Chapter Twenty-Nine
Grant
“Thanks for helping again today, man,” Brady said.
As it turned out, the firefighting job was not going to be an everyday thing. If there was no fire, or no training, then there was no point going in. As long as we had our phone on hand, we were free to do other things. So I decided to dedicate that time to helping out Brady at the ranch. It was nice in a way.
“No problem. I get the best of both worlds this way. You know I enjoy the ranch work.”
“Appreciate it. So, how did things go with Emily’s father? Did the two of you go for that dinner?” Brady asked.
The sweat was pouring down my face, so I ran over to grab a towel to wipe my forehead and then walked back over to where we were walking.
“We went. It wasn’t easy. He seemed like a nice enough guy and very apologetic about everything. At first, I thought it was going to be okay, but after he tried to explain why he hadn’t been around, Emily got mad and walked out.”
“Oh yeah? I’m not surprised. I’m not sure I would’ve even gone to the dinner. That was brave of her.”
“You think? I’m not surprised she went. I mean, she must’ve been curious.”
“Hmm. So, what do you think is going to happen? Is she going to see him again? Or was that it?”
I shrugged. “I have no idea. I’m hoping she gives him another chance at least.”
“Why?”
“Why what?” I asked.
“Why are you hoping she’ll give him another chance? If you ask me, she’s better off without him.”
“Why do you say that? You don’t even know the guy. You don’t know what sort of issues he had in the past. And yeah, what he did was a pretty shitty thing to do, but at the same time, you can’t always judge someone from their past behaviors. He clearly knows he made a mistake and you can see he regrets it. Sometimes it’s good to just forgive and forget.”
Brady laughed. But it wasn’t the laughter of a happy man. That was a purely cynical laugh. “Forgive and forget? You make it seem so easy. Look, I don’t want to get into the whole father situation right now. But I just want to say one thing to you.”
“What’s that?”
“I know you like to see the good in everyone, and that’s not always a bad thing. But you don’t always know the full story. You’re seeing it from an outsider’s point of view. But that viewpoint is very different when you’re the one involved. Don’t think you know what’s going on just because it seems obvious to you. You don’t have any emotions attached to the situation like Emily does. So, please—I’m asking you, just be there for her. I think Emily is going to need you more than you think she does. Probably more than she even knows.”
I looked at Brady. I’d never heard him talk so passionately about anything before. I thought about saying something, but I changed my mind.
“I’ll do that,” I said.
Later that day, I decided to visit Emily. If Brady was right, then she was going through a hard time, and I didn’t want her to be alone.
“Grant!” she said. “I didn’t know you were coming over.”
I grinned at her. I realized I’d taken a chance, but I was glad she was there. And I was even happier that she seemed pleased to see me. She looked incredibly cute in her little pajamas. They were light pink with hearts all over, and she was barefoot. She reached up on her tiptoes and kissed me.
“Did you take the day off?” I asked.
“No,” she said and looked at her outfit. “But I put these on as soon as I got home. You know me; I’m all about the comfort. Also, I didn’t know I’d be having company.”
“Well, it suits you. You should wear that all the time. You’re so cute,” I said, and she blushed. I held up the bags in my hands. “Also, I come bearing gifts.”
I walked over and placed the bags on the counter.
“Gifts? What gifts?” she said with excitement as she tried to see inside.
“Food gifts.”
“I thought I smelt something amazing. I love food gifts,” she said and squealed.
I chuckled. “I thought you’d like that. I was going to cook for you but decided that probably wouldn’t be the best idea. I mean, I want you to have a good night after all. The last thing I wanted was to give you food poisoning. So, I stopped off at the shop and got Chinese for us. Chopsticks and all. And a bottle of wine. Okay, two bottles of wine.”
“You’re the best. Thank you. I’m glad that you’ve realized the way to my heart is through my stomach. And I love Chinese food.”
We decided to sit in the living room instead of at the table. It felt like the sort of food that you’d want to eat curled up on the sofa. She laughed as I attempted to eat my food with the chopsticks. Every time I tried to pick it up, I’d drop everything and end up with a mouthful of air.
“You’re so good at that,” I said as I watched her working the sticks. She was actually quite fascinating to watch. She did it with so much precision and expertise it looked like she ate with them every day.
