front of him until it almost broke.
“She is ok honey, she is fine.” The relief he felt made him sway slightly.
“Tell me, Becca, please.”
“Jasmine is gone honey. She got real sick when you were gone. She was vomiting repeatedly until she couldn’t move. I took her to the hospital and she made me promise not to call you, unless it was serious. She spiked a fever, when she did she lost the baby Parker, I’m so sorry.”
He felt the world spinning around him, she was gone… and she lost the baby. Why would she leave and why didn’t someone tell him anything before now.
“I called, Becca. I called her and she let me ramble on about the riding and she didn’t say anything.” His voice broke and he choked back tears. Becca came over to him and hugged him.
“I know, sweetheart, I thought she was going to tell you to come home, I left her alone and when we got home, she told me the truth. She didn’t want to rush you into the pain she was feeling.”
He sobbed and let himself cry, she was gone. She had gone through something horrible and left. The baby... he had loved it before and he felt the loss of it now like a crushing blow. He shook his head and was brought back to the present. It hadn’t been until an hour later, at the bar that he remembered he was also going to be homeless soon. The ranch was his home, his life had been spent there climbing trees and getting into trouble. His father had left him a legacy and he had failed him. No one could be faulted for this, it certainly wasn’t Jasmine's fault. She had not only dealt with the loss, she had felt the life slip from her own body. There was nothing he could do about the ranch, but he could fix something. He grabbed his jacket and dropped a twenty on the bar before he left and headed home.
He found it hard to sleep that night. He had to plan things out just right before they backfired on him. He found Becca in the morning. She was sitting at the table drinking coffee when he walked in. She was about to get up to make his food, but he stopped her.
“How was she, when she left Becca? How was she really?”
He had to know, had to try to understand what she had gone through since he had been away.
“I don’t know if you want the details sweetheart.”
She took another drink and at his insistent gaze, she told him in detail how much Jasmine had suffered. How much pain she had dealt with nothing to help. Most importantly, she told him about how changed, she was when they had made it home.
“She was almost lifeless Parker. The light was gone in her eyes and all she did was cry. She just kept telling me that she failed and that her son was gone for good.”
“It was a boy then?” He asked her as he closed his eyes to fight back the wave of emotion rolling through him.
“Yes, the doctor told us before we left. They asked if we wanted him… to bury and I told them that you would contact them.”
He exhaled slowly before he looked up at her. “I’m going to be gone a day or two Becca.” He stood and she stood with him.
“Where are you going Parker?”
“I’m going to bring my wife home where she belongs.”
Chapter Nineteen – Jasmine
She heard the knock from her room. She didn’t care who it was, truth be told she didn’t care about anything. She struggled to climb out of bed to shower every day. Each morning she would wake up and pray this had all been some terrible dream, but every day she was disappointed. She sat up and looked out her window at the clouds that were rolling in. It would probably rain today.
“Jasmine.” She turned around and he was there. His face was sad, he knew.
“Parker? Why are you here, I don’t have your money Parker, I can get it to you, but it will be a while.” She said everything in the same sad tone. She waited for him to say something. She looked up at him and she saw a tear