the bedroom was empty and the door was open.  Finally, five minutes later; Mike walked back in with a tray of fruit and chocolate.

“I would ordinarily have wine but you don’t have any and it is probably not a good idea for me to drink it.” Mike remarked.  

“This is great.” Christine replied before giving him a long kiss.

“Maybe, once it’s not fire season; we can go on a date or

something?” Mike asked.

“I’d like that.” Christine said before giving him another long kiss.  He put the tray on the dresser and returned the kiss before lifting her onto the bed.  They continued kissing and Mike finished undressing.  They began making love, slow and lazy. Afterwards, Mike brought the tray to the bed.

“Figured you were hungry.” Mike said.

“I could definitely eat.” Christine remarked.  She put her nightgown back on and they began splitting the food.  

“I think as soon as we can; we need to make a plan to get away for a night.” Mike said.

“Just have to get through fire season.” Christine replied.  She appreciated Mike wanting to invest in their marriage.  

“I do want to do something special with the kids too.  Just not sure what.” Mike said.

“You are doing an amazing job; Mike.  I’m really proud of you.  More than you’ll ever know.” Christine said.

“I worry about Katie though.” Mike admitted.

“I do too but she wants a relationship with you.  It’s all she’s ever wanted.  Katie never wanted a lot.  Still doesn’t.” Christine said.

“I asked her if she was to pick something to do, other than being here; what would she do?  She hasn’t given it a lot of thought but said she does enjoy teaching the kids.  Especially, the little ones.  Told me about all the things Juniper can do already.” Mike said; obviously very proud.  

“I can see her being a teacher.” Christine replied.

“Me too.  Of course; I didn’t pressure her.  And she could change her mind.” Mike said.

“Would you be okay with her being a teacher?”  Christine asked.

“I would be completely fine.  When she was younger; I might not have been but now…I’m already so proud of her.” Mike said.  

“Remember when she was in middle school and decided to try out for the basketball team?  And she was so clumsy?” Christine asked.

“Yeah, I remember.”  Mike said.  Christine nodded, noting Mike’s hesitancy.

“What’s she doing?” Mike asked as he looked out the window towards the basketball hoop he’d put up for the kids.

“She decided to try out for the basketball team.” Christine answered.  Mike looked back at her in shock.

“Katie doesn’t like sports.” Mike commented.  Christine was a bit shocked Mike knew that.  He barely spent anytime with Katie at all.

“But you do.  I think she’s hoping you’ll attend a game or two.” Christine said.  

“She does have decent form.  Her coach should work on her foot placement.” Mike remarked.

“Well, her coach probably doesn’t have time, but her dad does at the moment.”  Christine said.  Mike turned back towards her.

“Katie probably would not accept a lesson from me.” Mike replied.

“Doesn’t hurt to try.  Hannah and Lucas are occupied and dinner won’t be ready for another forty minutes or so.  Give her a half hour.  I doubt you’ll ever regret it.” Christine said as she opened the back door and gestured for Mike.

“Okay but it might not work.” Mike said.  

“And it might work beautifully.” Christine replied.  Mike nodded and stepped outside.

Christine looked out ten minutes later, and Mike and Katie were standing side-by-side; with Mike pointing down at her feet; apparently explaining foot placement.  He handed her the basketball and stepped away.  Katie made the basket and Mike clapped.  He even gave Katie a smile…which was rare between him and Katie.  It made Christine happy.

It had been two weeks before Mike left for the Arctic.  Christine had always hoped that Katie had held onto that forty minute basketball lesson.  At least Mike was building new memories with Katie.  Better memories. 

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Chapter 8

“Dad, what is that?” Katie asked, peeking from behind Mike.

“It’s a hotspot for the internet.  I got to thinking…if you decide you want to go to college for anything, if you decide you don’t want to leave the farm, you can do some of your classes online.” Mike explained.

“I still have decided about teaching.” Katie said.

“Is there something else you’d like?” Mike asked.

“I like architecture.” Katie answered, fiddling with a dishcloth.  

“That might be a bit harder to do online but not impossible.  My degree from the Academy is in Naval Architecture and Marine Engineering.” Mike said.

“Really?” Katie asked.

“Yeah.  I also studied Mechanical Engineering.  I went down that road before I worked into the command structure.” Mike answered.

“I don’t want to join the Navy.” Katie said flatly.

“And I don’t expect it of you.  I just mentioned it because I do understand some of the draw with architecture.  I always really enjoyed it.  I love old buildings especially. I’m not crazy about modern architecture.  Very devoid of personality.” Mike explained.

“How long do I have to decide?” Katie asked.  

“As long as you want.  I just got the internet hotspot in case you might want to look into it and so my cellphone would work out here, in case we needed something and so I could stay in touch with my friends.” Mike explained.  Christine had a landline that didn’t work most of the time; even to call 911.  

“Are you sure?” Katie asked.  

“Yes, sweetheart.  I’m sure.” Mike answered before pulling Katie into a hug.  He’d hugged her several different times and she always seemed very unsure of it.  He understood why.  “Katie; I know I’ve given you plenty of reasons to not believe it but I do love you and I am proud of you.” Mike said.

“But you haven’t always.” Katie remarked as she pulled away.   It made Mike wince.  It was deserved but it still hurt.

“I would like to tell you that I did love you and was proud of you but I don’t think you’d ever believe me and for good reason.” Mike said.

“Dad…if I had died…would you have missed me…grieved for me like you do with Lucas?” Katie asked. Mike gestured at the couch and waited until Katie was settled next to him before he answered her.

“Your mom asked me that.  Simply, no. It wouldn’t be the same but not for the reason you are thinking.  I would have regretted…everything with you.  With Lucas; I have happy memories.  My relationship with you was flawed.  I robbed myself of the happy memories with you.  And now; I am trying to make up for lost time.” Mike replied.  

“Even then; we had good moments.  I was going to try out for the basketball team and you helped me.  Before every deployment; you would write me a note.  You did for Hannah and Lucas too and most of the time; it was reminding me to help Mom and to make good grades.  But you took the time to write it.” Katie said.

“Even those letters could have been a tool for me to get closer to you.  I didn’t take it.” Mike said.

“But you took the time?” Katie remarked.

“I did but I could have used the same amount of time to tell you that I loved you and was proud of you.” Mike replied.

“Did you?” Katie asked.  Mike thought for a second before grabbing his wallet and pulling a photo of Katie out.  Her fifth grade school picture.

“Despite all the stuff; I carried that photo with me for years.  Before the Red Flu and after.  I could have easily taken it out and your mom wouldn’t have noticed; but I didn’t.” Mike said.

“This was before we started fighting though.” Katie said.

“It was about the same time.  Maybe a bit after.  You were about ten.  Got mad because I was going to miss your birthday and I didn’t spend any time with you after I got back.  It escalated after that.  You were eleven; almost twelve in this photo.” Mike explained.

“How did you end up with it?” Katie asked before handing the photo back.

