mornings, to sip the coffee he made perfectly to her tastes. It made the weeks fly. Finally one morning she turned to him and said, “I think it's time.”
“Time?” But she could see his entire body tense up. He knew.
“Now it feels like I'm holding back from you. We've shared so much of my life, but never the accident. The times before, the times after, but not that night.”
“Are you sure you're ready?”
“I don't want to hold back from you.” Danae trembled as she placed her hand on Liam's. “I'm scared. I've been doing my best not to think about the accident, ever. And like I told you, I haven't ever been able to remember exactly what happened. It's flashes of memory, here and there.”
He guided her to the sofa and she sat down. He said, “I have a potion that will help us with this memory.”
“Will it make it easier?”
“Do you think any mere draught could do that?”
She shook her head at him and he knelt in front of her. Liam gathered her hands in his and pressed kisses on her palms. She shivered against him.
He said, “Thank you for trusting me.”
Danae said, “I know this is part of the chasm between us. That we're working so hard to never touch that night. To drift along. That's been the last two years of my life, avoiding those moments. Living only in my past. I...I don't know what is between us. I know we've drifted together and we live together comfortably. But it's false.”
He said, “What do you want?”
Danae went to pull away from Liam, but he held firm as she said, “I wish I could answer that. But I know I can't figure that out until I know, until we know what happened that night. You may hate me after. I don't know what happened. Maybe it really is my fault.”
Liam squeezed her hands tight and his tone was fierce as he said, “I could never hate you. I know you, you would never do anything to harm your family.”
He dropped her hands and strode into his bedroom. Danae just stared at her hands, the fear seizing her. Would she be able to live with herself, once she knew what happened?
He returned with a delicate glass bottle and pressed it into her hands. He sat next to her and said, “Take the whole thing. I'm told it tastes like licorice.”
Danae wrinkled her nose as she pulled the stopper. The sharp smell of anise filled her nose as she lifted the bottle to her lips and the thick liquid oozed down her throat. It settled into her stomach and sent warming tendrils shooting through her body.
Liam lifted her chin to face him and stared into her eyes, “I know this is hard. Take a deep breath and picture the last moment you remember, before the accident. I'll guide the rest.”
He laced his fingers with hers and Danae drifted into her thoughts.
~ * ~ * ~
She was putting Alba into her coat when David walked into the mudroom. “Oh Danae, the minivan is out of gas, we'll just have to take my car.”
“Hah, you just hate that thing, being seen in the evil mom-mobile.”
David smiled at Danae and said, “I know, I know, I just don't want us to stop for gas, we're already running late. Sorry about that, by the way. Freaking Lori.”
“You okay to drive?”
“I think you should. It was just the two drinks, but I won't risk it. I have entirely too much to live for to mess up my life with something so incredibly stupid.”
She shook her head at David and said, “You shouldn't let her get you so angry.”
“She pisses me off! Snide bitch. I'm going to have to put my foot down, I don't care how crabby Helen gets at me. I'm tired of having to dodge around Lori's feelings when she's perfectly willing to act like a monster about everything.”
“Gimme a kiss! You know she doesn't bother me.”
David gave her a spine tingling kiss and Alba giggled and said, “Dada kiss Momma. Kiss Alba too!” He reached down and scooped his daughter up. Danae smiled as they rubbed noses and made silly noises at each other.
Danae looked down her watch and said, “Anyway, we