When You Believe

Chapters 14-24

by BonnieBee

Disclaimer: The characters and situations of the TV program "Big Valley" are the creations of Four Star/Republic Pictures and have been used without permission. No copyright infringement is intended by the author. The ideas expressed in this story are copyrighted to the author.

Chapter Fourteen

Two weeks later, Jarrod, Adeline and Meredith were on their way West. Mabel came to the train station to say good-bye. She did not cry, knowing there would be plenty of time for that later. She was all smiles and kept talking about how exciting the trip was going to be for Meredith. Jarrod and Adeline had asked Mabel to come out for Meredith’s birthday in three months. Jarrod made a mental note to send her the money for the fare, knowing she wouldn’t accept it now.

In the past two weeks, Meredith spent quite a bit of time with her parents. They came to the open assembly at her school and watched as she took second place in the art contest. Although she was disappointed at not getting first place, Meredith took the loss gracefully, much to Jarrod’s and Adeline’s delight. Again, both were thankful for the upbringing by Mabel and her husband.

The trip West was just as difficult for Adeline as it had been on the way out. She spent most of her time lying down. Jarrod and Meredith were able to spend many hours together and got to know one another well. Jarrod was impressed with his daughter and the two began to form a good relationship. Adeline hated not being able to join them, feeling as though she was missing out on some very important bonding time with her daughter, but was glad father and daughter could take the time to get to know one another. Jarrod assured her that once they got home and Adeline felt better, she and Meredith would have plenty of time to spend together.

Since in was in the middle of the school year that they were going back to Stockton, Meredith’s teacher sent along lessons for Meredith to do while on the train. Jarrod was patient in instructing her and smiled at her ability to pick up knew concepts. Her mind was sharp. She had some trouble with Math, but with Jarrod’s help, was able to complete her tasks.

In Denver, Jarrod sent a wire to the family letting them know when they would be home. He couldn’t wait to introduce Meredith to her Aunt, Uncles and Grandmother. He knew they would fall in love with her just as quickly as he had.

One afternoon, Jarrod and Meredith were sitting in the dining car, Jarrod enjoying a cigar and a cup of coffee and Meredith eating a slice of cake. They talked about a good many things, but Jarrod’s memory dwelt on his daughter calling him “Papa” for the first time. Meredith had asked what she should call them, and they assured her that although they wanted to be called “mama” and “papa”, they would wait until she was ready. So far, she had just referred to them as “ma’am” and “sir”. Meredith had been looking out the window and had seen a majestic view of the mountains as they passed by.

“Oh Papa! Look! Oh, I wish we had time to stop so that I could try and draw them!”

Jarrod swallowed around the lump in his throat and said, “When we get home, your mother and I will take you out and show you our favorite spot. Its at the base of the mountains and next to a stream. I know you’ll love it.”

Meredith’s eyes twinkled. She couldn’t wait. She realized she had called him “Papa”. She had been practicing it in her mind and it just slipped out. She was glad he hadn’t made a big deal about it, but she had seen the pleasure in his eyes. As for her mother, Meredith just wasn’t sure about her yet. She spent most of her time in their berth. Meredith had so many questions regarding why she had been given up for adoption. But they didn’t seem to be in any hurry to talk about it. Meredith shrugged. She figured she would get the answers she sought when they were ready to share them with her.

Finally, after almost a week of riding on three different trains, they made it home. Jarrod asked that a buggy be waiting for them in town instead of everyone meeting them at the station. Jarrod and Adeline knew that Meredith would be overwhelmed enough as it was, so they wanted things to be as low key as possible.

Jarrod was watching Meredith’s face as they pulled up to the house. Her eyes grew wide as saucers and he looked over her head at Adeline. She smiled and Jarrod winked at her.

“This is where we are going to live?!” Meredith asked.

“Yes. This is where I grew up. And my brothers, sister and mother still live here.”

“What about your father?”

Jarrod smiled sadly. “He died about ten years ago.”

“Then I wouldn’t have known him anyway even if....” Meredith’s voice drifted off. Jarrod again looked over her head at Adeline and she shrugged her shoulders. They had not talked much with Meredith yet about the circumstances of her birth or why she had been given up for adoption. There had been plenty of opportunity on the trip out, but since Adeline had been so ill again and hadn’t been able to join them, Jarrod wanted to wait until all three could sit down together.

They stopped in front of the house and Jarrod said, “Come, My Ladies” as he was now calling them, and helped them out of the buggy. He opened the front door and let his wife and daughter precede him into the foyer. Victoria had was coming from the kitchen when they entered. Meredith watched as the older woman hugged her father and then her mother.

“And this must be Meredith,” Victoria said.

“Yes ma’am,” Meredith said.

Victoria drew the young girl into her arms and held her. Victoria couldn’t believe how much her granddaughter looked like Jarrod. Meredith smiled slightly and Victoria then saw some of Adeline’s features. Since getting Jarrod’s telegram a few days ago, Victoria had been busy baking and cleaning. She picked out a room just down the hall from Jarrod’s and Adeline’s and since there wouldn’t be enough time to have it decorated before their return, decided that maybe Meredith would like to help decide the colors.

Victoria stepped back from Meredith and then said to them all, “Why don’t you go freshen up and then we’ll have some refreshments.”

“That’s a good idea, Mother. Come, My Ladies!” Jarrod said, holding out his arm to his wife and daughter. Victoria smiled as she watched her son and his family. Jarrod’s family. Had it just been three months since Jarrod had gotten Adeline’s letter? And now they had their daughter. It was a miracle. Yes, indeed. A miracle.

Later that evening, Meredith was introduced to the rest of her family. She was shy around her Uncles, but really liked her Aunt Audra. The dress she wore was so pretty and Meredith loved the color of her hair. The color reminded her of the sunshine on a warm Spring day. Meredith wondered if Aunt Audra would allow her to try and sketch her. She doubted she could do her justice, but she wanted to try.

“So, when will you start school, Meredith?” she heard her Uncle Nick ask.

“I’m not sure, Sir,” she answered. Even though she had been given permission to call him Uncle, Meredith still wasn’t comfortable and all agreed to give her time.

“We thought we’d give her a few days to adjust. We are going to take her in to town to meet Miss Peters toward the end of the week,” Adeline said. Jarrod noticed his wife had gotten some of her color back, but still did not eat much at dinner. He was going to insist she go see Dr. Merar the next time they went into town.

Jarrod declared that since they had been traveling so much and all were bound to be tired, that he and his family would turn in. Adeline looked grateful since she was exhausted. Meredith bid everyone a quiet goodnight and followed her parents up the stairs.

Once Meredith had been tucked in, Jarrod and Adeline went to their room. Jarrod unbuttoned the back of his wife’s dress, kissing her back as he did. She smiled and moved her hair to the side so that he could get to her bare skin. He turned her around and helped her into her nightgown. The one he picked out had a luscious v-neck that he loved.

“Addy,” he said softly, bringing her closer to himself. “I want you to go see Dr. Merar tomorrow.”

Adeline pulled back a little. “Why?”

“Because you’re still sick and I don’t think its because of being nervous anymore.”

Adeline sighed. Jarrod led her over to the bed and sat her down.

Adeline turned her face away from Jarrod as she spoke. “I don’t need to see Dr. Merar, Jarrod.”

Jarrod kneeled down in front of her and turned her to look at him. “What’s wrong Adeline?”

Jarrod’s heart beat faster from nervousness, wondering what she would say.

“It seems we’ve not been cautious this time either. This is exactly how I was with Meredith. In seven months, you will have another to call you ‘Papa’.”

Jarrod’s eyes widened. He brought Adeline into his arms and held her tight.

“Oh Addy, I’m so happy!”

He kissed her deeply and Adeline wrapped her arms around him. Jarrod gently lowered her onto their bed and they celebrated the creation of a new life.

Chapter Fifteen

A few hours later, Adeline listened to Jarrod’s even breathing and knew he was asleep. She gently untangled herself from her husband’s arms and made her way down the hall to where her daughter slept. The rest of the house was quiet, the others having turned in already. Adeline opened the door quietly and peeked in. The moonlight shone through the window just enough to allow Adeline a clear view of the child that slept in the bed. She had kicked her covers off and Adeline pulled them up. Meredith did not even move. Adeline smiled, not quite believing that her dream had come true. She was married to the most wonderful man she had ever met, and their daughter was now safe and sound in their home. And to top it all off, she was now going to have another baby. She placed her hands on her stomach, knowing the baby was still too small to be felt, but Adeline knew that he or she was there. She and Jarrod agreed not to say anything to anyone yet. At least not until she could get into town to see the doctor.

Adeline smiled slightly and lifted a prayer heavenward in thankfulness for how blessed she was. She felt arms come around her and knew that Jarrod had awakened and come looking for her. He didn’t say anything, but the two of them stood in Meredith’s room, watching her sleep. They finally went back to bed and slept soundly the rest of the night.

