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And he was talking! He sat to Bills right and the two men conversed like old friends. Parker declined dessert and he and Joey didnt linger long after dinner.
Kate wanted to hug May when she extended an invitation to join them again for the following Friday night. Parker accepted graciously and then he and Joey took their leave.
Kate felt emotionally and physically drained. She was drying the dishes that Gilbert washed but she kept coming to a stop in the middle of the kitchen and staring at the dish in her hand without really seeing it.
Are you all right?
What? Kate had finally heard Gils question.
If youre tired Katie, I can do this, he offered kindly.
No, I can help you. Kaitlin wasnt aware of how her every movement and even her voice, spoke of how exhausted she was.
You must be glad that the Parkers came. Gil watched in helpless surprise as tears filled Kates eyes.
I am glad Gilbert. I cant think why I would need to cry about it.
I think I understand. Gil looked with desperation at his mother who entered the kitchen just then.
Why dont I help? May said cheerfully.
You dont need to. Kates voice caught as she continued to dry the dish shed had in her hand for five minutes. May didnt answer, recognizing her fatigue and praying that Rigg would come in and rescue her.
He did just that a few minutes later. Marcail was staying the night because Sean had to work in the morning and Rigg, as gently as he could, shepherded Kate to the wagon.
Kate didnt know when anything had felt as wonderful as crawling into her bed. She fell asleep before she could thank God for the tender hearts of the Taylors and that He was still holding the door to Joey Parker wide open.
forty-nine
The clock in Riggs office on Monday morning read eight forty-five and Rigg debated what to do; Kaitlin was late. Hed half expected her to be late because of her weary state the night before, but there was the remote chance she was not well and for that reason, Rigg couldnt rest. He stood up, having decided to go check with Sean when he saw her rush through the front doors.
She was flustered and apologetic when she arrived in the office but she also looked well rested. Rigg told her that her rest was important and that he wasnt at all upset. Kate didnt believe him and continued to apologize and berate herself.
All right, he said quietly. Youre docked a days pay.
Kate halted and stared at him. He was dead serious and she told herself shed asked for it.
Do you feel better now? Rigg asked quietly and Kate felt like an utter fool.