“Before every deployment; your mom would make a pack of photos and little notes.  I would say she put it in there and I stuck it in my wallet at some point.  Most of the photos were kept in my cabin but that one got put in my wallet at some point.” Mike replied.  Jules had jumped up next to Katie and was sitting almost on her lap.  It told Mike Katie was distressed by something.

“I still don’t understand why you kept it.” Katie remarked.

“Maybe I was trying to keep a hold of my little girl?” Mike suggested.  

“Subconsciously?” Katie asked.

“Something like that.  Katie–you don’t have to go to college to make me proud of you.  And honestly; while it might seem like I didn’t, I did love you and I was proud of you.  I still am.” Mike said.

“I know you are now.  I guess what I’m having trouble with is; you remember when you hurt my arm?  I know you didn’t mean to  but I wouldn’t think you’d do something like that to someone that you supposedly loved.” Katie pointed out.

“You do have a point there.  And I do feel badly and if memory serves, I did apologize.” Mike said.

“Didn’t Mom make you?” Katie asked.

“She was really unhappy with me and practically demanded I did, but I did on my own.  Trust me; it was heartfelt.” Mike answered.

“Dad…I think I’m most scared that we’ll get back there.  I know you’re trying and I am too.  I don’t want to build this back up only to have it torn up.” Katie said as she stood up.

“And I will prove to you that I won’t let this get back there.” Mike said from his chair.   

“I hope not.” Katie said.  She and the dog headed up the stairs and Mike shook his head.  If anything made him want a drink, it was rehashing his failures as a father.  He did remember hurting Katie’s arm and feeling badly about it.

“How’s her arm?” Mike asked as he and Christine got ready for bed.  Christine had been pissed, rightfully so.

“Black and blue.  The heat pad you suggested helped.” Christine said.  

“Is she still awake?” Mike asked.

“Yeah.  She was reading.  Said she’d go to bed soon.  Why?” Christine asked.  Mike walked into the primary bathroom and grabbed a bottle of muscle rub.  

“I’m going to take this to her.” Mike answered, showing Christine the bottle.

“Do I need to supervise?” Christine asked.

“I can handle a conversation with Katie.” Mike replied before walking out of the bedroom.  The conversation was deserved but it was still aggravating.  He knocked on Katie’s bedroom door and waited until she opened it.  She was wearing a tank-top and the bruising was very apparent.  

“Dad?” Katie asked.  At least she still called him Dad.

“This might help.  I use it on my knee when it hurts.  But it will heat up so wash your hands after.  It can hurt like crazy if you touch your eyes before you do.” Mike explained as he handed Katie the bottle.  

“The heat pad helped more than the ice.” Katie admitted.

“It’s in the muscle, rather than the skeleton.” Mike remarked.

“Do you need this back?” Katie asked.

“Not tonight.  Here?” Mike asked, gesturing at the bottle.  Katie gave it back to him and he squeezed out a small amount on his hand.  He gently took her arm and began massaging the rub into her elbow and the surrounding tissue.  He didn’t miss the fear in her eyes.  

“It hurt.” Katie admitted.  

“Yeah…I didn’t mean to.  I didn’t realize how tightly I was holding your arm.  Shouldn’t have happened and I’m sorry.” Mike apologized.  Something he was horrible at.  

“I mean…it hurt that you did it.” Katie said.

“I know and I am sorry for that.  Katie; you do understand what I did is technically child abuse?” Mike asked.

“Yeah but I’m not gonna report you or anything.  If I go anywhere; I’ll wear long sleeves.” Katie answered.

“There’s a lot at stake.” Mike remarked.  

“Is that why you came in here?  You were afraid I’d report you?” Katie asked with narrowed eyes.  Like him; she had a suspicious mind.

“No, it isn’t.  I came in to check on you and to apologize.  Now; your mom gave you Ibuprofen to take the swelling out?” Mike asked.  

“Yeah.” Katie said.

“Alright; if you need anymore; wake me or your mom up.” Mike said.  He shocked himself by kissing her forehead.  He stepped away before she had a chance to say anything else. 

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Mike was looking through some boxes of pictures that he’d had shipped to him.  His storage shed had been cleaned out and Christine was going to have a hayday with all the mementos.  He found a photo that Christine had had taken with the kids when Katie was thirteen, Hannah was nine and Lucas was seven.  

Katie was standing away from him, next to Christine.  In the photo, he wasn’t paying attention to Katie at all, but she was looking towards him.  He remembered the day the photo was taken.  The exact same day that he had hurt her arm.

  For Mike to heal and for his relationship with Katie to heal; he was going to have to figure out why he had been the way he had with Katie.  She had never deserved it and had done nothing to cause it.  Even the day that he had hurt her arm; she really wasn’t doing anything too bad.  He must have been staring at the photo when Christine walked in.  She walked up to him and smiled at the array of photos sitting around.

“Oh, this is a walk down memory lane!” Christine remarked.

“Yeah and sometimes it’s a rocky path.  Do you remember the day this photo was taken?  It was the same day I grabbed Katie’s arm.” Mike asked.

“Yeah.  I forced you two to do the photo but she wouldn’t stand next to you.” Christine said.

“She was probably scared of me.” Mike remarked.  

“I don’t think she was.” Christine said.  Mike got the feeling she was trying to make him feel better.

“Christine…why did you let me do it?  I know you felt torn between Katie and I.” Mike asked.

“Because of this.” Christine said, holding a photo up of when Katie was much younger.  It was a snapshot and in the photo, Mike was sleeping on the couch with Katie cuddled close.  She had her tiny arms and legs wrapped across him. “It is true.  I felt torn.  I was terrified I would have to make a choice between my husband and daughter.  I loved you both dearly and it was an impossible position to be in.  When I felt…that it was time to make the decision I would look at this photo and would be reminded that there was a small part of your heart that loved Katie, even then.” Christine said.

“You would have chosen Katie.” Mike remarked.

“Yes, I would have.  Not because I didn’t love you.  Because I had to protect her.  I really thought that family photo would be our last as a family.  If roles had been reversed and you had to choose between me and one of the kids; you would have been making the same decision I was facing.”  Christine replied,

“Are you scared this will happen again?” Mike asked.

“No.  You are a different person.  She’s a different person.” Christine replied.

“I am.  Until I figure out why I treated her the way I did, I am terrified I’ll repeat it.” Mike said.  

“I don’t know why.  That is something you’ll have to figure out for yourself.  I’ve always thought she challenged you.  I didn’t typically challenge you.  Few people do or did.   But Katie did.  I think she wanted you to know, you weren’t always right and sometimes, it takes a thirteen year old to show you that.  And it took almost losing her to prove that. I suspect that is why you’ve changed.  Because, when you thought she was gone, you remembered this.” Christine said, pointing at the photo taken when Katie was younger.  “Not this.” Christine replied, pointing at the other photo.

“Remember coming home after the pictures?” Mike asked.

“Yeah.  I made you and Katie hug.” Christine said.  

“Alright, you two.  I’ve had enough of this.  Mike…hug your daughter.” Christine ordered.

