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Celia's Puppies, Chapter Thirty-seven: Time to shine? (part three)

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

(part three)

Jacob looked across the couch to Jill. Sandy, Heather and Tanesha took the ease and comfort with them when they left. Jill had withdrawn into herself the moment the door closed. He’d made a joke and a small comment, but Jill hadn’t responded. Clearing his throat, he decided to jump in with both feet.

“Would you like to see our room?”

Jill’s head jerked up from the blue blazer and her button to look at him. She stared straight at him, then slowly nodded her head.

“I saved this to show you in private,” Jacob said. He stood, then held his hand out. “Please.”

Jill took his hand and followed him into their new bedroom. In the middle of the room sat a King sized bed with a feather bed topper. The comforter and sheets had creamy butter yellow flowers that matched the walls. The bed rested on a cream colored rug similar to her favorite rug from her apartment. She could see the tips of the mountains through the two double hung windows. She had sketched this exact room in her sketch book.

“Mike had your sketch book,” Jacob said. “We tried to match everything you had.”

Jacob opened one of the two walk-in closets. A Nordstrom’s gift card hung on the single hanger in the closet.

“That’s a gift from all of us,” he said. “Maybe this weekend we can replace your damaged clothing.”

“I… “

Jill was gawking. Unsure of what to look at first, she walked in small circles. The room seemed to have jumped right out of her imagination. Here it was. For her. To live in. Every single day!

“We have our own bathroom. Would you like…?”

Jill threw herself into his arms. She cried and laughed at the same time. Jacob held on tight through the roller coaster of emotion.

“I also noticed that you don’t wear the Marlowe Beauty,” he said.

“It’s so beautiful. And so big. I’m afraid I’ll break it or lose it. I…”

Stepping back, he slipped a three carat diamond eternity band on her left finger. Her mouth fell open.

“What? I?”

“I thought you’d like to have something you can wear at Pete’s,” he said.

Jill threw herself at him again.

“I wanted so bad for you to be Katy’s father. From the moment I saw you at Trevor’s party. I thought, ‘Why isn’t that guy Katy’s father?’ But I could never hope. I would never have dreamed it even possible and then…”

“I knew the moment you entered Trevor’s party,” he said. “I felt that same pulse. But when I saw you, I realized you were the ‘Jill’ in Trevor’s bullshit ‘I have a child from a one night stand’ story. I never guessed that I was the one who had the child from the single best night of my life.”

The retelling of Celia’s Puppies, Denver Cereal Volume 2, continues tomorrow…

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