The next week passed in a blur to Adeline. She, Jarrod and Meredith spent several hours together each day as a family, getting to know one another. Adeline loved how Meredith called Jarrod “Papa” and every time she said it, Jarrod’s eyes would light up. They visited Stockton and Jarrod showed Meredith his office. She was quite impressed. They also picnicked at Jarrod’s and Adeline’s favorite spot. Meredith was off sketching some of the scenery and Adeline whispered to Jarrod that she thought that this was the spot that their baby had been conceived. He smiled at her and pulled her into his embrace. They were careful not to get carried away, knowing Meredith would be back any moment, but Jarrod whispered in Adeline’s ear a promise to be with her that night. She smiled and found that she couldn’t wait for the day to be over so that she could be in her husband’s arms.

One day, as Meredith and Jarrod were in his office, Adeline decided to visit Dr. Merar. He confirmed that she was indeed expecting and offered his congratulations. He promised not to say anything to anyone, as Adeline explained they were waiting on telling the family. He asked her to take things easy since she had been so ill, but promised that the sickness would pass soon.

On the way home, the three stopped by the school house to introduce Meredith and Adeline to Miss Peters. Jarrod informed the rather pretty school teacher that Meredith would be starting school there the next week. She nodded her head in agreement and seemed enthusiastic, but Adeline couldn’t help but get the feeling she wasn’t really happy about it.

What she didn’t know and had no way of knowing, was that Miss Peters had her eye on Jarrod Barkley since her arrival in town the year before. They had been to dinner a few times, but Jarrod had never let things go beyond a simple friendship. That Eliza Peters was disappointed to find out that Jarrod had married was an understatement. But to know that she would have to teach his child, conceived out of wedlock, and to have both he and his wife come to the school was almost unbearable.

Once Jarrod, Adeline and Meredith left, the students knew to stay out of Miss Peter’s way. She was in a foul mood and didn’t have any reservations in taking it out on the children.

Later that evening, as most of the house slept, Jarrod and Adeline held one another close and talked about their future. Meredith seemed to be fitting in well with the family and would be starting school on Monday. She seemed to be adjusting to her new surroundings, though Adeline was well aware of the fact that Meredith still called her “Ma’am” and not any maternal terms of endearments. She tearily mentioned it to Jarrod, who held her close and told her to give it more time. He was sure that in time, Meredith would feel comfortable with her. They had sat her down one afternoon and explained the circumstances of her birth and why she had been given up for adoption. She listened attentively and Adeline had hoped that Meredith would warm up to her afterwards, but she would be disappointed. If anything, Meredith seemed more distant with her. With the rest of the family she was opening up and although it hurt Adeline to have her daughter hold her at arm’s length, she was willing to let Meredith take the lead in their relationship.

Jarrod had been working with some contacts in the California State Prison system confirming the fact that Cass Hyatt, a convicted murderer, was living in the lap of luxury, all at the tax payers expense. They had decided not to mention the situation with Cass Hyatt to the family just yet. Jarrod wanted to have everything taken care of when he told them what had happened.

Adeline asked Jarrod to share with her about the circumstances of his marriage with Beth and her tragic death. He left out no details, sharing with her some things he had never told anyone. He told her how they met and his shock at holding her still form in his arms after she had been shot. His most painful memory, was how he almost killed his brothers to get to Cass Hyatt. He had never told anyone, but for a brief second, as Nick stood between him and his wife’s murderer, Jarrod almost pulled the trigger. He told Adeline how he feared the violent man who had no reason or conscience that he knew still lived within him. Adeline held on to him tightly as he spoke, while he rubbed her belly and the child that grew within her. They would share the news of the baby with everyone when he returned from San Quentin. He would leave at the end of the next week and be gone for four or five days, depending on how long it took to take care of everything. Adeline was not looking forward to him being gone, but knew he needed to take care of this. They eventually fell asleep and both awoke refreshed and ready to face the day.

Meredith was excited about school. She had always been a good student and got along well with the other children. She was by no means the smartest in her class, but made good grades and always tried to do her best. She was nervous about starting at a new school, but her father was going to take her in for her first day. Meredith loved the time she spent with him and was eager to have him all to herself again, even if just for a half hour. She had enjoyed their time on the train as they made their way back to Stockton.

Meredith still wasn’t sure what to think about her mother. She couldn’t bring herself to actually call her “Mother” or “Mama” yet. What was holding her back? She had noticed the look of ... what … longing? Yes, a look of longing in her mother’s eyes for her to call her anything but “ma’am.” Meredith would often have to turn away. Although Meredith had dearly loved her Grandpa and Granna, they weren’t her parents and she had always longed to know her mother and father. The other kids at school had a mother and father, why couldn’t she? And now that she did, she found that she was angry with Adeline. They had explained to her why her mother had made the choices she did. But, in Meredith’s young mind, she didn’t understand why her mother didn’t tell her father about her. Then maybe he would have been able to keep her.

Adeline watched her daughter as she sat at the breakfast table. She had been quite chipper when she sat down, but now looked pensive. She looked up to see if Jarrod had noticed, but he was busy talking with Nick about some vineyard contracts.

At last, it was time to go and Meredith’s eyes lit up when her father told her to get her things. He kissed his wife goodbye and then Adeline watched as father and daughter rode away in one of the Barkley buggies. Adeline sighed, and went up to her room to lie down for a while. She had felt much better of late, but hadn’t slept well the night before and was tired. As she fell asleep, her last thoughts turned into a prayer for her daughter. That she would have a good first day of school and that soon, they would be close.

Meredith’s morning had not gone well. It was now recess and Meredith sat on an old tree stump outside the school house, trying to swallow the ache in her throat away. When she and Jarrod had stopped at school, he walked her inside and spoke with Miss Peters again. The woman seemed so sweet and charming. She had light blond hair, not as pretty as Aunt Audra’s, but almost the same color. And she had big green eyes. Miss Peters’ eyes fairly danced as they watched Jarrod. He didn’t notice, and that was something that angered Eliza. Her eyes had always been one of her best physical attributes. Many a man had commented on her beautiful green eyes. Even Jarrod had made mention of them on one occasion, but now he was all business. He handed over Meredith’s school records and then bid them goodbye. Meredith accepted his light peck on her cheek and smiled as he left the room. When she turned back to Miss Peters, she saw a look that made her afraid. Meredith looked away quickly, hating the way the woman was staring at her.

“Take your seat over there,” the teacher said briskly. Meredith wasn’t sure where “there” was, so she just walked over to the nearest row of desks and sat down.

“Not there!” Miss Peters said. Then Meredith heard her say under her breath, “Idiot bastard of a child.” Meredith’s eyes widened, knowing that the word her teacher used was not one she herself was allowed to say. Meredith had over heard someone who had been one of her Grandfather’s patients using that word once, and her Granna had told her it was not polite to use it and she would wash her mouth out with soap if she ever heard it come from Meredith’s lips.

Meredith stood quickly and moved to another desk and sat down. Miss Peters just sighed in disgust and went to ring the bell that would call all of the other children inside. They came in quietly, none daring to talk. It was clear she wasn’t in a good mood and no one wanted to incur the teacher’s wrath. Meredith remembered at her old school, that whenever a new student began to attend, the teacher would ask the student to stand and introduce themselves. But Miss Peters just began her lessons and gave the children instructions.

Meredith squirmed in her seat. The teacher had not given her any books and she didn’t know what to do. She watched as the others read from their readers and wondered if she was supposed to share with the girl beside her or was she supposed to raise her hand and ask for one? She looked around, hoping someone would be kind enough to instruct her, but each child kept their eyes firmly on their books, refusing to look in her direction. Meredith sat, refusing to give in to the urge to run from the schoolhouse to her father’s office. She took a few deep calming breaths and started to raise her hand when Miss Peters said sharply,

“Time is up. I will call upon you and you will be required to answer the questions on the board. Please do not waste time. You know how I detest dawdlers.”

Miss Peters raised the chart that had been covering the blackboard and there, written in script, were five questions. Meredith did not know the answer to any of the questions, so she raised her hand to ask Miss Peters if she might get a book. Miss Peters saw her raised hand and said, “It seems we have a volunteer already. Stand up and give your name. Then answer question number one.”

Meredith swallowed involuntarily. She stood, her legs feeling weak, and spoke softly, “My name is Meredith Mor-....Meredith Barkley. I’m sorry Miss Peters, I don’t know the answer to the questions. I don’t have a book.”

Miss Peters face turned red. Someone snickered and she looked around sharply, her expression daring whoever it was to laugh again so that she could see them.

“Why didn’t you ask for a book, Miss...Barkley?” Meredith’s last name was said in disgust.

“I wasn’t sure what to do, Ma’am. I’m new-“

“I know you’re new!” the teacher shouted. Meredith jumped. All of the other children kept their eyes down, not wanting the wrath of their teacher to fall on them.

“I’ll give you a book later. For now, go to the chalkboard next to you and write one hundred times, ‘Next time, I’ll ask for a book.’”

Meredith’s eyes widened. One hundred times! She’d be there all day! Meredith slowly made her way to the chalkboard and began to write. By the time lunch and recess rolled around, her arm was sore and she had missed two more classes. She had been informed that the work from those classes were to be made up by the time school started the next day or she would have to write two hundred times, “I will complete my homework”.