“What?” Mike said.  

“Hug Katie.  It wasn’t a suggestion.” Christine replied.

“No.” Mike replied.  Christine looked down at Katie.  She noticed the almost hopeful look on Katie’s face.  

“Alright then, Katie; give your dad a hug.” Christine replied.  Mike gave her an exasperated look.  

“Okay.” Katie replied.  As Christine ordered, Katie walked towards Mike and wrapped her arms around Mike.  Initially, he didn’t return the hug but after Christine giving him a look, he did.   Katie didn’t seem to want to let him go.  

“Alright; Katie.  I need to have a conversation with your dad.  Can you please go to your room?”  Christine asked as Katie finally pulled away.

“Yes, ma’am.” Katie said.  Once she walked out of the room, Mike looked to Christine.

“What good did that do?” Mike remarked.

“Mike…I love you, you know that, right?” Christine asked as she smoothed her blouse.

“I love you too.” Mike said.  

“I don’t give ultimatums lightly, but you have a choice.  You either start treating Katie like she deserves or I will file for divorce.  I do not want to but I cannot allow this to continue.” Christine explained.

“That is not fair.” Mike said.  

“No, Mike; what’s not fair is how you treat Katie.   She is a teenager and believe it or not, she needs you and she wants you.  You have got to do some soul-searching.  And you do need to apologize. “ Christine said.

“This means that much to you?” Mike asked.

“Yes.  Because Katie needs you and despite whatever you might think you need her.” Christine answered and Mike snorted.  “I’m serious.  She cried her eyes out this afternoon.  Not because she was in physical pain.  Because her heart hurt.  You broke her heart.  One time you loved her.  She was the first baby you loved.  First baby you held.  Think about that.” Christine said.

“That was years ago.” Mike replied.

“Please, Mike?  For me? Just…talk to her.  Apologize.  It would mean a lot to Katie and even more to me.” Christine said.  She kissed Mike’s cheek and walked away.  

Long after Christine went upstairs to clean up, Mike continued looking at the photos, but he was drawn back to the two pictures Christine had pointed out.  He heard Katie come up behind him.  She’d been doing her chores.  She walked up beside Mike to refill his sweet tea and looked at the two pictures at his his elbow.

“I really like this one.” Katie said, pointing at the one taken when she was small.

“Me too.” Mike replied.   

“I remember when I was…I think seven or eight?  The school had this dance for fathers and daughters.  You took me out for ice cream after.” Katie said, pointing at another photo.  She was wearing a pink dress and Mike was in his dress whites.  His arm was around her and they were both were smiling broadly.

“You were eight and had looked forward to the day for weeks.  I had just gotten in that morning at five and was exhausted but looking back, I was really glad I went.” Mike replied.  

“Were you glad you went when I was…fourteen?” Katie asked.

“Katie; I am trying to figure out why I did what I did.  Right now, I don’t have an answer.  Until I find that answer you and I can’t heal as badly as I want.  So, I ask for just a little more grace, please?  I know it’s a lot to ask of you.  Just know, I do love you and I am sorry.” Mike said.  

“Could it have been something I did?” Katie asked.

“No, Katie.  This was all me.  I was the adult.  You were fourteen…and younger.” Mike replied.

“I’m just trying to figure this out too.” Katie said.

“We’ll get it figured out but it was definitely not you, sweetie.” Mike said.  

“Or maybe we both have some blame in it?” Katie suggested as she stood up.

“I am not going to accept that you did something that caused this.  You were a child.” Mike answered.  Katie squeezed his shoulder as she brushed past.

“I’ll get dinner started.  Juniper was begging for chicken nuggets.  Is that okay?  Will be better than fast food.” Katie asked.

“Sounds good.”  Mike answered.  He watched Katie for a moment before the younger kids all came running in, chattering and clamoring for attention. Mike packed the pictures up and began getting the kids cleaned up for their dinner.

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“Alright, ease off the break a little.” Mike instructed Katie, who was proving to be a very careful and cautious driver.

“How will I know how much?” Katie asked. Mike looked down at Katie’s feet.

“However fast you want to go. You will get the feel for it, I promise.” Mike replied.

“The tractor is easier.” Katie remarked.

“It’s similar. Alright…you are struggling too much with this. Switch me?” Mike suggested as he took his seatbelt off.

“Did I do something wrong?” Katie asked.

“Nope. You are going to scoot here in the middle and watch my feet.” Mike answered. He walked around the truck and settled in the driver’s seat of Christine’s old truck. Katie had pretty well mastered Mike’s truck but driving a manual transmission had thrown her. “Alright, take of the emergency brake. I am taking my foot off the brake and putting it on the gas, while easing off the clutch. Make sense?” Mike asked.

“What gear are you in?” Katie asked.

“First. Pretty quickly, I will shift to second and then third. On a dirt road, there really isn’t a point on being in fourth or fifth gear. Highway though, yes.” Mike explained.

“I can see why people don’t learn how to drive these.” Katie remarked.

“It’s not so hard.” Mike said.

“How do you know when to upshift?” Katie asked.

“Watch the RPMs. When they start going up, you need to upshift.” Mike said as he pulled into the driveway.

“Can we try again tomorrow?” Katie asked.

“Absolutely. You’ll get it.” Mike said. They got out of the truck and walked towards the house, where they were met by Hannah.

“When is it going to be my turn?” Hannah asked.

“Once Katie is a bit more comfortable.” Mike said.

“She wants to stay on the farm. I don’t. Why should she drive first?” Hannah whined.

“Hannah, enough. She’s almost got the hang of it. And you aren’t grown yet. You won’t be leaving so soon.” Mike replied. Hannah groaned before running upstairs.

“Dad, it’s fine. I can wait.” Katie said.

“I am not just teaching you to drive so you learn to drive. I’m enjoying spending time with you.” Mike explained.

“I enjoy it too.” Katie admitted with a small voice. Just then, the kids came out of the classroom with the dog making a run for Katie and Juniper running to Mike to be picked up. Christine walked in and gave Mike a kiss.

“Hay is in.” Christine said. She took Juniper and swirled her around.

“Mom, can you help with dinner tonight? I don’t feel very good.” Katie said. She had been fine all day but Mike noted she did look a bit pale.

“What’s wrong?” Mike asked. He walked to Katie’s side just in time to catch her after she passed out.

“Mike?” Christine asked. Mike gently lifted Katie onto the couch and checked her pulse and respirations.

“She’s breathing and her pulse is okay. Go ahead and call for an ambulance. She ate lunch before we went driving so I don’t think its her blood sugar.” Mike said.

“Okay. Juniper, can you go with the other kids?” Christine asked. Jules was pawing at Katie while Christine made the call. Juniper had fortunately ran back into the ‘classroom.’ Mike began doing a sternum rub.

