Hard to believe two weeks had passed already. Alex felt the plane touch
down and taxi toward the gate. Once it had stopped and the seat belt light
flicked oft she stood, reaching for her belongings in the compartment overhead.
Slinging the diaper bag onto her shoulder, she picked up the car seat holding
her infant daughter, Angela. She then smiled at her husband and followed
him off the plane.
Alex wanted to go to C.D.'s that night before going home to unpack. They walked in, laughing and relaxed. She stopped short when she finally looked toward the bar. Walker sat on a stool with his back to her, talking to C.D. She inhaled deeply, then walked slowly to the bar.
"Welcome back darlin'!" C.D. finally noticed her presence. "You look great." He came around the bar quickly greet her, also taking Angela out of her arms. "I tell you she just gets more beautiful every time I see her. Isn't that right Cordell? Cordell?"
Walker had been momentarily lost in his own thoughts. Back in the present he nodded. "Yeah C.D., she sure does," he answered, without looking at the baby.
"Well, come over here and sit down. I want to hear all about your vacation," C.D. said, leading them to a nearby table. He sat opposite the two, still playing with the baby.
"The beach was wonderful. Warm, sunny and not a drop of rain the whole time we were there. It was a great break from work. And everything else." She glanced so quickly at Walker that C.D. barely noticed. She recovered quickly. "But at the same time I can't wait to get back to work."
At that moment Angela began to cry. "Oh, what'sa matter, little angel?" C.D. tried unsuccessfully to quiet her.
"We should probably go, C.D." Alex stood and took the baby from him. "It's late for her, and I knew she'd be fussy tonight, after the flight and the long day. I just wanted to stop by to see you."
"Well it was nice to see you, honey. All of you." He gave Alex a quick kiss on the cheek, and Angela one on the forehead. He then reached out to shake her husband's hand. "Dalton, it was good to see you."
"Good to see you too, C.D." He took Angela from Alex's arms as they walked to the door. Once they were outside, C.D. went to sit on a stool next to Walker. He had tried to breach this subject with the younger man many times over the last year, but Walker refused to talk about it.
"It doesn't get any easier for you, does it Cordell?"
Walker looked up at his old friend. "Will it get any easier C.D.? Having to work with her, seeing her almost every day, knowing how happy she is, knowing--" his voice trailed off. Knowing she should have been with me. He cleared his throat and stood quickly. "I need some air, C.D. I'll see you tomorrow.
"Okay. Talk to you later." The bartender didn't try to pry more of the conversation out of him. It was the most Walker had talked about his feelings since Alex had announced she was going to marry Dalton Reed, and he knew better than to risk his temper.
Walker started to get into his truck, but instead decided he needed to take a walk to clear his head. He barely paid attention to his surroundings as he let his mind wander. He had been so close to proposing to her the day of Kim and Phil's wedding. She had looked so beautiful, so radiant and happy. Happy to have him in her life. Then she'd been shot and Walker had come so close, for the second time, to losing a woman he loved as he was asking her to be his wife. Even after Alex had recovered, he remained distant. He had thought that if he didn't let himself remain attached it would be easier. Of course, he admitted to himself that he loved her, and had for a long time. Yet he'd tried to tell himself that he was doing it because he loved her. Even the hurt in her eyes every time she had tried to talk to him couldn't change his mind.
Angela had finally settled down to sleep, allowing Alex and Dalton to unpack.
When they had finished, they sat on the sofa, quietly drinking coffee. An
odd silence had fallen between them.
Unable to stand it any longer, Alex stood. "I'm going out for a walk."
"Are you sure that's a good idea? It's getting late, and you have to get back to work in the morning."
She smiled at him. "I'll be okay. And I won't be gone long." She gave him a quick kiss before grabbing her keys and a light jacket, then went outside.