“Ah, years of practice. I know you don’t know this area so well yet, but you actually got food from my favorite Chinese place tonight. Terra and I used to get from them all the time when we were too lazy to bring lunch to work. We haven’t gone in ages though, so it’s so good to have it again. I’ve missed this food. Would you like a fork?” I asked.
“I feel like saying no, because I know I’m never going to get better if I don’t try. But if I don’t use a fork I might not get any food tonight. I’m starving. I’ve hardly eaten a thing.”
She chuckled and got me a fork.
“Such a westerner,” she said and laughed. “This is so nice, Grant. It’s good to have you here. Thank you so much for doing this tonight. I needed this.”
“Ah, it’s my pleasure. I can’t think of a better way to spend a Friday night, to be honest. I mean, I know he’s my brother and all, but I’d rather spend the night with you then with Brady. How are you doing by the way?”
She sighed. “I’m okay. I guess. I don’t really know what to feel, to be honest. I didn’t sleep well last night at all. I kept tossing and turning and running through what had happened. I’m not sure if I handled myself correctly last night, but I didn’t know what else to do. I just couldn’t be there anymore. I felt like I couldn’t breathe anymore.”
“Have you heard from him?”
She nodded. “Just one message telling me that he’s sorry and that he’s ready to meet again whenever I want. He told me he’s not going anywhere.”
“Well, that’s nice at least.”
She looked at me and frowned. “Nice?”
I suddenly remembered what Brady said and sighed. “Look, I’m talking from my point of view. I know it’s different for you. Brady was telling me today that it can’t be easy.”
“Brady said that?”
“Yeah, he doesn’t have the best relationship with our father. So I guess he feels like he understands these things more than I do.”
“Why not? Your father sounds like such a nice man. I know he misses you so much.”
“He does. But, there’s a lot that’s gone on in our family. Some of which I know about, and some of which I don’t know about. I’ve always had a good relationship with my dad. We’ve always gotten along well. But I know very well that he has a temper on him and that he doesn’t like it when things don’t go the way he wants them to go. I’m not sure exactly what happened with Brady, but I do know that my father used to hit him.”
“Hit him? Are you serious?”
“Yeah,” I said sadly. It was something I didn’t like to think about too often. Neither of them had truly ever given me the real story, and I still didn’t know what was going on. I’d decided long ago not to take sides until I knew more. “There’s a lot I don’t know. And I know my father wouldn’t do something like that without being provoked. Not that it makes it okay or anything. I know it’s not okay. But I still think that Brady can be very difficult when he wants to be too. All I know is that there are past issues and that Brady and him have been estranged for a while. I keep trying to bring them back together, but I know it’s not up to me.”
“I’m sorry to hear that,” Emily said.
I sighed. “Me too. I guess we all have messed up families. Anyway, I just want you to know that it doesn’t matter what happens. I’ll be there for you regardless.”
“Thank you so much, Grant. You’re amazing. And you were incredible last night. I couldn’t have done that without you there. That poor waiter though, he looked so terrified by us.”
I laughed. “Yeah, I think he really regretted getting us that night. I don’t think we should go back to that restaurant for a while. Or, if we do, I think we need to make sure he’s our waiter and that he gets tipped handsomely.”
“Good idea. So, did you have a good day on the ranch today? Did you miss firefighting?”
I could tell she wanted to change the subject. I took a bite of my food, which was now a lot easier with the fork, and smiled. “Yeah, it was a good day. I love the ranch work, so it doesn’t bother me. I’ll be involved in a few weeks of training soon, so I won’t be able to do much with Brady then. So I’m making the most of it now.”
We continued chatting about work, and she told me all about her patients and about the new little girl that had joined. She always got so passionate when she spoke about work, and I was glad that she had something to help her finish everything that was going on in her life. Afterward, she went to throw the takeout boxes away and stacked the glasses in the sink. She was just about to wash the dishes when I wrapped my arms around her.
“No cleaning up now,” I said.
“Oh yeah, what are we going to do instead of cleaning up?” she said innocently.
“Hmm, I can think of a few things that sound better than cleaning up.”
“You can? Whatever could those be?” she said.
I turned around and put my hand up her shirt. I cupped her breast and then tugged gently on her nipple.
“Something like this, perhaps?”