“Tell them she is responding to painful stimuli but not waking up still.” Mike said. Christine related everything to the 9-1-1 dispatcher and they waited. All of a sudden, Katie started convulsing. “Call them back and tell them she’s having a seizure.” Mike said. He turned Katie on her side and eased a pillow under her head. Thankfully, the seizure was short and afterwards; Katie woke up but was very dazed and confused.

“Honey, where’s it hurt?” Christine asked.

“My head is exploding.” Katie replied.

“Chris, can you get an ice bag please? For the back of her neck.” Mike said.

“She’s never done this.” Christine remarked when she brought the ice bag back.

“I’m not sure what is going on. She was fine all day.” Mike replied.

“Hey, it’s not your fault.” Christine said. Just then, the paramedics walked in and Mike gave them the report. Katie was trying to orientate herself but failing. Christine wanted to ride with Katie so Mike got the younger kids and Hannah situated and followed a few moments later.

It was a rough night. Katie had another seizure and had multiple scans, bloodwork and exams. Mike was almost beside himself by the time the ER doctor walked in, and Mike knew instantly something was off, especially when a second doctor walked in. The ER doctor, Dr. Galloway spoke first.

“This is Dr. Alexandra Smith; Chief of Neurosurgery. This is Katie and her mom and dad, Christine and Mike.” Dr. Galloway said.

“Mr. and Mrs. Slattery, Katie…I am just going to not pull any punches. You have a tumor near your pituitary gland. It is about the size of a golf ball.” Dr. Smith started.

“Is…it cancerous?” Christine asked. She sat down next to Katie and held her hand.

“That I cannot tell. Due to the density on the scans, I would say no, but I can’t say.” Dr. Smith explained.

“So…surgery? Can you do surgery?” Mike asked, his voice breaking.

“I can, but there are…concerns. The surgery can be dangerous. There are chances that it will effect intellectual abilities, could cause blindness, it could throw your thyroid levels if it interferes with the pituitary gland. And it is plain hard to recover from.” Dr. Smith explained.

“And if you don’t do surgery?” Katie asked.

“The tumor will continue to grow. The headaches will grow worse. More frequent. You will become blind. And…then you will die. Probably from a stroke or during a seizure.” Dr. Smith explained.

“Katie…you are an adult. This is your decision.” Christine said.

“We will leave you for a few moments.” Dr. Galloway said. After they were out of the room; Katie sat up slightly.

“It’ll be so expensive.” Katie said.

“That can’t be a deciding factor…” Christine started.

“Actually, it won’t. You are still under my benefits package. I never took you, Hannah or your mom off. It seemed too final…so the surgery and recovery would be paid for.” Mike replied.

“But, even with that; it can’t be the reason.” Christine said.

“What do you want?” Katie asked both Mike and Christine.

“While I do not want you to go through the pain of a surgery, I want you to live a long life. Have a career, get married and have children.” Christine replied, looking to Mike.

“I agree with your mom, but I will also add; I want longer to repair this between you and me. I don’t want you giving up so easy, but it has to be what you want.” Mike said.

“Maybe in the spring, we can check on those architecture schools?” Katie remarked. Mike and Christine exchanged a look and nodded at each other.

“Absolutely, sweetheart.” Mike replied. He bent down and kissed Katie’s forehead.

“I’ll get the doctors.” Christine said, kissing Katie’s forehead. Mike sat down next to Katie and pulled her close.

“I’m scared, Daddy.” Katie said.

“Me too, sweetie.” Mike admitted. Christine walked back in and nodded.

“Dr. Smith is getting an operating room. They want to do it sooner rather than later.” Christine said. She sat down on the edge of the bed and they held onto Katie until the nurse came for her.

“I love you, sweetheart. I know I’ve not been good at showing it always, but I love you so very much.” Mike said.

“I love you, too.” Katie said. Christine winked at Mike and kissed Katie’s cheek.

“Love you, sweetie.” Christine replied.

“Love you, Mom.” Katie said.

“Its time. You will go to the third floor. The waiting room is right outside the bank of elevators.” The nurse explained. She went one way with the gurney and Mike and Christine went the other way.

It was an agonizing wait. Christine had called home and the kids were doing okay under Hannah’s supervision. It was almost three am when their name came across the intercom, indicating Katie’s surgery was done. One way or another. Dr. Smith was waiting on them, looking exhausted. They followed her into a conference room.

“First of all, Katie survived. Her vitals are good. We will keep her sedated most of the next twenty-four hours. Her body has been through an incredible trauma. I do believe she had a small stroke during the surgery. We will not know until she is awake what damage was done, if any. I’m not sure it was even extensive.” Dr. Smith explained.

“Were you able to get it all?” Christine asked.

“Yes, but we did have to do some damage to her pituitary gland. I am
consulting with an endocrinologist to see what effect that will have.” Dr. Smith answered.

“Is it…cancerous?” Mike asked.

“We’ve sent it to pathology. By appearance, I would say not but I
won’t guarantee that. I’ve been surprised before.” Dr. Smith replied.

“Can we see her? I know its not visiting hours.” Christine asked.

“Yes, but after you spend a bit with her, go home and go to bed. She is in the neuro-trauma ICU. She must rest. Even your presence will disturb her. We will take good care of her. This is a marathon, not a sprint. Katie has a very long road to recovery and it is going to take her some time. She needs you both fully rested.” Dr. Smith insisted.

“When can we come back?” Christine asked.

“Later this afternoon.” Dr. Smith said.

“Thank you.” Mike replied. He would have preferred to stay but he could tell Christine was exhausted. They followed Dr. Smith into a hospital room across from the nurse’s station. Katie was asleep, and looked incredibly small. Her head was wrapped in bandages and she had oxygen on.

“We did have to shave her hair, unfortunately.” Dr. Smith replied.

“It’ll grow back.” Christine replied, fixated on Katie’s face.

“If you have any questions, ask the nurse and they’ll get me. Please go home and get some rest.” Dr. Smith instructed. Mike nodded and touched Christine’s shoulder. After Dr. Smith left, Christine spoke.

“I think I put too much responsibility on her shoulders. The kids, the house, animals, chores, gardening, cooking…” Christine said.

“Hey…Katie would have said if she couldn’t handle it. We are just going to have to readjust as she recovers.” Mike said.

“I’m not sure she would have.” Christine replied and Mike nodded.

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Chapter 11
It was a long night and neither Mike or Christine got much sleep. When they got back to the hospital, Katie was still sleeping. It was confirmed she’d had a stroke during surgery and her face was slightly drooped on that side, but her vitals were holding steady. She was trying to wake herself up, so while Christine ran down to the gift shop to get Katie socks, Mike grasped her hand.

“I still haven’t figured out why I treated you like I did…but I know; I always loved you. I was not good at showing it. I remember…when I couldn’t find you, your mom and Hannah. I found your sweatshirt. Could smell that body spray you liked so well…coconut something or other. I would take it out and smell it sometimes. Before, I couldn’t stand that smell, but for the longest time, anytime I smelled coconut I thought of you. In a drink or dessert, someone’s perfume, a candle, car freshener and suddenly, people used coconut in everything.” Mike said, talking to the still sleeping Katie.