It's such a beautiful night, she thought, looking up at the clear sky. Even with the bright city lights, she could still make out quite a few stars. She walked slowly, thinking about the two weeks she had just spent with her family. She smiled, remembering how quickly Angela had taken to the ocean. She was only six months old, and they hadn't kept her in the water and sun for long, but were still amazed that, unlike most babies, she had laughed even when the salt water got into her face and in her mouth.
Alex stopped at an intersection, checking traffic before crossing the street. Upon overhearing a song coming from a car stopped at the light, her breathing faltered.
Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when you're talking to the man upstairs
That just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers
The words of the song immediately made her think of Walker. For so long
she'd wanted more than anything to spend the rest of her life with him. She
knew he loved her, though he'd never said the words. It was evident from
his behavior, the way he looked at her, the way he kissed her. He'd become
her best friend, her protector, and the man of her dreams. But in one day,
no.. . one second, all of that had changed. She had been shot and critically
wounded at a wedding over a year and a half ago and Walker had backed away
from her completely. She had guessed the reason even though he had never
told her himself: Ellen Garrett, the fiancee he'd lost in a similar tragedy
She had tried every way she knew of to get him to open up to her again but he wouldn't. And then Dalton had shown up again. He'd stayed in Dallas for a week, and they had spent most of it together. A couple weeks after he left to go back on the rodeo circuit she had learned she was pregnant. She knew the baby was Dalton's. They had spent only one night together, his last night in town. When he called soon after that, she told him about the baby and he immediately proposed. He'd asked her to marry him before he left, after their night together. She still couldn't say what held her back at that point. She knew that he loved her and always had. And a large part of her loved him. It was that part of her that accepted the proposal and married him.
She could still remember the pain in Walker's eyes when she had told him, Jimmy, and C.D. that she was pregnant and was marrying Dalton. But she was happy with him. Wasn't she? Most of the time she knew that she was. At work, Walker avoided her as much as possible, and when he did talk to her it was strictly business. It was only nights like this, when she saw him at C.D.'s or out somewhere else, that she felt that familiar tug at her heart.
Taking in her surroundings once again she realized that she was at a park where she and Walker had often gone for picnics. Going toward the fountain at the center of the park she saw a familiar figure, watching the water.
Startled, he turned at the sound of her voice. "Alex, what are you doing out so late?"
"I could ask you the same thing."
He avoided answering, instead saying, "I didn't tell you at C.D.'s -- you do look great. The vacation did you a lot of good." He took a step toward her.
"Walker. .. don't." She looked in his eyes.
"Don't what?" He took another step.
Alex didn't move. "Don't look at me like that. Do you know how confusing all of this still is for me?" She finally dropped her gaze, walked to a nearby bench, and sat. "For so long all I wanted was a life with you. I thought you wanted the same thing. But when I was in the hospital you hardly ever came to see me. You weren't there when I needed you most! I felt so lost, so alone. And every time I tried to talk to you, to bring you back from wherever it was your heart had gone, you backed off even more."
Walker had been standing a few yards away, his back to her. When he finally turned and came toward her she saw tears tracing paths down his cheeks. He walked to the bench and sat beside her, hands in his lap, not looking at her at first. He finally turned to her before speaking. "Alex, I wanted to spend every second with you. I wanted to go through all of that pain for you." He reached and softly touched her face. "I wished it was me fighting for my life." He looked away from her as he continued. "And my mind kept going back to Ellen, the day she died. She was shot in the back, like you. And I had just asked her to marry me." He looked back to her, taking her hand. "That day you were shot, I knew. . . had finally decided that I was going to spend the rest of my life with you. And every time I managed to sleep before you finally came out of the coma, all I saw was your face. So still... like Ellen's." He looked directly in her eyes. "I didn't know what I'd do. .. how I'd deal with it if you died. So I did what I always do. I closed myself off completely. And every time you tried to talk to me you broke down my resistance a little more. And I had to rebuild those walls. But it got harder and harder all the time. And one day, after Dalton had come and gone, I woke up and was ready to tell you. You had barely spoken to me for over two weeks, and I knew I didn't want to spend the rest of my life without you in it. It was that day that you told us all that you were pregnant. And marrying him."