So, as Meredith sat on the old tree stump, she wished with all of her heart that she was still with her Granna. She missed her terribly. The teachers in Syracuse were never this mean. Meredith’s thoughts turned to her mother. It was all her fault for bringing her here and for not caring enough about her as a baby to want to keep her. Meredith bit her lip, trying to stop its trembling. Never had she felt so alone.

Jarrod had an appointment with a client and was not able to pick Meredith up from school. Adeline was glad for the time she would have alone with her daughter, even if it was just for the half hour it would take to get back to the Ranch. She watched as the children ran from the school house, smiling at their enthusiasm at finally being released. She remembered how she hated being inside for hours at a time as a child. She enjoyed learning, but enjoyed being in the sunshine.

Adeline spotted Meredith as she walked slowly from the schoolhouse. She had an armload of books and Adeline watched as her face fell when she realized who was picking her up from school.

“Where’s Papa?” she asked.

“He had to meet with a client. He’ll be home for supper. How was school?” Adeline asked, trying to push away the hurt at Meredith’s disappointed look.

“Fine.”

“I thought we’d go to Pearlman’s Tea House and get some refreshments before we started back. They have wonderful tea cakes-“

“I’ve got a lot of homework. I just want to go- “ Meredith’s voice quivered slightly. She took a deep breath and then said, “I just want to go home, please.”

Adeline smiled. “Of course. I’m sure your Grandmother will have a snack for you when we get home.”

Meredith nodded but kept her face turned away so that Adeline wouldn’t see her tears.

Chapter Sixteen

The next few days of school were much the same for Meredith. She couldn’t seem to do anything right for her new teacher. Every night she would have so much homework and her arms would be sore from having to write sentences on the blackboard. And to top it all off, no one wanted to be her friend. One girl had tried speaking to her at lunch one day, but Miss Peters called the girl over to her and said something. The girl then shook her head and ran off in the other direction. Miss Peters glared at Meredith, who just sighed and sat on what she now termed as “her stump”. The other children for the most part ignored her, but a few would send small smiles her way or give her a look of sympathy at the way she was being treated.

The frustration at not being able to do well in school, coupled with the anger she already had for her mother, was fast coming to a boiling point. Meredith had not taken the news of Jarrod’s departure a few days before well and was very sullen. The only thing that seemed to bring a smile to her face were the riding lessons her Uncle Heath was giving her. Meredith was a quick learner and soon was doing well enough to ride short distances on her own. Meredith needed these few moments alone to quiet the rage that was building inside of her. And the object of that rage was soon to bear the brunt of it.

Adeline could tell that something wasn’t right with her daughter, but their relationship was not one that would allow her to talk about it. She wished with all of her heart that Jarrod would return soon, but received word that he would have to be gone for several more days.

Addy was not looking forward to sharing the news with Meredith. She decided to wait until they got home and would tell her then so that she could take Misty, her grandmother’s horse, out for ride, knowing that Meredith loved riding. The ride home was mostly made in silence. Just as they turned down the lane that would bring them up to the house Meredith asked when Jarrod would be home.

“Not for a few more days. He’s had a complication and will be delayed.”

Meredith didn’t say anything, but in her frustration, kicked the front of the buggy.

“Meredith, please don’t do that,” Adeline admonished.

“Don’t tell me what to do!” Meredith shouted.

“Meredith,” Adeline said, shocked. She stopped in front of the barn and said, “You will not speak to me in that way. I’m your mother and-“

“Well, I wish you weren’t! You’ve ruined everything! My life was fine before you found me. Why couldn’t you have left me alone! I hate you!”

Adeline’s eyes widened at Meredith’s words. Meredith herself couldn’t believe that the thoughts she had been having for the last week were now coming out of her mouth. Meredith jumped out of the buggy but Adeline made no move to stop her. She watched as her daughter ran toward the back of the house. Heath and Nick came from the barn, both having heard Meredith’s raised voice.

Heath saw the look of hurt in his sister-in-law’s eyes and wanted to comfort her, but she asked quietly for him to take care of the buggy and then walked into the house. Nick had been watching the direction in which Meredith had fled and made a move to go after her, but Heath held his arm.

“They have to resolve this themselves, Nick. We have to just let them be.”

“But we can’t let Meredith talk to Adeline like that.”

“She’s wrong and she knows it. But she has to be the one to make it right. There’s a lot of anger that needs to be worked through. If we interfere, we might make it worse.”

Nick nodded, but he was a man of action. He hated the "wait and see" approach, but knew that Heath was right. The two worked silently together as they put the horse and buggy away. Both were hoping that Jarrod’s business would conclude soon and that he would be home.

Because of an increase in criminal activity brought on by the large numbers of men seeking their fortunes in California’s gold mines, a State Prison system was established in 1851. Originally it was a private enterprise and a temporary prison was set up on the Waban, a 268 ton bark ship. As it quickly became overcrowded and escapes common, building began for a permanent facility on Port San Quentin in 1852, near the coast in San Francisco.

Jarrod Barkley had visited San Quentin a few times, the last time had been to see Keno Nash when he had been released from prison. Jarrod had prosecuted him and years later, evidence had been found that showed Keno had truly been innocent of the charges. Jarrod offered Keno a chance and the man reluctantly took it, but was able to make a good life for himself. He stayed at the ranch for a year, earning enough money to eventually marry Meg, his deceased friend’s widow and the two moved to Nevada to start their own ranch. He got letters from Keno occasionally and was glad to know he was doing so well.

As Jarrod stood in the Warden’s empty office, he tried to control his rage. The Warden had just that day been confronted with the fact that Cass Hyatt was living apart from the other prisoners in a section of the prison that almost looked like a house. Women were often seen coming and going from the cottage and Cass Hyatt was literally eating "high on the hog". Marshall Pierson’s face paled as Jarrod and the Head of the State Prison System, Michael Warren, told him he was relieved of his duties and was then escorted out of the prison by armed guards. He would soon be joining the ranks of the prisoners he had been in charge of.

The door opened and Jarrod stood. Michael walked in and looked at Jarrod.

"Everything’s all set. You sure you want to see him? You don’t have to."

"Yes, I do."

Michael nodded and led Jarrod down a long walkway. After having several barred doors locked behind him, Jarrod was finally able to see the object of his fury. Cass Hyatt was sitting in his "cell", looking forward to his night. The warden had been by the day before and told him a new group of girls was coming in and he could have the pick of who he wanted. Could even take a couple as long as he didn’t rough them up. The girls would be paid generously for their time spent with the prisoner.

Cass looked up as he heard footsteps approaching. He didn’t recognize the first man, but the second, he knew well and his shock showed. He saw that look in Jarrod Barkley’s eyes. The look that had haunted him for years; the look that had caused him to wake up many a night in a cold sweat. And the thing that scared him the most at this moment, was that he knew that Jarrod Barkley had somehow found out the truth about what had happened.

Jarrod didn’t say a word, but watched as Cass was led from his comfortable residence to solitary. After a few days there, he would be put in a normal prison cell and integrated in with the other prisoners. He listened with some satisfaction to Cass’s screams as he was being led away. Jarrod turned to his friend and told him thank you. Michael promised Jarrod that nothing like that would ever happen again, that Cass would finally be punished for his crimes.

Jarrod turned and walked away. He wanted to go home to see his wife and daughter, and finally put behind him the memory of Cass Hyatt.

It was mid-afternoon of the next day when Jarrod finally made it home. He let himself into the house, but didn’t see anyone around. He set his hat, gunbelt and briefcase down on the table in the foyer, then made his way up the stairs. He peeked into his and Addy’s room and saw her lying down. He could tell she wasn’t asleep but she hadn’t heard him come in. It wasn’t until he sat down on the edge of bed, that she looked up.

“You’re home!” she said, sitting up to wrap her arms around him. Jarrod held her close, drinking in the smell of her. He had missed her so much and couldn’t wait to get home. He hated sleeping apart from her. He pulled back and it was then he noticed her tears.

“Addy, what’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing Jarrod. I’m just tired and the past few days have been a little rough.”

“With Meredith?”

Adeline nodded. She quietly told Jarrod about Meredith’s outburst and subsequent attitude toward her. He listened, his face becoming serious as he thought about his daughter. He knew she had some adjustments to make, but her behavior toward her mother was inexcusable.

“Just hearing those hateful words coming from that sweet child’s mouth. It was horrible.”

“I’ll talk to her when I pick her up from school this afternoon. She’ll apologize and it won’t happen again,” he said firmly.

“No! You can’t Jarrod!”

“Adeline-“

“No Jarrod. She and I have to settle this between ourselves,” she said, not realizing she was telling Jarrod exactly what Heath had told Nick. “If you interfere, you could damage the relationship you two have. Plus, she’ll think she’s being ganged up on and I won’t have that. I know that Heath and Nick heard her and thankfully, they didn’t say anything. Just let me figure out what to do. Please, stay out of this.”

Against his better judgement, and very reluctantly, Jarrod nodded.

“Alright, but I’ll not let her speak disrespectfully to you in my presence.”

