A Chistmas Miracle
Copyright© 2021 by DB86
Chapter 20
We pulled into the driveway of Lizzie’s house Sunday shortly after 8:00 p.m. We had talked a lot on the flight back home.
“My heart’s pounding,” Lizzie said.
I released the clasp on my seatbelt and squeezed her hand. “Everything will be fine.”
A moment later we were climbing the steps. She dug into her purse for her keys, unlocked the door and walked in.
“Hello!” she called out. “I’m home.”
We were greeted by a delicious aroma of freshly baked cookies.
“Smells good in here,” I whispered.
The lights were on in the kitchen. We heard Mrs. Reynolds’s voice calling. “Is that you, Lizzie?”
As she hurried toward her daughter, she glanced briefly at Lizzie and threw her arms around her shoulders, pulling her close. “I’m so happy to see you.”
Lizzie let her mother hold her as long as she needed to, then she stepped apart and gestured to me. “Do you remember Nick?”
“Of course.” Mrs. Reynolds expression warmed. “Good Lord, look at you. All grown up. A police officer and a hero, I heard. Where has the time gone?”
“Hi, Mrs. Reynolds. It’s good to see you too,” I said, and gave her a heartfelt smile.
To my surprise, Mrs. Reynolds held out her arms and hugged me, too. Then she led us into the kitchen for cookies.
“How’s your mother?” she asked me.
“Very well. Still living in Middletown,” I replied. “She remarried last year.”
“Lovely. So she’s happy, I presume?”
“Very. She married a good man.”
“That’s wonderful,” Mrs. Reynolds said. “Will you tell her I said hello?”
“Of course.”
We sat down on the stools at the center island where the cookies were displayed on a silver serving dish. Mrs. Reynolds moved to the fridge to withdraw a carton of milk.
“Is Dad here?” Lizzie cautiously asked.
Mrs. Reynolds poured us each a glass and shook her head. “He wanted to be, but he had a surgery this evening. He said it might run late.”
I felt both relieved and disappointed, because we had been dreading this confrontation, yet at the same time we wanted to get it over with.
“You’re probably wondering where I’ve been for the past few days,” Lizzie said.
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