"Walker, I--" the look in his eyes cut her off. She reached for his hand and started to speak again but Walker kissed her before she could say a word. The kiss grew and became more passionate until Alex finally pulled away, surprised and out of breath. "We can't do this." She looked in his eyes. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I have to go." She stood and started to walk away.
"Alex, wait." She stopped but didn't turn around. He came to stand behind her. He started to put his hand on her shoulder but changed his mind. He stood, silent.
"What is it?" She half-turned.
"Nothing. Never mind. I'm sorry. Go on home. Do you need a ride?"
"No, thanks. I'll be fine.', They walked away in opposite directions.
Alex unlocked the door and stepped inside silently. After closing and locking
it she saw Dalton sleeping on the sofa. She pulled a blanket from the closet
and covered him with it, careful not to disturb him. She went into the nursery.
Angela was sleeping soundly. Alex kissed her fingertips then touched them
gently to Angela's face and whispered, "I love you," before leaving
the room and going to bed.
Walker got back to his ranch around 2 am, still beating himself up. What were you thinking? he asked as he climbed out of the truck. Before going into the house he went to the barn to check on the horses. No matter where he went, what he did, something always made him think of Alex. Even in his own home, he couldn't escape it. The barn was full of her presence. He had reached Amigo's stall and was patting his neck. "Well, old boy, what do you think about a change of scenery?"
Walker arrived at the office at nine-thirty, having only gotten about two
hours of sleep. He'd been up all night making phone calls. His first stop
was Alex's office.
"Come in," he heard after he knocked on the door. Alex's frowned slightly when she saw him. "Walker, it's too early for--"
"I wanted to let you know," he interrupted, "I'm leaving Dallas."
"What? Why? When?"
"I have a month to get everything arranged, find a place to live. I can't stay here anymore. We both deserve a chance to live our own lives. You're married, and there's Angela to think of. It's better this way."
"But where will you go?"
"I've arranged a transfer to Company D."
"Corpus Christi? Why so far away?"
"It's what we both need."
"So you're just going to leave Jimmy? Does he even know?"
"Not yet. I'm going to tell him later today. Do me a favor? Keep this quiet for a few days, until I've told everyone that needs to hear this from me."
It went against her instincts, but she said, "If that's how you want it."
He started to open the door but turned as his hand touched the knob "I'll never stop loving you, Alex." He turned and left the office for the last time.
Alex picked up the notepad that she had pulled out of her briefcase just as he had walked in and threw it. "Damn you, Walker!" She buried her face in her hands in a vain attempt to muffle her sobs.
"Walker, what are you not telling me?" Trivette had become accustomed
to Walker's silences, especially since Alex and Dalton had married. But this
felt different somehow, in a way he couldn't explain. Walker had barely said
a word to him all day. They had been driving for over an hour to speak to
a witness about a bank robbery. Trivette finally decided to take a chance
and push his partner for an explanation. "Come on. One of these days
you're going to have to talk about Alex."
"I talked to her last night." Trivette's stunned silence allowed him to continue. "I'm moving to Corpus Christi. I can't stay here anymore, not the way things are with her."
"No way, man. You're not leaving me." Trivette looked directly at his partner. "You, Alex and C.D. -- you're my family. I can't believe you're doing this."
Walker pulled to the side of the road and stopped. "What choice do I have, Trivette? Spend the rest of my life watching Alex and Dalton together? Happy? That's my life. I can't watch another man living a life with her, knowing it should be me. At least this way I won't see her face everywhere I go." Walker met his partner's gaze for the first time all day. "Trivette, do you understand why I have to do this?"
The younger man could only answer with a slight nod.