“Oh, she wouldn’t, my darling. She adores you too much to risk upsetting you. We’ll work it out. I promise,” she said giving him a kiss.

Again Jarrod nodded. He had remembered then that he didn’t see anyone around when he first came in the house. Adeline saw the look in his eyes that she loved so much.

“What are you thinking, Counselor?” she asked, knowing full well what was on his mind.

“I was just wondering where everyone was?” he said, his eyes roaming over her, and Adeline’s body began to tingle with anticipation.

“Silas dropped your mother and sister off at the orphanage on the way to town; Nick and Heath left for Modesto this morning and will be back in a few days and Meredith doesn’t get out of school for,” she glanced at the clock and smiled, “at least three more hours.”

“So we are all alone,” Jarrod said, leaning in to kiss his wife.

“It would seem so,” she said, accepting his kiss.

“How about a bath?” Jarrod asked, standing and bringing his wife up with him.

“Mmmmm...A bath sounds lovely.”

The two made their way to the bathroom and slowly undressed each other. They climbed into the bathtub and explored one another for the next hour. They then made their way to their room where they brought one another to the heights of pleasure, going oh so slow and enjoying every moment of it. Afterwards, Jarrod noticed Adeline smiling and asked her what she was thinking.

“Oh, just that I wonder what your clients would say if they had seen you the way I did a half hour ago.”

Jarrod laughed. “I’d probably lose quite a bit of business.”

“On the contrary, I bet most of the women in town and around Stockton would find reasons to visit you and to get some legal advice!”

Jarrod rolled over on top of his wife and began to tickle her. She laughed with glee and then accepted him once again as his passion for her made itself known.

Later, as Jarrod and Adeline dressed, she asked if they could wait a while longer before telling anyone about the baby.

“I know you’re eager to share the news with the family, but I just don’t think it’s a good time, not with how Meredith is toward me. Maybe we could wait a few more weeks?”

Jarrod kissed his wife. “Alright. We’ll wait. But we won’t be able to wait much longer, you’re already beginning to show.”

Adeline embraced her husband and sighed with relief that he was now home. She hoped he would be home for a long while.

Chapter Seventeen

For the next two weeks, Meredith’s school experience didn’t change. She tried to hide her anxiety, but she wasn’t sleeping well at night and her appetite wasn’t good at all. Adeline was worried about her, but Meredith refused to admit anything was wrong.

Finally, it was time to send home a report card and Meredith was dreading it. She knew her grades were not what they should be. She wondered what her parents would say. She couldn’t stand the thought of her father looking at her with disappointment.

Meredith was glad to see her Uncle Heath ride into the school yard, pulling Misty behind him. She squealed with glee and gave her Uncle a huge hug when he explained they were going to go riding for a bit before going home. Just about the only time Meredith felt free and relaxed was when she was riding. She used to enjoy drawing, but even that had lost its charm. She had taken her sketch pad to school one day and Miss Peters saw it. She refused to believe that Meredith had drawn the pictures inside and confiscated the pad. Meredith had yet to gain enough courage to ask for it back. She only hoped that Miss Peters was taking good care of it. Meredith had started a project for her father and she wanted to give it to him in few weeks. But if Miss Peters didn’t give her sketch pad back soon, she wouldn’t be able to finish it.

Meredith and Heath rode up onto the North Ridge and she again stared in awe at the sight. The Barkley Ranch was beautiful and Meredith was so glad to be a part of it. She and Heath dismounted and they went to sit down under a large tree. They had become quite close in the last few weeks and Meredith was thankful for him. She adored her father beyond anything, but her Uncles were a close second. Heath seemed to really understand her awkwardness concerning her arrival into the family. And she knew that although her Uncle Nick could be loud at times, he had the most gentle heart.

“This is such a pretty spot, Uncle Heath,” Meredith said, looking around.

“Thought you might want to draw some pictures of it sometime,” he said. Had he been looking at her, he would have seen the sadness in her eyes. She only had the one sketch pad and didn’t want to ask for another one.

“Meredith?” Meredith looked up and realized she had let her thoughts wander.

“Sorry, Uncle Heath. I was thinking.”

“Yeah, this is a good spot for it.” Heath picked up some tall grass and stuck it in his mouth, chewing on the end. “How was school today?”

Meredith sighed. “We got our report cards,” she said softly.

Heath looked over at her and asked, “How’d ya do?”

Meredith took her report card out of her pocket and handed it to him. He opened it up and admitted he was a little surprised at the grades. He had gotten the impression from Jarrod that Meredith was a good student. He looked up at her and saw her biting her lip, wondering what he would say.

“Well...”

“Will Papa be mad?” she asked, hating the thought of him scolding her.

“Let me ask ya, Meredith. Did ya do your best?”

Meredith nodded, the tears in her eyes threatening to spill over.

“Well, if ya did your best, then I don’t think you have anything to worry about. They’ll understand its been an adjustment for ya movin out here. Don’t worry about it. Your next report card will be great, I’m sure!”

Meredith tried to smile, but new her next report card would be the same unless she got a new teacher and that wasn’t likely to happen.

“Have you finished the sketch you were doin for your Papa?”

Heath had been the only one she had confided in concerning her surprise. She had needed his help in getting things set up.

“No. I...I don’t have my sketch pad anymore.”

“Did ya lose it?”

“No, I ....”

Heath watched Meredith closely. “Meredith, what happened to it?”

“I brought it to school and Miss Peters took it. I haven’t asked for it back.”

“Were ya drawin durin class? Is that why she took it?”

Meredith shook her head. “I showed it to her and she said she didn’t believe I did the drawings and took it away. Told me I....”

“Told ya what?” Heath asked, his brows drawing together.

“I’m not allowed to say the word, Uncle Heath. Granna told me if she ever heard it coming from my mouth she’d wash it out with soap!”

Heath thought on this. He didn’t want to pressure her, but he had to wonder what the teacher would have said to her that would be so bad. More than likely it was just a word that Meredith thought was bad.

“Tell ya what. You tell me what she said, and I promise I won’t let your Granna wash your mouth out with soap when she gets here. She may not even need to know.”

Meredith nodded and then quietly said, “Miss Peters said I shouldn’t lie even though that’s all she would expect from a bastard child.”

Meredith wasn’t watching her Uncle and he was glad he had a moment to compose his features. He put on his best poker face when Meredith looked up at him. He smiled at her and winked, then said, “Well, you’re Granna is right. You shouldn’t be sayin that word. Tell me, has your teacher called any of the other children that?”

“No. At least not that I’ve heard.”

“Has she called you that before?”

Meredith hesitated, but knew she couldn’t lie. She nodded, but didn’t share any details. She asked instead, “What did Miss Peters mean by that, Uncle Heath? Why am I considered a...Well, you know. That word. Is it because I was adopted?”

Heath took a deep breath and tried to quell his rising anger. Meredith was staring at him with her wide blue eyes. Eyes that still held the innocence of life and he didn’t want to do anything to take that from her.

“You aren’t one of those Meredith. But I’ll tell ya what. I’ll explain it to ya a little later when you are older. It’s getting late and from the look of that stack of books you put in your saddlebags, you have a lot of homework. We should get home.”

Meredith nodded, sad that her time of freedom was over. Her father had told her that her homework needed to be completed as soon as possible each day before she could go out and play. But she never seemed to finish it before dinner.

“Meredith,” Heath asked as they mounted their horses. “Do the other kids have a lot of homework too?”

“No sir. Not usually.”

“Then why do you always come home with so many books?”

“Miss Peters doesn’t like it when I get an answer wrong. So for every wrong answer, I have to write sentences on the board. Then with whatever classes I miss, I have to bring home those books and make up the work.”

“And the other kids don’t have to do that?”

“Not that I’ve seen.”

Heath gave Meredith a lopsided grin and put his hand on her shoulder. He didn’t say anything else and they rode home in silence. Heath was thinking on what course of action he should take. He wanted to tell Jarrod and Adeline, but he didn’t want to betray Meredith’s trust. He sighed and hoped a clear answer came to him soon.

Heath considered going to Miss Peters himself but knew it wasn’t his place. Jarrod and Adeline had to be told what Meredith had said and then they would need to take care of it. He waited until Meredith told everyone her goodnights and was tucked into bed. He had told Jarrod that he needed to speak with he and Adeline later, so the three of them went into the study. Heath didn’t know how to begin and Jarrod could sense his uncomfortableness.

“Heath, has Meredith done something wrong?” Jarrod asked.

“No. Not at all. She’s a wonderful child, Jarrod.” He looked to Adeline and she smiled at his praise.

“It’s just...she told me some things I thought you should know.”

“All right.”

Heath took a deep breath and told them both about Meredith’s school work. Jarrod had seen her report card and though he admitted he had been a bit disappointed, he thought maybe her low grades were because of the move and needing time to adjust. Now he knew differently.

Heath told them about the sketch pad, but didn’t say anything about the surprise Meredith was making for Jarrod. He didn’t see any need for him to know about that. When he told them what Miss Peters had called Meredith, he knew Jarrod was angry. Probably the angriest he had seen his big brother in a long time. Adeline wore a shocked expression on her face, her hand going to her mouth.