“I remember that body spray too. I hated it but she always asked for it, every Christmas and birthday.” Christine remarked from the doorway.

“I thought she must have bathed in it, and doused her clothes in it too, but when…I smelled that sweatshirt, it connected me to her.” Mike replied.

“For me; it was a bottle of your cologne. I kept it for years, even after it soured.” Christine said. She moved the blanket and put the socks on Katie’s bare feet.

“Do you think I’ll ever figure out what caused it?” Mike asked.

“She made you doubt yourself. Made you wonder about a life after the Navy. Wanted you to be more present when you were home. And you didn’t like being challenged. It all escalated.” Christine replied. She was lotioning Katie’s hands and arms.

“That wouldn’t lead me to abusing her.” Mike said.

“It did though. Mike, she only wanted you to be present for all of us then, and all this soul-searching and worrying is going to cause you not to be present with us now. I know you know this, but she is going to need both of us, more now than ever.” Christine answered.

“So, we just move on?” Mike asked.

“As much as possible. Talk to her when the time is right but I think Katie needs you in a different way now. Once she wakes up, we will know more of what our future holds.” Christine said.

“There is something on your mind?” Mike asked.

“I put a lot on Katie’s shoulders over the years. I’m thinking about putting the farm up for sale. Buying or building a house. Actually being a mom to the younger kids so Katie doesn’t have to. Have a more regular life…of course with you.” Christine said.

“It is a hard life.” Mike admitted.

“I couldn’t have done it without Katie, but I never had to put so much on her. I could have gotten a regular job. Even would have been able to adopt Josie, Jimmy and Juniper.” Christine said. Mike walked around the bed and pulled Christine into a hug.

“If you want to sell the farm, then we can. But this is not on you.” Mike replied.

“No…” Katie said. Mike and Christine both sit down at her bedside so Katie could see them.

“Katie; c’mon. Open those eyes.” Mike begged. Katie was moving her head back and forth and seemed very restless.

“Too bright.” Katie said. Christine jumped up to close the blinds.

“That should be better. Katie, come on, sweet pea. Your dad and I are both here. Everyone is home.” Christine said. Katie’s eyes fluttered open and she immediately closed them.

“Hurts!” Katie exclaimed. Mike turned the light off, only leaving a low light on by the bed. “Can you hold me?” Katie asked.

“Me or your dad?” Christine asked.

“Both.” Katie replied. Mike and Christine both lowered the bed rail and laid down next to Katie, being careful of wires and bandages.

“Been a long time since we did this with just you.” Mike remarked. He put an arm around Katie and Christine and rubbed Christine’s arm with his free hand.

“It feels good.” Katie replied.

“Katie…it might be a bit soon, but what do you think about selling the farm? We’d still be together as a family, maybe even have a small hobby type farm. But not like we do now.” Mike asked.

“I’m afraid I’ve put a lot on your shoulders over the years.” Christine said.

“Would I still get to keep Jules?” Katie asked.

“Absolutely.” Mike answered.

“We don’t have to make a decision right now. It is just something to think about.” Christine said. Katie nodded and then groaned in pain.

“When can I go home?” Katie asked.

“Honey; it is going to be a bit. You have physical therapy and occupational therapy. It’s just a lot to recover from.” Christine replied. Suddenly, Katie started crying.

“Hey, what’s going on? Are you in pain?” Mike asked.

“I miss my dog. I want to go home.” Katie sobbed. Mike and Christine exchanged a look.

“I’ll go talk to the nurse.” Christine said, giving Katie a kiss on the cheek. She got off the bed and left the room.

“It might be a bit before you can go but maybe they’ll have a therapy dog or something? I know it’s not Jules but it might help. She’s just so protective of you.” Mike said.

“I hope they let me out of here.” Katie said. Just then, Christine walked back in.

“I spoke with the nurse. Physical and occupational therapy will be here tomorrow morning first thing. From there, Dr. Smith will evaluate you going home. She wants to make sure you won’t have another seizure and make sure you don’t have another stroke. As far as Jules is concerned; if I provide her shot records, she can come visit, as long as we have her on a leash.” Christine explained.

“The shot records are in the file on the top of the fridge and her halter and leash are hanging by the backdoor.” Katie said.

“Alright. We’ll see what we can do. I know your brothers and sisters would like to see you too.” Christine replied.

“Is there anything you want to eat or drink? You’ve got to be hungry.”
Mike asked.

“A chocolate milkshake.” Katie answered.

“The nurse said she would bring her some broth too. Wants her to take it slow eating.” Christine warned Mike.

“Please, Daddy?” Katie begged. Christine let out a groan, knowing Mike would fold.

“Of course.” Mike replied. He winked at Christine as he stood up. “Do you want anything?” Mike asked.

“Maybe a sandwich?” Christine asked.

“Coming right up.” Mike replied. He kissed Katie’s forehead and smiled down at her. He gave Christine a kiss before leaving the hospital room. He would be glad to get his girl home where she belonged.

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Chapter 12

Mike was careful driving Katie home.  Christine had stayed home; wanting to cook a good meal and get Katie’s bedroom ready   He pulled in and helped Katie in, glad Christine was keeping Jules and the kids contained.  He’d parked close to the house, but it was hard getting Katie across the unsteady ground and up the porch steps.  Thankfully, he was able to get her to the couch and settled before everyone came down the steps, led by Jules.  

Everyone had to work around Jules because she was not leaving Katie’s side.  The kids had not been able to visit her in the hospital and like Jules, they were not letting Katie out of their sight.  Christine seemed off and Mike found her in the ‘classroom,’ staring off into space.

“Can I show you something?” Mike asked as he pulled out a pad of drawing paper. 

“Sure.” Christine said.

“In the vein of you wanting to sell this farm but having a ‘hobby farm,’ I’ve been doing some thinking.  Now; I am not much of a residential architect, but I drew some designs up, utilizing an open floor plan, that is single story.” Mike explained.  

“Okay?” Christine asked.  Mike flipped the cover and Christine gasped.

“This one I like most.  So, it will have a small step up on the porch.  Not completely wheelchair accessible but we might be able to grade it to work for Katie.  She and Hannah would have their own rooms.  The little girls  and the little boys’ rooms will be joined by a bathroom.  You and I will have a room, bathroom and closet.  A room for home-schooling.  Nice kitchen, dining area, living room.  Pantry and laundry room kind of joined up.” Mike explained.  

“I like this.” Christine said.  Mike turned the page to show a view of the living room, dining area and kitchen.  “Mike, how would we pay for this?” Christine asked.

“I have a lot saved but we would sell off some acreage, keep the house and build on that five acres down by the creek.  Then sell the house and this forty acres.” Mike explained.

“But what if it doesn’t sell?” Christine asked.

“Christine, I don’t think that is a problem.” Mike remarked.   He pulled Christine into a hug.  It had been an exhausting two weeks and Katie was not up to par yet.  Christine was stressed to the point of breaking down several times in the past few days.  

