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When Ethan returned to the putting green, Jacqueline said, “I’m headed to Tech next week to talk to the sorority.”
“That’s wonderful, honey. Is Prescott going with you?”
She glanced over at him. He was helping Ethan with his stance. “He is,” she replied. “He’s been so supportive.”
Her mom ran her fingers down Jacqueline’s long hair. “I’m not surprised. Do you need us to watch Ethan?”
“His mom and dad are watching him, but we’re heading to two different colleges next month. If you and Dad are available, we’d love the help.”
“Count us in,” her mom replied.
After much thought, and several conversations with Prescott, Jacqueline had put together a presentation about campus safety for women. She wanted to share her survivor story with others so what happened to her wouldn’t happen to anyone else.
When she reached out to her sorority, they were interested. Word had spread, so she was speaking to several campus-related groups while there.
The doorbell rang.
“That must be Hawk and Addison,” she said. “Be right back.”
On her way to the front door, she asked, “Computer, who’s out front?”
“Nicholas Hawk, Addison Skye Hawk, Z, and an unknown female,” answered the computer.
She swung the door wide. “Happy Thanksgiving!”
“I hope it’s okay that I’m crashing the party,” Addison’s sister, Brit said.
“Absolutely.” After shutting the front door, Jacqueline hugged her. “It’s great to see you. It’s been way too long.”
She brought them into the living area.
“I thought everyone would be too stuffed to move,” Hawk said. “Where are they?”
“Putting in the basement,” she replied.
“Baby, I’m going downstairs.” Hawk kissed his wife’s cheek. “Z, you with me?”
After the men went downstairs, Jacqueline said, “Coffee?”
“None for me, thanks,” Brit said.
“I’d love some,” Addison replied.
While Jacqueline made a fresh pot, she said, “Britain, you look phenomenal.”
“That’s exactly what I told her,” Addison added. “She’s glowing. I asked her if she was pregnant.”
“Definitely not pregnant,” Brit replied.
“You got a new hairstyle, and I love the highlights,” Jacqueline said.
“Sis, make a muscle,” Addison said.
“Stop,” Brit said with a smile. “You’re embarrassing me.”
“I thoughtIhad muscles, but my baby sis has been working out like a beast,” Addison said.
Brit shrugged. “I’ve got a trainer who shows menomercy.”
