Her Silent Revenge novel Chapter 129

I don't know if I even want him meeting his absentee grandparents, the same people who wanted me to give him up the minute he was born.

I also hate that Patton won't return my messages.

He's opened my texts, leaving them on Read. That's worse than not knowing if he ever saw them at all.

I almost crack and ask Delly where he is, but I'm not sure I want to know.

I was worried for him after he made noise about going off on his own to find Evelyn Hibbing. How dangerous could she be?

And what prayer would I have of stopping him?

We arrive at Delly's house soon, just before sunset. It's blazing with light against the pink stained sky when we go inside.

Arlo's stay has left him sleeping, and he dozes on my shoulder. Dexter and Juniper are there in the great room, along with Archer and his son, Colt. "Good to see you," Juniper whispers, giving me a brisk hug. "Need

some help putting him to bed?" "Just show me the way."

We leave Delly to settle in with her family. I follow Junie upstairs to the spare room Delly made up for us. This house must be about a hundred years old, yet the guest room is still bigger than my apartment.

And although Junie hasn't been part of the family for that long, she seems completely at home in this enormous space.

"Don't feel obligated to stay up and chitchat if you'd like to catch up on sleep. You've been through a lot," she says, catching me looking at her.

Unlike Delly, whose sense of style is immaculate, Juniper looks more comfortable in jeans and an old tee than high fashion. And although she's beautiful in her own way—could she be anything else to wind up hitched to Dexter Rory?—there's a sweet simplicity to her, too.

I'm a little in awe of the way she seems so confident here when she must be around my age. Does that all come from Dexter or from running the best bakery in town?

If I had a successful venture under my belt like her, I might flit around glowing too.

"I'm sorry. He's on a mission, I heard." Juniper shakes her head slowly. "Where?"

She shrugs. "I wish I knew. The guys made it clear this was their thing, and I'm trusting they won't screw it up. Feel free to ask Dex if you want, though. Or I'll be happy to do it for you."

I stare at Arlo, the light of my life. He's back to sleeping peacefully and the color in his cheeks looks almost normal again.

Alive.

He's alive and okay, thank God.

I repeat the words in my head as I follow Junie back downstairs, but she stops me before we head into the dining room, where I guess they've all moved for dinner.

"Also, not to make this awkward, but I know about Arlo and Patton," she says softly.