“I’m so tired.” Christine admitted.

“We have her home and it isn’t dinnertime yet.  She is content.  Why don’t you lay down?  I can help her to the bathroom and Katie can help her in the bathroom if she needs it.” Mike suggested.

“Oh, I hate to leave her.” Christine said.

“You aren’t.  You are resting.  She will be absolutely okay.” Mike answered.  He kissed her forehead.  

“I should have known something was wrong.  Katie and I have barely been apart.  I should have realized something was wrong.  But I was so busy working this farm, I barely noticed her last birthday.  Hannah had to remind me.” Christine sobbed into his chest.  

“And her next birthday, we will all have something to celebrate.  Christine; I didn’t see it either, even the day of.  She is good at masking it.  We will find our way through this.  Do you want me to go upstairs and lay down with you until you fall asleep?  I can have Hannah get me if need be.” Mike asked.  

“Yeah.” Christine answered.

“Go on up.  I’ll be there in a minute.” Mike said.  He gave 

Christine a long kiss.  She nodded and followed him out of the school room, taking the drawing book with her.  Mike quietly explained to Hannah that he would be upstairs for a few minutes and to get him if he was needed.  He kissed the top of Katie’s head.  

“Dad, if you want to take a nap; I’ll be alright.  I may too.” Katie said.  The kids were watching a movie and Jules was sound asleep on Katie’s lap.  

“Thanks, honey.  Get some rest.” Mike said.  He kissed her forehead again and scratched Jules’ head.  The dog was certainly devoted to her human.  He gave Juniper a hug and headed up the stairs.  Christine looked up as soon as he walked in.  She was looking at the drawing pad.  She’d changed into her nightgown.  Mike stripped down and settled next to her.  

“If we do this with the house, will I need to find a job?” Christine asked.

“No.  If we do it the way I suggested; we can manage just fine.  Besides, I want you to relax a little.  You worry about how hard Katie has worked and you’ve also practically driven yourself into the ground.” Mike replied.  

“I suppose I’m just worried about money.” Christine admitted.  She sat the book down on her nightstand, and turned to curl up next to Mike.

“We will be fine.” Mike said.  Suddenly, Christine straddled his hips and smiled down at him.

“I hope you locked that door?” Christine asked.  

“Yeah, I did.  Hannah will knock if she needs us.” Mike replied.  

“Does this make us horrible parents?” Christine asked as Mike kissed her neck.  

“They know they can get us.” Mike said.

“Its a destresser.” Christine remarked.  

“I love you.” Mike said as he flipped Christine over.  He helped her out of her nightgown; admiring her body.  

“I’m getting a little old to be without that.” Christine remarked, pointing at the nightgown.

“How about you let me be the judge of that?” Mike suggested.  

“I love you too.” Christine replied before giving him a long and passionate kiss.  They began making love, slow and lazy and Christine was right.  It was the destresser they both needed desperately.  Afterwards, Christine was laying with her head on Mike’s chest.

“Not much sleep happening.” Mike remarked.

“I feel better though.  Thank you.  As always, you were amazing.” Christine said with a laugh before giving him another kiss.  

“You too.” Mike said.

“I like the second one better, but with the front porch from the third.” Christine remarked.

“You liked the cozier primary bedroom?” Mike replied.

“It was substantial and honestly, Mike; we don’t need alot of room.  We sleep, go to the bathroom and shower…and this.” Christine said before giving him another kiss.

“Plenty of this is totally fine with me.” Mike replied and Christine laughed.  

“That’s never changed.” Christine remarked.

“A lot of time to make up for.  Maybe once we have the house built and Katie is back on her feet; we can do a romantic weekend away or something.” Mike suggested.  

“I’d like that alot.” Christine said.  

“Might be able to do it sooner, once she’s back on her feet.” Mike replied.  

“I don’t want to push her too soon.  We’d better shower and get downstairs.  We aren’t going to sleep after all.” Christine said as she put the nightgown back on.  Mike laughed and followed her into her adjoining bathroom.

After a quick shower and stripping the bed, they headed downstairs.  Thankfully, Hannah had kept the younger kids occupied and volunteered to help Christine with dinner.  Katie was awake but still resting.  Mike sat down next to her and put his arm around her.  

“Feel better being home?” Mike asked.  

“Yeah.  I feel kind of useless though.” Katie admitted.  

“Trust me, pumpkin; you are not useless.  Consider it a hard-earned vacation.” Mike said.  

“You used to call me that before…” Katie started.  Mike noticed the downcast look in her eyes.  

“Katie; I cannot remember why things soured between you and me.  It can’t be anything you did; I am sure of that, but the last two weeks has taught me; it doesn’t really matter.  What does matter; is that we don’t continue picking it back up.  You deserve a healthy relationship with me.  Hell, I deserve it too. Your mom and siblings too.” Mike said.

“I remember.” Katie said quietly.  

“Remember what?” Mike asked.

“I got really mad because you got called away on a weekend before you were supposed to take me to some museum.  I had looked forward to it for months.  When you got back, I said that I hated you.  Looking back now; you were heartbroken but I was vicious.  You distanced yourself.  You had to go on a deployment soon after and it just kind of went downhill from there.  So, it was me.” Katie said.  

“Honey, I was the adult.  I shouldn’t have let it go downhill.” Mike said.  

“True.” Katie said.  She let out a yawn and Mike pulled her closer.  “I am sleepy.” Katie admitted.

“Just go to sleep, pumpkin.” Mike said.  Katie gave him a slight nod before cuddling up.  Within just a few minutes she was sound asleep.  It gave Mike time to remember exactly what she was talking about.  

“How long do you think you’ll be gone?” Christine asked as Mike packed his rucksack.

“Over the weekend for sure.  Possibly as late as Wednesday.” Mike answered.

“Katie will be upset.  You were going to take her to that museum exhibit she has been begging to go to.” Christine remarked.

“Maybe next weekend?” Mike suggested.

“Tickets were only for this weekend and it’s the last weekend.”  Christine answered.  

“Damn.  And I have to be gone before she gets home from school.” Mike replied.

“I’ll explain.” Christine said.  

“Tell her that I am sorry.   I will see if I can get tickets when its in Richmond.” Mike said.  He zipped the bag and gave Christine a long kiss. 

“I love you.  Be careful.” Christine said.  

“I love you too.” Mike said.  He hated leaving.  The training weekend was muddy and dirty.  He always enjoyed team exercises but knowing Christine was having to deal with a very upset pre-teen, worried him.  He was glad to make it home late Wednesday evening but was not shocked to find Katie in the living room.  “For the record; Katie, I am sorry.  I know how much you were looking forward to the museum.  I will check and see if I can get tickets to the Richmond exhibit.” Mike said.

“Don’t even bother.” Katie said with her arms crossed over her chest.  

“I promise I will.” Mike said.

“I HATE YOU! I am sick of all these broken promises.  I just wish you’d leave and not come back, ever!” Katie yelled as she stormed towards her bedroom.