"You're one of the best, maybe the best Ranger I've ever worked with. And you've been a good friend." Walker put the truck back in gear and pulled out onto the road.
Trivette remained silent for several minutes. Then, finally, he cleared his throat. "I'll miss you, pard. Who all knows?" His voice still sounded shaky.
"Just you and Alex. I don't know how I'm going to tell C.D. But I know that I have to. Soon.
Walker took the first opportunity that presented itself, early that evening.
He'd only intended to get supper to take home with him but C.D. sat with
him at a table.
"Where did you get to last night? Your truck was still parked outside when I left for the night."
"I ran into Alex." Knowing he had to do it, he took a deep breath, then said, "C.D., I've made a decision. I don't want to do this--"
"But you're leaving Dallas?" the older man finished gently.
"How did you know?"
"I figured you would eventually. We all know how you feel about Alex. There's not one square inch of this city that doesn't remind you of her in some way, am I right?" Walker didn't answer. "I just hope you're not going too far away." The old man smiled, but Walker's face didn't change.
"I'm going to Corpus Christi."
"Cordell, that far?" The look on Cordell's face explained everything. "Just promise me you won't forget to visit."
"Promise." Walker made a half-hearted attempt to smile before giving C.D. a quick hug. He finished his meal, then left.
Four months had passed since Walker had left Dallas. Alex was in her office
early one morning when Jimmy stopped by. "Alex?" He knocked on
the half-open door before stepping inside.
She stopped dialing and hung up the phone. Trivette saw tears in her eyes. He closed the door before coming further into the office. "Hey. You okay?"
At first the only response was a weak shake of her head. She finally managed to catch her breath and speak. "Dalton and I... things aren't going that well." She stood and walked to the window, staring out at the skyline. "Things were actually better before he left. I mean, I didn't think about him as much. And Dalton is--" She turned to look at Jimmy, then looked back out the window. "He loves Angela so much. He's really a great father to her. And I wouldn't trade her for anything in the world. But I can't help but wonder about what would have happened. What it would've been like. Jimmy, I don't know what to do."
Jimmy turned her around, pulling her into a firm embrace.
She kept talking through the sobs, muffled by his shoulder. "I feel like I'm being so unfair to Dalton. I mean, he loves us. I know that. And I do love him. I wouldn't have married him if I didn't. But I just don't know. Everywhere I go, I see Walker. There have been days that I've been sitting here, someone knocks on the door, and I think it's him. For God's sake, I even find myself driving by the ranch occasionally." She finally broke apart from him. She walked to her desk and picked up a picture of them on their wedding day. "I thought that we could be happy together. Is it really possible that I was so wrong?"
"Alex, I don't know everything that's going on here. But I can tell that if you're not completely happy, you and Dalton need to talk about it. It's not going to go away. You all deserve to be happy. You, Dalton, Angela and Walker all deserve it."
"That's the problem. Whatever I decide someone's going to be unhappy. Have you heard from Walker since he moved?"
"Yeah. I talk to him a couple times a week."
Alex put the picture down, also dropping the subject of Walker. "Thank you, Jimmy. For being there when I needed you." They embraced again.
"Anytime, Alex. You know where to find me." He smiled before leaving her office.
Alex looked at the picture again and picked up the phone. "Liz, can you cancel all of my appointments for the day? Thanks." She packed what she would need in her briefcase and left the office.
"What are you doing home so early?" Dalton walked to Alex, took
her briefcase and kissed her.
"I took the day off."
"Everything okay?" Dalton was suddenly worried.
"Where's Angela?" Alex dodged his question.
"Taking a nap. What's going on? You're never home this early."
"We need to talk." Alex felt a knot forming in her stomach. "The last few months have been hard. For both of us. I think we need to figure out where we're going."
"You sound like you've already made a decision." Dalton's face turned stony.
"No. But we have to figure this out. I love you, and I love Angela. But something isn't right here."
