just that he’s a little bit older… okay; he’s quite a bit older than us so I never looked at him that way. But tonight when I saw the light in my mother’s eyes I realized that he’s a really, exceptionally good-looking man. He’s also intelligent and worldly. He’s wealthy and he can cook!”
She made a face and said, “How much older?”
I shrugged. “Maybe early forties.” Liz is almost thirty. She has sworn she would stay at twenty-nine forever, but thirty will be upon her in a month.
She looked like she was considering it and she said, “That’s not so bad. Your mother was here?”
I curled my lip. “Yes, checking out the inventory under the guise of seeing her grandson.”
“What did she say about the baby?”
“That she couldn’t hold him because he might spit up on her new blouse.”
“Oh honey! I’m sorry!”
“Thanks. I am too. It would be nice for Michael to have at least one decent grandparent.”
“I know, but he has two amazing parents so that’s good, right?”
I smiled, “Yes, he is lucky in the parent department.”
Liz and I ate and chatted and then I gave her the same tour I’d given my mother. It was a lot different however, in that Liz actually complimented Alex’s taste and said nice things and didn’t look like she was casing the joint. By the time we finished the tour, Michael was awake. Liz held him and she wanted to feed him so I heated a bottle of breast milk I’d pumped and she sat in the rocking chair by the window with him and sang while she fed him. She put him back to sleep. After we tucked him back in she said, “My uterus spasms every time I see that beautiful face of his.”
I smiled. “I thought you didn’t want kids.”
“I don’t, but my uterus doesn’t know that. He’s amazing. I’m so proud of you.”
I hugged her. “Thank you. After my mother’s visit, I so needed this.”
She looked at the time and said, “Anytime sweetie, but now I have to get home because that awful thing called work will be expecting me early in the morning.”
I nodded and hugged her again. “You’re a great friend.”
“So are you,” she said. “When should I come back to meet this cook of yours?”
I laughed, “Any time you’re ready.”
I walked her out and as I was going back into the house I had the feeling someone was watching me. I looked around and saw Liz’s taillights as she went up the drive. I shook it off, telling myself I was just being paranoid. Once inside I locked the door and set the alarm. Then I went up and checked on the baby. The house seemed a lot bigger at night when Alex wasn’t there. Michael was fine, still sleeping. I kissed his little face and went into my own room to get ready for bed. I called Alex before I lay down. He didn’t answer, so I left him a message.
“Hey handsome. You don’t have to call back, I know it’s late there… I just wanted to say goodnight and I hope all is going well. I know what you have to do there must be so hard. I’m thinking about you and I wish I could do something to help. Get some rest and please take care of yourself. Good night.”
I put the phone down, turned off the light and lay down in the big, empty bed. As soon as I did I heard a noise that sounded like a door opening out in the hall. At first I told myself that I was just being silly. The doors were all locked and the alarm was set. Alex and the staff are the only ones besides me that have a key and the code. I tried closing my eyes and I heard it again. This time it was unmistakable… there was someone in the house.
I could actually feel my heart rate accelerating as I climbed out of the bed and reached for my robe. I slipped it on and made my way to the bedroom door as quietly as I could. I had no idea what I would do when I came face to face with whoever was in the house but I knew that they would hurt my baby over my dead body.