“Katherine Rebecca Slattery, apologize right now!” Christine yelled, coming from the laundry room.  

“NO!” Katie replied before storming off to her bedroom.  Mike just sit down on the couch and Christine settled next to him.

“She didn’t mean it.  I’ll talk to her.” Christine said.

“The problem is, she did mean it.  I probably just need to give her her distance right now.  It is only going to make the problem worse if I get agitating it.” Mike replied.

“Just don’t let it be too long.” Christine remarked.  Mike nodded, not wanting to tell her how badly Katie’s words hurt.  He suspected she knew but it was easier to just not say anything else.

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Wildfire
Chapter 13
Katie’s recovery was rough. She would go from having no energy to feeling like she could do anything, only to be sidelined by a headache. But at least she didn’t have anymore seizures. Her patience was thin and it seemed that Mike got the brunt of her impatience but in the next breathe, she seemed to gravitate to him if she wanted held or comforted.

They had sold a hundred acre plot of land, enough to start building the house Christine had picked. Mike had picked out a place with a pretty view per Katie’s request. She hadn’t voiced wanting much else. It was like now that she remembered what had driven her and Mike apart, she was determined to make him pay for it, in certain moods. After being particularly fussy one night, Mike walked into the bedroom that he and Christine shared. She looked up when he threw his t-shirt in the hamper angrily.

“What did that t-shirt ever do to you?” Christine joked.

“Is she ever going to let me off the hook?” Mike asked angrily.

“Katie?” Christine asked.

“Yes.” Mike answered sharply.

“Hey, don’t bite my head off. She isn’t ready to let it go and frankly neither are you. This is going to be a tug-of-war between you too.” Christine replied.

“Until? I die?” Mike asked.

“Mike…take her to a museum. Fulfill your promise.” Christine remarked.

“I couldn’t find that particular exhibit if I tried. I don’t even remember what it was.” Mike admitted. He stripped to his boxers and settled next to Christine.

“Just a history museum would probably do the trick.” Christine remarked.

“She probably wouldn’t go with me.” Mike said.

“Try.” Christine replied before taking her glasses off and shutting her light off. Mike reached over and gave her a kiss.

“I love you.” Mike said.

“I love you too.” Christine said.

The next morning; Katie was feeling pretty good and Mike had looked online for the nearest history museum. Nearly two hours away and it might be a wasted trip but Mike found a scarf for Katie’s head. Christine helped Katie get ready and settled in Mike’s truck.

“Where are we going?” Katie asked five miles into the trip.

“A history and art museum. It is a little bit of a drive from here so you might as well settle in.” Mike said.

“Dad, I just had brain surgery a few weeks ago. Why do this now?” Katie asked.

“Because I need to fulfill my promise to you.” Mike replied.

“Dad, it’s been years.” Katie pointed out.

“Where do you want to go for lunch?” Mike asked, changing the subject. Katie gave him a look that reminded Mike very much of Christine.
“What is there?” Katie asked in an exasperated tone.

“We’ll have to see when we get there. An idea of what you’re craving will help.” Mike replied.

“Chinese food or Italian food.” Katie replied before looking out the window.

The rest of the drive was made in silence. It almost made Mike turn around because he had clearly misjudged Katie’s mood, even if she was feeling better. Hopefully, he would find something that Katie would be interested in.

Mike enjoyed history and all, so he was happy to see Katie become animated as they looked at the different exhibits. Her favorite was on American Architecture, and it was one Mike enjoyed too. He noticed that she was becoming more sluggish, so he decided once they got through the art museum, it was time to find something to eat and head home. And showing just how tired she was; Katie chose a nearby deli.

“We can come back when you feel better.” Mike remarked.

“There is all sorts of things to do. I bet the kids would like the Discovery Center.” Katie replied.

“Maybe we can plan a family trip. Get a hotel and all. We can have Jules boarded somewhere.” Mike suggested and Katie smiled.

“I’d like that as long as Jules would be safe.” Katie said.

“I would make sure of it.” Mike replied.

“Are we going home after this?” Katie asked.

“Unless you have something else you want to do?” Mike asked.

“You know–Mother’s Day is coming up. I’d like to get something nice for Mom but I don’t have any money.” Katie said.

“I have money. It would be a good day to find her something.” Mike agreed.

“She deserves something nice.” Katie remarked.

“I agree. Bet you won’t say that about me come Father’s Day.” Mike said jokingly. It wasn’t until he looked up that he noticed the stricken look on Katie’s face. “Oh, I touched a nerve.” Mike remarked, still joking.

“When was the last time I got you a Father’s Day present?” Katie asked.

“When you were probably ten or twelve.” Mike admitted.

“Sorry.” Katie replied, staring at her salad.

“Katie–what is going on? I know you are tired and want to go home. We’ll find a gift for your mom and head that way, I promise.” Mike asked.

“I am tired.” Katie agreed.

“Are you finished eating?” Mike asked, pointing at Katie’s salad plate.

“Yeah.” Katie said as she wrapped the other half of her sandwich up.

“Alright. I’ll throw this out and get another cup of coffee. Do you want a refill of your drink?” Mike asked.

“No, thank you. I’m going to use the restroom.” Katie said. She handed him the wrapped sandwich and scurried off to the bathroom.

“Your daughter is so polite and sweet.” The waitress told Mike.

“To her mother’s credit I wasn’t around much with her.” Mike admitted.

“Military?” The waitress asked.

“How’d you guess?” Mike asked.

“Your bearing. It was either that or law enforcement.” The waitress answered.

“I was actually both.” Mike replied.

“You’re just getting to know her again, aren’t you? And its uncomfortable?” The waitress asked.

“Yeah. We weren’t getting on so well and then we’ve been apart for many years. Then I got back and she got sick.” Mike said.

“You are taking the time with her now, though. That’s the important thing. You should let yourself off the hook…and let her off the hook. She’s an adult now. So start fresh. You don’t necessarily have to parent her now. She’s a well-adjusted adult. Just…become her friend. Quit trying to right the wrongs and just let it be. When she needs you as a dad, she’ll let you know.” The waitress replied.

“Sounds like the voice of experience.” Mike remarked.

“My dad was a Marine and it took him a long while to learn it.” The waitress said. Just then, Katie came back and the waitress winked at Mike before filling his coffee cup up.

“Thanks.” Mike said as he stood up. He put a hand on Katie’s back and they walked out of the restaurant. “So, jewelry store?” Mike asked, pointing at a nearby store.

“Yeah. I don’t even know what to get her.” Katie remarked.

“We’ll find something or see about ordering something. We’ve got a bit of time.” Mike replied.

“But we’d have to come back?” Katie remarked as they walked towards the store.

“It wouldn’t kill me to bring you back here. I enjoyed today.” Mike replied.

“I did too.” Katie said. Mike winked at her in response before holding the door to the jewelry store open.

They finally settled on ordering a Mother’s Ring for Christine and Mike bought an eternity band to go along with her wedding ring simply because he wanted to. Mike also noticed Katie looking at some lockets in interest but he knew she would never voice wanting one. Her birthday was in the fall, so Mike would talk to Christine about perhaps ordering Katie one.