“I wasn’t sure what to do, Jarrod. I didn’t want to betray Meredith’s trust in me. She didn’t ask me not to tell you, but this was something you had to know.”

“Thanks Heath. We’ll take care of it and hopefully in a way that will not let Meredith know you told us. Maybe if I can get her to open up to me about it....” his voice trailed off, his mind working on a plan to help his daughter.

Heath bid them both goodnight and left the room. When Heath closed the door behind him, Adeline turned to Jarrod who was standing by the fireplace, deep in thought. She wrapped her arms around him and he held her as she cried.

“Why? Why, Jarrod?”

“I don’t know, honey. But one thing is for sure. Meredith isn’t going back there. I hate to pull her out of school again, but this is not acceptable behavior for a teacher.”

“What will we do?”

“I’ll go in tomorrow and get Meredith’s school work for the rest of the week. Somehow during this time, I’ll try to get her to open up to me. That way, I can go to the school board without Meredith needing to know Heath told us.”

Adeline nodded. Her head hurt from crying and she was so very tired, but she didn’t want to leave the arms of her husband just yet. Jarrod led her to the sofa and they sat down. They watched the flames for a while until Jarrod felt Adeline’s head bob. He gently kissed her, rousing her from her seat and suggested they turn in. Adeline wanted to go and check on Meredith first and Jarrod told her he’d be up in a few minutes. He sat in the study, calming his raging emotions. When he finally felt he was calm enough to sleep, he made his way up the stairs. He found Adeline still in Meredith’s room, sitting in the chair next to her bed. He took her hand and led her to their room, helping her settle into bed. He fell asleep listening to his wife’s soft cries.

Chapter Eighteen

Meredith was as happy as any could remember seeing her when she was told she would be taking a break from school. Victoria, Audra and Nick were surprised that Jarrod and Adeline were keeping her home, but didn’t question it. Nick noticed that Heath didn’t seem surprised and he had to wonder just what was going on.

Meredith went up the stairs to change from her school clothes and Jarrod took the opportunity to inform his family of what had happened. Nick’s anger clearly showed on his face while Victoria stared at her eldest son in shock. Audra looked thoughtful and Jarrod asked her what she was thinking.

“Remember a few months ago when I substituted for Miss Peters? I spoke with one little girl, May Colliers. She said she really enjoyed me as her teacher and wished I could stay on. I didn’t think much about it, but when I went back to school the next week to pick up a book I had left, I tried speaking with May. She wouldn’t even look me in the eye. She kept her head down. I saw May a few weeks later and she was just as friendly and chattered as she had when I taught her. Then she changed all of a sudden and when I looked around, I saw Miss Peters staring at us. I couldn’t understand why May would change like that, but now it makes sense.”

“What will you do?” Victoria asked Jarrod.

“I’m going to try and get Meredith to open up to me. If she will tell me what’s going on, I can go to Dace since he’s the head of the school board.”

“Why not just go now? Take Meredith to him and let her tell her story?” Nick asked.

“Because we don’t want Meredith to think she can’t trust Heath,” Adeline said softly. “Meredith didn’t ask him not to tell us, but she also didn’t give him permission. If she thinks that every conversation she has with one of you will result in you telling us what you talked about, she’ll not be able to trust us.”

Nick nodded. In a way, he was glad that Meredith had told Heath and not him first. He wondered just what he would have done. He knew what he would like to do. He’d like to go to that Miss Peters and give her what for! Nick looked to Heath. He sat there, looking relieved that Jarrod had come up with a plan.

“Well, we gotta get going,” Nick said as Meredith walked back into the room, making it seem as though they had all been talking about a mundane topic such as the weather. “We’ve got cattle that need branding and horses that need breaking. You coming, Heath?”

“Be right there,” Heath said, taking a last drink from his coffee. He kissed his mother goodbye and told the others goodbye as well.

Meredith took her seat again and waited for her father to tell her what their plans would be for the day. She hoped it would include some time alone with him.

“Meredith, I have to go into town for a few hours. When I get back, how about if you and I go for a ride. Your Uncle Heath tells me you have made a lot of progress with your riding.”

“Oh, Papa! That would be great!”

Jarrod smiled. He kissed his daughter on the top of her head when he stood, then reached for his wife’s hand and the two left the room. Adeline always walked him out to tell him goodbye.

“You sure you don’t want to come with us?” he asked her.

“No, she needs to spend some time with you alone. I don’t think she’ll open up if I’m there. I just hope she’ll tell you soon.”

“Me too,” he said. He gently kissed his wife and then winked at her as they parted. “I’ll see you later, Mrs. Barkley.”

Adeline smiled and then went back to help with the breakfast clean up.

Jarrod and Meredith had been riding for several hours when they stopped to give the horses a break. This was the third afternoon in a row that they had gone riding together and Meredith was enjoying each and every moment of it. Jarrod watched her face as she took in the view of the mountains. She seemed to be at peace and he was so thankful that she had opened up to Heath about what had been going on at school. So far, Jarrod had not had any luck in getting her to talk to him, but he wasn’t worried. The last two days were spent just relaxing and enjoying one another. Today, he had a plan.

Meredith didn’t see Jarrod place one of her school books in his saddlebag. When he pulled it out, he was watching her face. His heart squeezed at the look of dread that showed.

“I thought we would work on some of your lessons while we were here.”

“Yes sir,” she said softly and came to sit beside him. They worked together for a while, Meredith correctly giving him the answers to the questions he asked. They took a break and ate some food that Silas had sent with them. Jarrod decided that now was the time to ask her about school.

“You did very well with the arithmetic problems I gave to you.”

“Thank you,” was all she said.

“I noticed on your report card that you haven’t been doing very well in that class. Did you just need some tutoring?”

Meredith stopped eating and looked out over the Valley. “I guess so.”

This was going to be more difficult than Jarrod thought. He decided to try a more direct approach.

“Meredith, do you enjoy going to school here in Stockton?”

Meredith wouldn’t look at him, but kept her head down. She bit her lip, something that Jarrod realized she did when she wasn’t certain about her answer.

“No sir,” came the soft reply. “Not really.”

“May I ask why?”

Meredith looked up at him, tears gathering in her eyes. She wanted to tell him everything, but wasn’t sure if she should . His compassionate look was her undoing and she started talking.

“Miss Peters is just so mean, Papa. I hate it. I hate going to school and getting all the answers wrong. The first day, I didn’t even have any books and she got upset with me for not asking for them. I didn’t know what to do. So when I didn’t have the assignment ready when she wanted, she told me I had to write sentences on the board. It took me all morning. Then I missed two more classes and had to make up that work. She took my sketch pad away and it’s the only one I have! She said it wasn’t my work. But I promise Papa! I did draw those things, I did!”

Meredith burst into tears and Jarrod held her close. When she had calmed down, he gave her his handkerchief and she wiped her eyes and blew her nose.

“Meredith, is that all Miss Peters has done?”

“What do you mean?”

“Have you told me everything?”

Meredith thought for a moment. She then told him about the name her teacher had called her. He asked her to say the name and smiled when she said she was afraid her Granna would wash her mouth out with soap. He promised not to tell her, so Meredith said the word. Jarrod hugged her to himself again. He promised that everything would work out and that he would talk to someone about how Miss Peters was treating her. Meredith felt relieved that she had finally said something. It never occurred to her that Heath had said something to her parents.

They rode back home and Meredith went to her room to change. Jarrod didn’t say much to Adeline about their conversation, promising her to give her details later, but he told her Meredith had finally opened up to him and he was going to go in to town and see the school board chairman the next day.

Later that evening, after Meredith had been put to bed, the adults talked about the situation. Jarrod had been thinking all afternoon about what he would say to Dace. He wondered if any of the other students had heard Miss Peters’ comments toward Meredith. If none did, it could be a case of Meredith’s word against her teacher’s. Victoria suggested that maybe he go and visit some of the families of the children in school and make discreet inquiries. He was hesitant to do that, fearing that word would get back to Miss Peters, but it looked like it would be the only way for him to find any witnesses. He just wished he could figure out why Meredith had been singled out. The time that Jarrod had spent with Stockton’s school teacher the year before had been brief, but she had given him the impression that she loved her students and teaching. After a few dinners together, he had realized that he just wasn’t interested in her and broke things off as gently as he could. She seemed to agree with him at the time that things were not working out and Jarrod wasn’t so arrogant to think that he had broken her heart and now she was taking that out on his daughter.

Jarrod lay awake long into the night, trying to come up with a different plan. Finally, he decided his mother’s suggestion would have to be the course of action he would take. He shifted and brought Adeline closer to himself. In her sleep, she snuggled against him. He never tired of holding her and if she hadn’t looked so tired when they went to bed, he would gently awaken her now. His mind brought back the images of their afternoon together when he had returned from San Quentin.

Jarrod felt his desire for his wife becoming almost unbearable and knew he needed to get his mind off of making love to her. He was trying to come up with something else to think about when he felt Adeline’s hand caressing him. He groaned in pleasure.

