Once Pined. Blake PierceЧитать онлайн книгу.
had to fly off to Seattle this morning. But Bill needed her help, and that decided the matter as far as she was concerned. Jilly had seemed all right when they had discussed the matter at home, but Riley really didn’t know what to expect now.
Fortunately, she didn’t have to take Jilly to school alone. Ryan had offered to drive, and Gabriela and April also came along to offer moral support.
When they all got out of the car in the school parking lot, April took Jilly by the hand and trotted along with her straight toward the building. The two slender girls were both wearing jeans and boots and warm jackets. Yesterday Riley had taken them shopping and let Jilly choose a new jacket, along with a bedspread, posters, and some pillows to personalize her bedroom.
Riley, Ryan, and Gabriela followed behind the girls, and Riley’s heart warmed as she watched them. After years of sullenness and rebellion, April suddenly seemed incredibly mature. Riley wondered if maybe this was what April had needed all along – someone else to take care of.
“Look at them,” Riley said to Ryan. “They’re bonding.”
“Wonderful, isn’t it?” Ryan said. “They actually look kind of like sisters. Is that what drew you to her?”
It was an interesting question. When she’d first brought Jilly home, Riley had mostly been struck by how different the two girls were. But now she was becoming more and more aware of resemblances. True, April was the paler of the two, with hazel eyes like her mom, while Jilly had brown eyes and an olive complexion.
But right now, as the two heads of dark hair bounced along together, they did seem very much alike.
“Maybe so,” she said, answering Ryan’s question. “I didn’t stop to think about it. All I knew was that she was in serious trouble, and maybe I could help.”
“You may very well have saved her life,” Ryan said.
Riley felt a lump in her throat. That possibility hadn’t occurred to her and it was a humbling thought. She was both exhilarated and terrified by this feeling of newfound responsibility.
The whole family went straight to the guidance counselor’s office. Warm and smiling as always, Wanda Lewis greeted Jilly with a map of the school.
“I’ll take you straight to your homeroom,” Ms. Lewis said.
“I can see this is a good place,” Gabriela told Jilly. “You’ll be fine here.”
Now Jilly looked nervous but happy. She hugged them all, then followed Ms. Lewis down the hall.
“I like this school,” Gabriela told Ryan, Riley, and April on the way back to the car.
“I’m glad you approve,” Riley said.
She meant it sincerely. Gabriela was much more than a housekeeper. She was a true member of the family. It was important that she feel good about family decisions.
They all got into the car, and Ryan started the engine.
“Where to next?” Ryan asked cheerfully.
“I’ve got to get to school,” April said.
“Then home right after that,” Riley said. “I’ve got a plane to catch in Quantico.”
“Got it,” Ryan said, pulling out of the parking lot.
Riley watched Ryan’s face as he drove. He looked really happy – happy to be a part of things, and happy to have a new member of the family. He hadn’t been like this through most of their marriage. He really did seem like a changed man. And at moments like now, she felt grateful to him.
She turned and looked at her daughter, who was in the back seat.
“You’re handling all of this really well,” Riley said.
April looked surprised.
“I’m putting a lot into it,” she said. “Glad you noticed.”
For a moment Riley was taken aback. Had she been ignoring her daughter out of concern for getting their new family member settled in?
April was quiet for a moment, then said, “Mom, I’m still glad you brought her home. I guess it’s all more complicated than I thought it would be, having a new sister. She’s had an awful time and sometimes she isn’t easy to talk to.”
“I don’t want to make this hard on you,” Riley said.
April smiled weakly. “I was hard on you,” she said. “I’m tough enough to deal with Jilly’s problems. And the truth is, I’m beginning to enjoy helping her. We’ll be fine. Please don’t worry about us.”
It eased Riley’s mind that she was leaving Jilly in the care of three people she felt sure she could trust – April, Gabriela, and Ryan. All the same, it bothered her that she had to be away right now. She hoped it wouldn’t be for long.
The ground dropped away as Riley looked out the window of the small BAU jet. The jet climbed above the clouds for the flight to the Pacific Northwest – nearly six hours. In just a few minutes, Riley was watching the landscape rolling beneath them.
Bill was sitting next to her.
He said, “Flying across the country like this always makes me think of long ago, when people had to walk or ride horses or wagons.”
Riley nodded and smiled. It was as if Bill had read her thoughts. She often had that feeling about him.
“The country must have seemed huge to people back then,” she said. “It took settlers months to get across.”
A familiar and comfortable silence settled between them. Over the years, she and Bill had had their share of disagreements and even quarrels, and at times their partnership had seemed to be over. But now she felt all the closer to him because of those hard times. She trusted him with her life, and she knew he trusted her with his.
At times like now, she was glad that she and Bill hadn’t given in to their attraction to one another. They’d come perilously close at times.
It would have ruined everything, Riley thought.
They’d been smart to steer clear of it. The loss of their friendship would have been too hard for her to imagine. He was her best friend in the world.
After a few moments, Bill said, “Thanks for coming, Riley. I really need your help this time out. I don’t think I could handle this case with any other partner. Not even Lucy.”
Riley looked at him and said nothing. She didn’t have to ask him what was on his mind. She knew he was finally going to tell her the truth about what had happened to his mother. Then she’d understand just how important and troubling this case really was to him.
He stared straight ahead, remembering.
“You already know about my family,” he said. “I’ve told you that Dad was a high school math teacher, and my mom worked as a bank teller. With three kids, we were all comfortable without being especially well off. It was a pretty happy life for all of us. Until …”
Bill paused for a moment.
“It happened when I was nine years old,” he continued. “Just before Christmas, the staff at Mom’s bank threw their annual Christmas party, exchanging gifts and eating cake and all the usual office stuff. When Mom came home that afternoon, she sounded like she’d had fun and everything was fine. But as the evening wore on, she started behaving strangely.”
Bill’s face tightened at the grim memory.
“She got dizzy and confused, and her speech was slurred. It was almost like she was drunk. But Mom never drank much, and besides, no alcohol had been served at the party. None of us had any idea what was going on. Things rapidly got worse. She suffered from nausea and vomiting. Dad rushed her to the emergency room. We kids went along with them.”
Bill fell quiet again. Riley could tell that it was becoming harder by the moment to tell her what had happened.
“By the time we got to the hospital, her heart was racing, and she was hyperventilating, and her blood