Katie fell asleep five minutes into the trip and Mike had to shake her awake when they pulled into the driveway. She tucked the presents into her purse and Mike helped her up the walkway, knowing that Katie was unsteady when she had such a long nap. Christine walked out onto the porch and smiled at them.

“Did you have a good time?” Christine asked.

“Yes, I did but I am really tired.” Katie answered.

“Do you want to rest on the couch or do you want help up to your room?” Mike asked.

“My room, please.” Katie said. She handed Christine the sandwich and Christine laughed.

“What’s this?” She asked.

“Its my sandwich. I thought maybe one of the boys might like it.” Katie replied.

“Eli was just complaining he was hungry. Mike; if you want to deal with that; I can get Katie upstairs and settled in.” Christine said.

“Yep. Katie; I had a good time and we will do it again.” Mike said; kissing Katie’s forehead. She gave him a hug in response.

“I did too. Thank you.” Katie said.

“You’re welcome, sweetheart. Get some sleep.” Mike said.

“I love you, Daddy. I know sometimes I’m mean but I do love you.” Katie replied.

“I love you too and sometimes I am not the nicest either. We just have to give each other a bit of grace.” Mike answered Christine winked at Mike before taking Katie’s hand and leading her up the stairs; talking the whole way about what they had seen.

“Alright, Eli, are you hungry, son?” Mike asked the little boy. Every now and then; Eli would look up at him and he’d see Lucas, even though Eli resembled Christine a bit closer. Something about his eyes reminded Mike of Lucas.

“Yes, sir. Will we get to go to that place? I heard Katie telling Mama about some place there.” Eli asked as Mike helped him settle at the table.

“Would you like that?” Mike asked.

“Yes.” Eli answered as he began eating the sandwich. Mike suspected that the little boy didn’t care for the wheat bread but was hungry enough that he didn’t care.

“I’ll see what we can do.” Mike replied, giving the little boy a cup of milk.

“I wanna see a ship like you were on.” Eli said.

“That is a lot longer drive than what we did today but I might be able to figure something out someday.” Mike replied.

“I like having you here. It’s funner.” Eli said. Mike decided not to correct his grammar and just smiled in response.

“I love being here, Son. I love you.” Mike said. He reached over and ruffled Eli’s hair. It had been a really nice day for him and he found a connection with Katie and Eli both.

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Wildfire
Chapter 14
Slowly, Katie recovered and slowly, Mike reconnected with her. The new house was coming together and it gave Mike and Katie a way to connect. They took a trip to the city with all the kids, touring museums, going shopping in ‘real stores’ as Hannah put it, ate out and spent time together. Katie was beyond ready to get home to Jules. She had also enrolled in online college courses; taking basic courses until she decided what she wanted to do.

One of the other things they got done was Mike formally adopted Jimmy, Josie and Juniper. It was a legality and not something he had to do, but he wanted to and felt very strongly about it. He coached both boys in Little League and went to a Daddy Daughter dance with Emma and Josie. He and Christine went on frequent dates and even a weekend away once Katie was completely healed.

Katie’s six month check up scared both Mike and Christine. It took two days for the scans to come back. It was rough but thankfully, so far she was in the clear. The tumor was not growing back. There had been fears because of the stroke, they hadn’t gotten all of the tumor and it would grow back.

Move in day was long for both Mike and Christine. Not because they were moving a lot…they were selling a lot of the furniture with the house. It was just hard to move three adults, a teenager, five young kids, a very suspicious dog and a menagerie of animals…across the road. Finally, at almost midnight; Christine climbed into bed next to Mike. He kissed the top of her head and smiled at her.

“Feels weird not to have your quilt on the bed.” Christine remarked. Katie had made it to where the ‘Sailor’s” quilt could become a wall-hanging. It was now hanging in the living room.

“But it looks like artwork up in the living room. For other people to see and enjoy.” Mike remarked.

“Mike, thank you. This is an amazing house.” Christine replied before giving him a long kiss.

“And you have made it a home.” Mike said.

“That was all Katie.” Christine replied.

“Its funny, you know…its like Katie is the heart and soul of this family. The kids gravitate to her. The animals gravitate to her…hell, you and I gravitate to her.” Mike remarked.

“I am really, really proud of you. I know its not always been easy and you’ve had to do a lot of apologizing and forgiving each other.” Christine said.

“She did most of the work.” Mike replied. Christine just shook her head.

“I know better.” Christine said before giving him another kiss and shutting the light off.

“Do you think we’ll end up with Juniper in here?” Mike asked.

“Probably. It’s supposed to storm and she was nervous of her big, new bed.” Christine replied.

“I may just go get her.” Mike said as he got out of bed. Christine laughed in response but he left the room, checking on all the kids on his way through. Eli had to be tucked back into bed and Mike got a drink for Jimmy before getting to Juniper, who was already sitting up and staring at the window. It was lightning and thundering and Mike smiled at her. “Bed with Mommy and me?” Mike asked.

“Please?” Juniper begged as she held her arms up. Mike picked her up and she cuddled close. “I not like ‘torms.” Juniper said.

“It’ll be okay.” Mike said as he carried Juniper to the primary bedroom, on the other side of the house.

“I love you.” Juniper said in a sleepy tone.

“I love you too, J.” Mike said, just as Katie appeared.

“I was going to check on her.” Katie said.

“I’ve got her. You go on to bed, sweetheart.” Mike said. Katie still got tired easy and when she was tired, she would have horrible headaches. He leaned down and kissed Katie’s forehead.

“I’m not going to argue with that.” Katie said with a smile.

“I love you, sweetie. Wake us up if you need us.” Mike said.

“I love you too. Juniper; sleep tight. I always loved sleeping between Mama and Daddy. You will too.” Katie said.

“I ‘seepy.” Juniper said.

“Better get her to bed. Once she voices being tired, you don’t have long before the second wind hits her.” Katie warned.

“Aye, aye. Katie, good night.” Mike said before going the opposite direction to where Katie was headed. As soon as he laid Juniper down, she cuddled close to Christine, who was fighting sleep herself.

“I like it in ‘ere.” Juniper said.

“You will like your own room soon enough.” Mike replied. He wrapped his arms around both Christine and Juniper. They both cuddled up and Christine smiled at him.

“I didn’t think anything could be better than last anniversary but I’m pretty sure this beats it.” Christine remarked.

“Happy Anniversary. I love you.” Mike said.

“I love you too.” Christine replied. She gave Mike a kiss over Juniper.

Christine fell asleep quickly and Mike stayed awake; admiring his view. He would have much preferred to not have a three-year old sleeping in between him and Christine, but it wasn’t all bad.

Once his relationship with Katie was on steadier ground, he spent some time with Hannah. It was nice to spend time with each kid individually. And now that the farm and other house had sold, Christine would have the same chance. It was nice to just be a family before Katie and Hannah flew the nest.