“Please, Addy. I need you,” he whispered and she sat up to pull her nightgown over her shoulders. Jarrod pulled her on top of him and he joined his body to hers. Their time together was short but passionate. Both gained the release they sought. Adeline had to bite her finger to keep from screaming out Jarrod’s name and risk waking the entire household. She moved to his side and they snuggled together under the covers and fell into a peaceful sleep.

The next morning, Meredith sat in her room, thinking about a conversation she had overheard between her parents the afternoon before. Meredith wanted to ask if she and her father were going riding again the next day and she paused just outside the door of their room to knock. It was then she heard her name mentioned.

“How much do you still think about what Meredith said?” She heard her father ask.

“I try not to think about it. But my heart just hurts. I waited for so long to get my daughter back and to know that she hates me is sometimes more than I can bear,” Adeline said tearfully. “I know she didn’t really mean to say those things, that what she said was because of the frustration with what is going on at school, but still...”

“It’ll be fine. Remember, ‘There can be miracles, when you believe.’ We just need to trust that the miracles will keep coming. You’re sure you don’t want me to talk to her?”

“No, I don’t want her to think I’m going to send you to her any time there’s a problem. I’ll find a way to reach her.”

Meredith hurried away to her room so that she wouldn’t be seen. She had forgotten about what she had said to her mother several weeks ago. The anger she’d had was still there, but Meredith knew she was glad her parents had found her. She loved her Granna and had been happy with her, but she always wanted to live with her real parents.

Meredith sighed. She decided she was going to talk to her mother and apologize. Meredith walked into the dining room and stood beside Adeline at the buffet. Adeline looked down at her and smiled. Unless she absolutely had to, Meredith did not speak with her mother. But this morning, Adeline heard the soft words, “Good morning.”

“Good morning, Meredith. Did you sleep well?”

“Yes, I did.” Meredith then busied herself with fixing her plate. She didn’t want to make the apology in front of everyone. She would wait until they were alone. She still couldn’t bring herself to say the word “Mama” to Adeline, but she was getting close.

Adeline smiled again and glanced over at Jarrod who was watching the exchange. He winked at her and mouthed the word, “Miracle”. Adeline smiled and knew she was seeing the beginning of another miracle in her life.

Chapter Nineteen

As Jarrod was getting Jingo ready to go, he thought more about his plan to go see the other families. He still wasn’t sure it was the best course of action, but couldn’t see any other way to find out the information he needed. He heard a wagon coming into the yard and he went out to see who it was. Rand Colliers, along with his wife Elise and their daughter May were just climbing down from the wagon.

“Rand,” Jarrod said by way of greeting. “So good to see you.”

“Jarrod. I hope we aren’t disturbing you.”

“Not at all. I was actually on my way to see you.”

“Oh?”

“Yes, I was wanting to ask May a few questions about school.”

Rand looked at his wife and she nodded slightly. “Well, that’s part of the reason we’re here, Jarrod. May told us some things last night and we thought you should hear them.”

“Let’s go inside.”

Jarrod led the trio to the study and then excused himself to get Adeline. After the introductions were made, Rand began to tell Jarrod how May had been worried that Meredith wasn’t in school this past week. When they questioned her further, May told them about some of the things Miss Peters had been doing to Meredith as well as some things May had heard her say. Jarrod felt Adeline squeeze his hand. It looked like May would be the witness they needed.

“May, could you tell me exactly what happened?” Jarrod asked. May looked nervous, but Jarrod’s gentle voice and kind expression helped her to open up.

“Well, the first day Meredith was with us, she didn’t have any books. Miss Peters didn’t give her any and got mad when she realized she had forgotten. She made Meredith write a bunch of sentences. Then a few days later, I tried to play with Meredith, but Miss Peters called me over to her and asked me if I wanted to write sentences on the board. I told her no and she said for me to leave the....”

May faltered and looked to her parents. They both nodded to her and she said softly, “Miss Peters told me to leave the little bastard alone.”

“Is there anything else?” Jarrod asked.

“Miss Peters gets really mad at Meredith if she gets answers wrong. She makes her write more sentences. When Meredith didn’t come to school the last few days, I was scared for her. I thought maybe Miss Peters had hurt her or that Meredith was going to move away. I like Meredith a lot, Mr. Barkley. She’s so nice. I want to be her friend, but I hate writing sentences on the board. My arms get tired.”

The adults in the room looked at one another and smiled.

“Meredith is upstairs in her room, May. If your parents say its alright, would you like to go and see her?” Adeline asked.

May’s eyes brightened and she looked to her parents. They nodded and Adeline took May up to Meredith’s room.

“I can’t thank you enough for coming to see us, Rand. I know it was difficult for you to do,” Jarrod said, holding his hand out to the other man.

“It was no problem, Jarrod.”

“It just broke our hearts when May told us what that Miss Peters was doing to Meredith. No child deserves to be treated that way,” Elise said, her eyes holding unshed tears.

“What will you do?” Rand asked.

Jarrod took a deep breath then let it out slowly. “Would you allow May to talk with Dace Stewart? If May will tell him what she witnessed, then we can start the process of dismissing Miss Peters.”

“Of course. Just let us know when and where.”

“Lunch will be ready soon. Will you join us?” Adeline asked, walking back into the room.

“Oh, we would love to Mrs. Barkley, but I’ve got some work I’ve got to catch up on,” Rand said.

“Then would you permit May to stay the afternoon with us? She and Meredith seemed to have hit it off well.”

“That would be fine, Mrs. Barkley,” Elise said with a smile.

“Please, call me Adeline.”

“Then you must call me Elise. Perhaps we can get together next week for tea, Adeline.”

Adeline’s face brightened. She hadn’t admitted it to anyone, but she was eager to have friends almost as much as Meredith.

“That would be lovely,” she said.

May was called down to tell her parents goodbye, then the two young girls went back to Meredith’s room where they could be heard giggling the rest of the day.

The meeting with Dace Stewart went as well as Jarrod could hope. An emergency meeting was called between the school board members and Miss Peters. Jarrod and Adeline were present as well. When Miss Peters heard the charges against her, she began to strike out at May Colliers, calling her a bad student who was upset at the grades she had been given. Jarrod submitted May’s report card to the board, showing that May was almost a straight A student. He also gave his copies of Meredith’s school records from Syracuse to the board which showed that Meredith was also a good student. Miss Peters was summarily dismissed as Stockton’s school teacher. She walked out of the school house and Adeline followed her, her eyes sparking with anger.

“I hope you will remember Miss Peters that children are a treasure. Your abuse of my daughter was inexcusable. And not that it is any of your business, but Meredith is not a bastard. She was born when I was married to my first husband.”

Miss Peters didn’t say a word, but turned around on her heel and stalked off. Jarrod came up behind Adeline and put his arm around her shoulders.

“I found this in her desk.”

Adeline smiled. It was Meredith’s sketch pad. “She’ll be so happy.”

“Let’s go home,” Jarrod said, leading his wife to the buggy. Both sighed with relief that this was finally over.

Meredith’s school experience improved dramatically. She looked forward to going to school each morning with her Aunt Audra who was filling in as Stockton’s school teacher. It was too late in the year to find a permanent replacement, and since Audra had prior experience it seemed the natural thing for her to substitute. All of the children were relieved to have Miss Peters gone. She wasted no time leaving on the train out of town. No one knew where she had gone or much cared. They just hoped she wouldn’t ever try to teach again.

Meredith had not forgotten about her plan to apologize to her mother for her hateful words, but had not had much of an opportunity to speak with her alone. One afternoon, Adeline had come to pick Meredith up from school. They would be meeting Jarrod at his office and then going out to an early dinner. Jarrod and Adeline knew it was time to tell the family about the baby, but wanted to tell Meredith first. Adeline hoped with all of her heart that her daughter wouldn’t resent the news of the baby, but would be excited.

As they drove the short distance to her father’s office, Meredith made herself turn toward her mother and speak.

“I don’t hate you for real. I’m sorry I said that to you.”

Adeline stopped the buggy and turned toward her daughter. She had tried to put out of her mind the hurtful words that Meredith had spoken to her and this was the balm she needed.

“I’m sorry you said that too,” she said softly.

“Is your heart still hurting?” Meredith asked. Her blue eyes were wide with concern and Adeline smiled slightly.

“I wish I could tell you it didn’t, but my heart still hurts a little.” Adeline believed in honesty and while she wanted to assure Meredith of her love, she also wanted to teach her a valuable lesson.

“I wish your heart would feel better right now,” Meredith said, her eyes still holding her mother’s.

“This is a big lesson for you to learn, Meredith. Once you say something, the words seem to have a power all on their own and even though you might want to take them back, you can’t. And even if you apologize, it might not always fix things as you’d like them to be fixed. Just as those words you spoke a few weeks back hurt, the words you just said to me will help to heal.”

Meredith listened intently to what her mother was saying. She remembered how horrible Miss Peters made her feel with her hurtful words. Meredith promised herself to try and never let what came from her mouth hurt anyone again. She listened as her mother began to speak.

“I once read a verse in the Bible that says, ‘Pleasant words are as an honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones’. I’ve not always succeeded at this, but I try to let the words that come from my mouth be sweet to whoever hears them. That’s not to say I won’t be firm in the words I speak, or that I won’t say something that will be hurtful. But I try to not purposefully hurt others. Do you understand?”