"What isn't right? We love each other. We have a beautiful daughter. And something's missing?"
"Are you trying to tell me you haven't noticed? I mean, the last four months we've barely spoken other than 'How was your day?' I get home from work and sometimes I feel like you can't wait to get away at night." Dalton started to interrupt but Alex continued before he could. "I know you feel like you need to be here, that we need you here. And to a certain extent, that's true. But we barely even talk anymore. This isn't what a marriage should be. Not after just one year. You've been great -- staying home with Angela, quitting the circuit. But every now and then I can tell that you'd rather be out there, on the road."
"I'm not going to say that I don't miss the circuit," her husband admitted. "I loved being on the road, and it was hard for me to give that up. And yeah, there's times that I still wish I was out there. But I want to be with my family. It's where I belong."
"No. You belong where you're happiest. And that doesn't seem to be here for either of us. I know how much the rodeo means to you. And I love that you were willing to give that up for me and Angela. But we all deserve better than this."
"What about Angela? I don't want her to grow up thinking that her father abandoned her. I know that you know what that feels like. Doesn't she deserve to have her parents together?"
"Yes, she does. And I want you to spend as much time as you can with her. I love you, I really do. But I can't live like this -- in a marriage that's barely holding on. We both deserve more."
"I want the truth," Dalton demanded. "Is this about Walker?"
"The truth? It's about what's best for everyone concerned. You, me, Angela, and, yes, Walker. I know that we both tried to make this work. But there comes a point that you have face the truth. And for us, the truth is that it's not right. It wasn't meant to be. I'm sorry. I will always love you. You gave me the most precious gift possible in Angela. But," she exhaled as tears started to fall down her cheeks. "I can't live like this. I deserve more than that. We both do."
"Alex." He reached out to dry her tears.
"I know." She smiled before he kissed her one last time.
Alex was in her office on a Wednesday morning when a messenger came to the
door. She signed for the envelope and opened it, not surprised to find the
divorce papers inside. Dalton had decided to go back to the rodeo, and had
given her custody of Angela. He would visit her as often as he could. They
both wanted her to know her father. Alex signed the papers with a shaky hand,
and sent them to be filed. She then picked up the phone to talk to her secretary.
"Liz, I'm going to be out of town until Monday morning. If anything
urgent comes up you can reach me at my cellular number." She left the
office and picked Angela up from day care. Before leaving town they stopped
at Alex's apartment long enough to pack clothes for a long weekend in a suitcase.
She had no destination in mind, but just drove. A few hours later she found
herself in Galveston. She got a room at a hotel on the beach and spent the
The next morning she took Angela to the beach. She couldn't help laughing at her daughter's frustration over not being able to walk very easily on the sand. She would take a few steps, then fall, but always got back up to try again. They spent the rest of the morning relaxing in the early summer sun. Alex realized that it was only a few more hours to get to Corpus Christi. The knowledge made her long to see Walker, at least to talk. She checked out of the hotel then went to a nearby restaurant for lunch before getting back on the road.
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She arrived in Corpus Christi late in the afternoon. She considered going straight to the Justice building, but decided she needed to decide exactly what she was going to say. Instead of going out for dinner, she had room service delivered and stayed in for the night. The next morning she dressed herself and Angela and checked out. She found the Justice Department building, and stopped at the information desk to find the Ranger office. She was given directions and found it easily. She looked around and walked to the receptionist.
"Can you tell me where to find Ranger Walker?"
"He hasn't come in yet today. Is there something I can help you with?"
"No, thank you. Is it all right if I wait for him here?"
"Sure. Have a seat." Alex sat and the receptionist brought her a steaming cup of coffee. She thanked the woman and took a few sips. In the hall she heard a familiar voice.
"How soon do you think you'll have that warrant for me?"
"Give me twenty minutes, Walker."