Meredith nodded. “I do.”

Adeline smiled and Meredith smiled back. Another miracle, Adeline thought. She started the buggy again and the two rode the rest of the way into town.

Jarrod noticed the new warmth between his wife and daughter as soon as they walked into his office. Adeline just smiled at him, a silent communication passing between them that they would talk later. Meredith sat on the sofa in her dad’s office with Adeline and Jarrod on either side of her.

“Meredith, your mother and I wanted to share something with you. We’re going to tell the rest of the family tonight, but we wanted you to know before them.”

Meredith’s eyes widened. Her parents looked excited about whatever it was they were going to say, and she couldn’t help but become excited as well.

“You, Meredith, are going to be a big sister this Fall. Your mother is going to have a baby.”

Meredith didn’t think her eyes could get any wider but they did. She looked from her father to her mother. A huge grin broke out onto her face. She had always wanted to have a brother or a sister.

Adeline watched her daughter’s face and was relieved when she saw the happiness there. One of the reasons they had waited as long as they had to tell her the news was because Adeline was afraid of how Meredith would react. She looked up at Jarrod, tears threatening to spill down her cheeks. He winked at her and reached behind Meredith to give her shoulder a squeeze.

“How about we go to dinner?” Jarrod suggested. The three made their way to the Cattleman’s Restaurant where they enjoyed a filling meal. The ride home was spent laughing and planning for the new baby. When Meredith asked if she wanted a baby brother or sister, she tilted her head to the side in thought. Then she straightened and grinned as she said, “Both!” Adeline groaned and Jarrod chuckled. For the first time, they all felt like a real family.

None of them saw the person watching them as they rode by. This person had been waiting to exact revenge for the hurt that had been inflicted. One of the three would have to die. The other two would watch. That would be revenge enough, to know that the other two would forever hold in their memories the death of their loved one. The watcher smiled. It had been difficult, trying to decide who would be the one to die. So, after much deliberation, it was decided that Jarrod Barkley himself would do the choosing.

Now, the person only had to wait for the right time. And unbeknownst to the three riding in the surrey, that time would be soon.

Chapter Twenty

School was finally out and in three weeks, Meredith would be celebrating her tenth birthday. Jarrod had sent Mabel Morrison money to make the trip out to Stockton for the very special event. Mabel had wired to let them know when she would be arriving. Meredith was excited and couldn’t wait to show her Granna where she lived. She would never believe how beautiful her room was. Victoria helped her in deciding what colors would be a good combination and Adeline helped in deciding what materials would be needed to compliment the chosen wallpaper. Meredith was thrilled with how her room looked. Her Aunt Audra had told her it was simple, yet very elegant. Meredith was still trying to figure out how it could be both, but she decided it must be a grown-up thing and left it at that.

Jarrod decided to go up to the lodge for a week with his family. They hadn’t been alone since traveling out from Syracuse, and he knew after Meredith’s birthday things would get busier. He had a trial in San Francisco that would take up much of his time and a few smaller cases in Stockton as well. Plus, Jarrod was hoping that if Adeline and Meredith spent more time together alone, they might finally heal the rift between them once and for all.

They left after an early breakfast and Meredith was so excited she talked non stop for the first hour and a half. Jarrod answered as many questions as he could, from how long he had been going to the lodge to how long they could stay. They traveled for several hours before taking a break. Silas and Victoria had packed them quite a bit of food and Adeline was sure they wouldn’t be able to finish it all. Much to her surprise, there wasn’t much left to pack when they were ready to go again. Meredith was soon asleep and slept the rest of the way.

The sun was moving toward the West when they reached the small house that had been built by the Barkley men several years ago. Adeline smiled when she saw it. She loved living in the big house, in fact, had lived in large houses all of her life. But she always felt something less grand was her style.

Jarrod noticed her smile and asked, “What are you smiling at, my sweet lady?”

“I like this place. It’s beautiful.”

Jarrod looked around. His eyes fairly twinkled as they landed on his wife’s face again.

“I guess it’s pretty. But beautiful...no, I reserve that word for you, my love.”

Adeline blushed and Jarrod leaned in to kiss her. Meredith chose that moment to waken and say, “Are we there yet?”

“Yes, my little lady. We are. What say you and I take some of these supplies in and then we can go down to the lake.”

“Yes sir!”

Adeline smiled and the three made their way into the cabin. It was dusty from not having been used and needed a good airing out, but Adeline thought it was perfect. Jarrod refused to allow Adeline to help with unloading the supplies from the wagon. He placed several boxes in the kitchen and then took their things to the small bedroom off of the main room. There was a loft and he thought perhaps Meredith would enjoy sleeping up there.

“Can we go to the lake now, Papa?”

“Yes, let’s go!” he said and Meredith ran out of the cabin. Jarrod turned back to Adeline.

“Coming?” he asked, drawing her close to himself.

“No, I’m going to unpack these supplies. I’ll join you a little later,” she said, putting her hands on his chest. She began to play with the smattering of hair that was peeking out from the top of his shirt. She looked up into his eyes which were dark with desire.

“Your daughter is waiting,” she said, smiling at him.

“Hmmm....” he said and leaned in for a kiss. He then whispered in her ear a promise and when he pulled back, Adeline’s smile had grown wider.

“I’ll hold you to that, Mr. Barkley,” she said.

“Papa! Are you coming?” Meredith called from outside.

“Just a minute!” Jarrod called back. He winked at his wife and then said, “Don’t overdo it. Meredith and I can help later.”

“I won’t, I promise.”

Jarrod walked out of the cabin and Adeline went to the open door to watch father and daughter walk hand in hand down toward the lake. They made such a beautiful picture. She sighed and turned around to begin unpacking their things.

Later that night, Jarrod climbed up to the loft to check on Meredith. She had fallen asleep almost as soon as her head had hit the pillow. He made sure she was covered then went back down to see his wife. Adeline had just gotten out of the small metal tub and was drying off when Jarrod walked into the bedroom. He took the towel from her and dried her hair, then dried her back, placing tiny kissed on her exposed flesh. Adeline’s eyes closed in pleasure. She wasn’t even aware of the soft groan that escaped her lips. Jarrod turned her around and began to dry the front off. He noticed her belly was getting larger with the new life that was their child. He bent down again to place kisses on his wife’s middle. He then scooped Adeline in his arms and lay her gently on the bed. He took his clothes off and covered her body with his own. Both had been tired, but felt exhilarated now.

They lay together in one another’s arms and Adeline turned to Jarrod, a smile tugging at her lips as she watched his relaxed features.

“Will we ever tire of making love to one another?” she asked, her finger tracing his jawline.

He caught the her hand in his and kissed it. “Never,” he promised. They fell asleep in each other’s arms only to be awakened a few hours later by a loud noise.

Jarrod jumped out of bed and grabbed his pants, not bothering with a shirt. Adeline was right behind him, putting on her robe as she ran out of the bedroom.

“Stay here!” Jarrod ordered. He had grabbed his gun and carefully opened the door before going outside. The full moon allowed him to see the outline of the small barn where the horses were kept. He crept slowly to the building, listening. He saw that the barn door was open. He entered quietly. He stood still for a moment, but didn’t hear anything. He reached over and lit the lantern. He cursed under his breath. He closed up the barn and walked back to the house. Adeline and Meredith were sitting on the sofa in the great room, waiting for him to come back. Both stood when he came in.

“The horses are gone,” he said grimly.

“How?” Adeline asked.

“Something must have spooked them and both bucked against their stalls. It doesn’t make sense for both of them to...”

He stopped when he remembered Meredith was there.

“What will we do?” Adeline asked, trying not to sound frightened.

“I’ll go look for them in the morning. It’s too dark now. I don’t think they’ll have gone too far. Come on,” she said to Meredith, putting her hand on her shoulder. “Let’s get you back to bed.”

Adeline went back to their room and put on her nightgown then climbed into bed. Jarrod came in a few minutes later and changed into his pajama pants. He climbed in next to his wife and drew her close.

“What will you do if you can’t find the horses?” she asked.

“Lodi isn’t too far away. I could probably make it in a few hours and get some horses there. Don’t worry. Everything will be fine.”

Adeline sighed, trying to relax so that she could fall asleep. Jarrod waited for her breathing to even out. Once he knew she was asleep, he carefully got out of bed. He walked around the small house, looking out each of the windows. He didn’t see anything, but something was making him uneasy. He checked on Meredith one more time, then checked the door. Satisfied that things were secure he went to bed.

The next afternoon, Meredith sat out on the porch with her sketch pad. She was almost finished with her father’s gift. She couldn’t wait for him to see it and hoped that he would be pleased. She also decided to work on something for her mother. She had been thinking about different ideas for a while and thought maybe she would enjoy a picture of the surrounding area.

Jarrod had been gone for a few hours. He had told them that if he wasn’t back by lunch, then he probably hadn’t been able to find the horses and would just go on into Lodi.

Adeline came out onto the porch and sat down next to Meredith.