Alex felt her heart rate quicken. She wondered if she'd done the right thing, showing up like this. How would he react? It had been seven months since he'd first told her he was leaving Dallas, and six since he had left. She hadn't talked to him for two weeks before he left. Would he even want to see her? But it was too late to worry about it. He came through the door and saw her, with Angela on her lap.
She smiled up at him. "Hi, Cowboy." She stood and held him tight, almost forgetting Angela until she cried at being squished between the two.
"When did you get here? How long can you stay? God, it's good to see you."
"Is there someplace we can talk?" Alex looked around, slightly uncomfortable at all the prying eyes.
"Yeah." He led her out the door as he spoke to the receptionist. "We'll be across the street. Call me when that warrant comes through." He led her to a quiet cafe'.
Once they were seated, Alex asked, "How do you like it here?"
"It's okay. Not the same as Dallas. I miss everyone there. What are you doing here?"
"I'm not sure. I signed my divorce papers yesterday, and was sitting in my office and decided to pack a few things for me and Angela and just drive. I ended up here."
"Divorce papers? Alex, I'm so sorry."
"Don't be. It's hard, but I'm okay."
"What happened? I thought after I left things would be easier for you."
"Dalton and I just weren't meant to be. I think a part of me knew that all along. I wanted it to work so badly. But Dalton belongs out on the circuit. We both knew that, even though he would never say the words. And we would have eventually only brought each other down."
"I didn't know any of this. I talk to Trivette at least once a week -- he never mentioned it."
"I know," Alex admitted. "I asked him not to tell you." She moved Angela to her other knee.
"I guess I just wanted some time to think about things. To decide what to do with my life. I had to do that on my own terms."
Walker started to speak but his cell phone rang. "Walker." He listened to the caller. "I'll be right there." He ended the call and looked at Alex. "I have to go. I should only be gone for an hour. Can you wait for me?"
"Sure." They both stood and walked back to the Justice building. He took Alex to the cafeteria.
"I'll be back as soon as possible." He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before rushing off.
Alex looked at her young daughter. "Some things never change do they?" Angela looked up at her mother and giggled, bringing a smile to Alex's face.
Walker returned just under an hour later, dusty but smiling.
"Everything go okay?"
"About like usual." They both smiled at what 'usual' meant for Walker. "Ready to go? I took the day off to spend with you."
"Cordell Walker? Taking time off? Are you feeling okay?" She giggled at the look on his face.
"It's not every day that an old friend just happens to show up. Ready?"
"Ready." She smiled and allowed him to help her up. He took her to the parking lot and directed her toward his truck.
"Do you want to just leave your car here and pick it up tomorrow morning?" He had started the engine and was about to pull out.
"Sounds okay, but I need to get the car seat." She directed him to her car and she got out for a minute, handing Angela over. After retrieving the seat she went back to the truck and smiled at the sight of Walker holding her daughter. Angela had taken Walker's hat off and was patting his beard and laughing. "I think she likes you." Alex got back in the truck and went to work putting Angela's seat in the back.
"She's amazing." Walker realized he had never told her before how beautiful Angela was. "Just like her mother." He looked at Alex out of the corner of his eye.
Alex smiled to herself as she finished. "I think that about does it." She reached for Angela and put her in the back of the truck. She had also pulled their bags out of the back of her car. Once she was settled in her seat, Walker put the truck in gear.
It took about thirty minutes before they reached Walker's house. Alex saw a large farmhouse, with a barn behind it. The layout looked similar to his ranch in Dallas, though smaller. Walker turned off the ignition and pulled the suitcase out of the back while Alex reached for Angela, who'd fallen asleep during the drive. He showed them to a guestroom upstairs and gave Alex a few minutes to unpack. He handed her a glass of iced tea when she came back downstairs alone. "Angela still asleep?"
"Yeah. Naptime." She smiled as she took a drink.
"How long are you going to be here? You never did tell me."
"I have to be back at work next Monday."
There was a moment of awkward silence. Finally Walker took the glass from her and placed it on the table. "Alex, marry me."
"What?" Her eyes were wide in surprise.
"I waited to ask you before and it was the biggest mistake. I don't want that to happen again." Watching her expression carefully, he said again, "Will you marry me?"
"Walker, I can't," she protested weakly. "Not now. The ink is barely dry on my divorce papers. I need some time to get my life back in order. I can't just pick up and move down here." She looked in his eyes. "I love you, Walker. That never changed. But so many other things have. Let's just take this one step at a time."
"Okay." He took her hand and leaned to kiss her but was interrupted by Angela crying. He smiled. "Mind if I get her?"
"Not at all." He stood and left the room, returning with Angela smiling in his arms. Alex thought about how great he looked, carrying the baby almost as if she were his own.
"What?" Walker saw the smile on Alex's face.
"I was just thinking you'll make a great dad someday."
"You think so?" He sat on the floor in front of Alex, still holding Angela. He looked up at Alex and smiled at her. She leaned forward to kiss him.
The weekend passed by as a blur for Alex. Before she knew it they were loading
up her car to go back to Dallas. Walker held Angela as Alex put the last
bag into the trunk. Angela had again taken his hat and was wearing it proudly,
grinning up at him.
"I guess that's about it." Alex walked to him and reached out for Angela, who buried her face in Walker's shoulder.
"Stay." Angela's tiny voice could barely be heard.
With a loud sigh Alex began to lightly rub Angela's back until she finally raised her head slightly. "We can't stay here, sweetheart. Mommy has to get back to work." Angela again buried her face.
This time Walker tried to coax her. "You have to go with your Mommy. But how about if I come and visit you in a couple weeks? Does that sound okay?" Without raising her head Angela nodded. Alex took her out of Walker's arms and she came willingly.
"You know I'm going to hold you to that, right?" Alex smiled at him.
"I'm counting on it." He kissed her, placing one hand around her waist and the other on Angela's arm. When they separated, Angela leaned up to give Walker a kiss. He took his hat back and watched as Alex put her in her car seat, in the back of the car. He opened the driver's side door for her as she came around. "I'll miss you." He kissed her one more time before she got in and shut the door.
She rolled down the window after she started the car and smiled at him. "I love you." She then put the car in gear and drove down the driveway.
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"Hey Alex," Jimmy greeted at eight o'clock Monday morning. "Where
were you all week? I stopped by Thursday to see how you were doing."
"I decided to take a road trip on Wednesday. Picked Angela up and got on the road." They continued walking together to her office.
"So where did you go?"
"We stopped in Galveston overnight. Then drove to Corpus Christi on Thursday." She knew how he'd react to that.
Jimmy stopped, but Alex kept walking. He had to run a few feet to catch up to her. "You went to Corpus Christi? Did you see Walker? What happened?"
"Yes, I looked Walker up. It was nice. We talked a lot."
"So that's it?"
"What are you asking me, Jimmy?" She stopped and looked at him.
"I just want to know what happened." He grinned at her.
"Is this what you always used to do with Walker?" She didn't know whether to be amused or exasperated with him. "Badger him for information?"
"Yes," he replied, unrepentant. "Now, what happened?"
"Like I said, it was nice to see him again. He and Angela got along really well. But we're taking it one step at a time. A lot's changed. We decided that we need to get to know each other again."
Jimmy smiled at her. "I'm glad things went okay."
"Thanks." The two hugged. "I really need to get back to work. I'm afraid of what piled up while I was gone. Will you be at C.D.'s tonight?"
"Sure. Wanna have dinner?"
"Okay. I'll talk to you then." Alex turned and walked the short distance to her office. Opening the door she saw roses everywhere -- on all of her shelves, the windowsill, her desk. Taped to a vase on her desk was a letter.
Thank you for this weekend. I'll see you soon.
PS--I Love You