“It looks like your father couldn’t find the horses,” she said.

“I guess not,” Meredith said.

Adeline looked around at the beautiful landscape and decided she was going to go for a walk. She looked over at Meredith and smiled.

“Yesterday when we went on that walk, I spotted some berries. What say you and I go and pick some and have a pie ready for him when he gets back?”

Meredith’s eyes brightened. That sounded like fun. She loved berries.

“I’ll put my sketch pad away,” she said running up to the loft.

Two hours later, the ladies were on their way back with a bucketful of blueberries. Meredith’s mouth bore the distinct stains of having tasted a few. Adeline smiled at her, loving the tell tale signs. Meredith thought back on her time with her mother, wishing she could just say the word out loud she had been practicing for weeks now. It had seemed such a natural thing to call her father “Papa”. She remembered saying it in her mind and then it just came out one day. But something was holding her back from calling her mother anything but “Ma’am”. She knew if she called her “Mama”, that things would be different forever. And it would be good. But she still couldn’t bring herself to do it.

As they approached the cabin, Meredith was the first to spot a horse tied to the hitching post in front. She recognized it as one of the horses they had brought up with them.

“Papa’s home!” She yelled and ran to the cabin. Adeline smiled and quickened her pace. Meredith went in first and ran to put the bucket in the kitchen and to wash her sticky face and hands. Adeline was soon coming through the cabin door. Jarrod was sitting in the chair by the fireplace, his back to them.

“Where did you find the horse?” she asked as she walked up to him and put her hands on his shoulders. It was then she realized something was wrong. This man wasn’t Jarrod. He had Jarrod’s dark hair, but he was no where built as well as her husband. The man slowly stood and turned around. Meredith had just come from the kitchen and watched her mother as all color drained from her face.

“This is impossible,” she whispered. She shook her head then said louder, “You’re...you’re supposed to be.....dead.”

Chapter Twenty-One

Cedric’s evil smile sent shivers up Adeline’s spine. She stepped back and Meredith moved to her side. Adeline put her arms protectively around her daughter, wishing that they knew this area better. If she did, she would have pushed Meredith out the door and told her to run until she could find help. But there was no way Addy could send her nine year old daughter out into the woods alone.

“Where’s Jarrod?” Adeline asked, realizing that if Cedric had one of their horses, he might have hurt him.

“Oh, I imagine he’s all the way to Lodi by now. Probably has fresh horses.”

“You let our horses go,” she said in realization. “ Why? And why would you pretend to die?”

Again Cedric smiled. “Well, my dear, it was simple really. I faked my death because I knew you would run back to him. I also knew you’d try and find your daughter,” his eyes landed on Meredith. She shrunk back against her mother. “I needed to get all three of you together. It was the only way to get my revenge.”

“Cedric, please. Let Meredith go. I’ll go with you and I won’t try to escape. We can leave Meredith here. Jarrod will be back soon. I’ll go back with you-“

“Shut up! I don’t want you. At least, not just you,” Cedric said as he began to walk around the great room. Adeline noticed the gun he wore. It didn’t look right on him, not like it did on Jarrod or his brothers. But still, it was a gun and she was sure it was loaded. Adeline looked toward their bedroom. Jarrod had left a gun in their room. He had told her it was just in case she needed it. If she could just get to it...

“Thinking about this?” Cedric asked, holding up the gun. She balled her fist up in frustration.

“I did a thorough search of the cabin my dear. Now, you two have a seat. We’ll just wait for your ‘husband’ to arrive and then we’ll get down to business.”

Adeline took Meredith’s hand and the two sat on the sofa. Meredith didn’t understand what was going on, but she hoped her father would come back soon. Adeline was having the same thoughts. She watched Cedric, noting the look in his eyes. It was almost as if he was insane. She swallowed, the thought scaring her. She had noticed the last year of living with him that whenever she saw him, he looked less stable. She had thought she was imagining it. If he had indeed lost his mind, then they were in trouble. There would be no reasoning with him.

Hours passed. Adeline had to use the privy and she was starting to feel lightheaded from not having eaten. She heard Meredith’s stomach growl.

“Cedric, would you allow us to fix something to eat. We’ve not eaten since lunch.”

Cedric looked at her from where he had been watching out the window.

“Fine. But I think you know better than to try anything.”

Adeline nodded. In truth, she was thinking of grabbing the large knife she knew was in one of the drawers.

She stood as did Meredith, but Cedric waved her back. “She stays.”

“But Cedric, she-“

“She.....stays.”

Adeline looked at Meredith who nodded to her. Addy smiled at her daughter, thankful she was trying to be brave. “I’ll be right back.”

Adeline buttered some bread and placed some of the berries on their plates. She abandoned her plan about the knife, knowing it was too risky. She walked back out to the great room and gave a plate to Meredith. They ate in silence, each wondering when the nightmare would end.

With her hunger satisfied, Meredith grew drowsy. She leaned against her mother and fell into a fitful sleep. Adeline was glad she could at least sleep. Cedric continued to pace around the great room, his eyes scanning everything.

The sound of horses alerted them all to Jarrod’s arrival home. Meredith sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She was relieved. She knew her father would be able to help them. Adeline tensed, knowing that things were about to come to a head. She had the utmost confidence in Jarrod, but she was afraid of Cedric. It was clear that he had lost his mind.

Cedric looked over at Adeline and Meredith. He pointed to the young girl and said, “Come here.”

Meredith didn’t move and Adeline tightened her hold on her daughter.

“I ....said....come...here,” his voice firm, holding no room for argument.

“Go on, Meredith. It’ll be okay.”

Meredith stood and walked over to the bad man and he grabbed a hold of her arm. She cried out and he told her to be quiet. They stepped back so that they would be behind the door when Jarrod entered.

“You stay there and don’t move,” Cedric ordered.

They heard Jarrod as he led the horse that had been tied out front to the barn. Several minutes later, Jarrod’s footsteps could be heard on the porch. The door knob turned. For one brief moment Adeline considered screaming out his name to warn him, but Cedric cocked his gun and shook his head no.

Jarrod was tired from his long day. He hadn’t been able to find any of the horses and walked all the way to Lodi. When he returned to the cabin, he saw the horse tied out front. He must have wandered back. Jarrod took the horse into the barn and stabled him for the night with the others. He then walked back to the cabin, hoping Addy had something prepared to eat. He was starving. He hadn’t eaten anything but some jerky he had packed in his saddlebags since he was wanting to get back to his wife and daughter as soon as possible. He had an uneasy feeling since last night and needed to see them.

Jarrod opened the door and saw Adeline sitting on the sofa. She looked pale, frightened almost. Jarrod went to her immediately.

“Addy, what’s wrong. Where’s Meredith.”

“Here, Papa.”

Jarrod turned around. The sight that greeted him turned his stomach. A man that he had never seen before was holding a gun to his daughter’s head.

“Who are you?” Jarrod asked, his voice calm, but cold.

“At last we meet, Jarrod Barkley.”

The man had an English accent. Jarrod looked to Adeline and she nodded, confirming his unspoken thoughts.

“Cedric,” Jarrod said, turning back to him. “Aren’t you supposed to be dead?”

Cedric laughed. “Yes, well, its amazing what people will do for money. It was quite easy to fake my death. As far as anyone who knew me before knows, yes, I’m dead.”

“What is it you want?” Jarrod asked.

“Well, you see, that’s changed quite a bit over the years. For a long time, I wanted you dead. Fantasized about it quite a bit. And almost succeeded if that imbecile Cass Hyatt hadn’t fouled things up. Oh, I must thank you for tying up that loose end for me. Now that Hyatt is out of the picture, I don’t need to worry about taking care of him too.”

“What do you mean?”

“You haven’t heard? Hyatt was killed last week in prison. Seems one of his cell mates didn’t like that fact that Cass had lived such a pleasant life while serving time. Gutted him like fish if the report I received was correct.”

“I’ll ask you again: What do you want?” Jarrod realized he was still wearing his gun. He made no move for it now though. It was too dangerous as long as Cedric pointed his gun to Meredith’s head. He would wait, somehow get her away from this man who had so clearly lost his mind.

“Hmm...you are an impatient man aren’t you? What I want, is for you to choose who will die.”

“Then I choose you.”

“Oh no, no, no. That’s against the rules of the game. You may not choose me or yourself. You must choose either your wife or daughter. So, who will it be? Whom do you love more, Jarrod Barkley? Or is the question: Whom do you love less? I’ll leave the decision up to you.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

Cedric shoved Meredith toward Jarrod, ordering Adeline to stand with them. He then told Jarrod to move away.

"I’m waiting, Barkley. Who will die? You have....one minute to decide."

Jarrod looked at his daughter whose eyes were wide with fright. Then to his wife, who subtly pointed to herself. It was clear she was asking him to choose her to die. He couldn’t comprehend living his life without either of them. Jarrod’s mind raced for a plan, begging with God to show him what to do. There had to be a way to get them all out of this.

"Twenty seconds, Barkley."

Cedric’s voice irritated Jarrod. He was about to pull his gun when Adeline pushed Meredith out of the way and ran toward Cedric. Cedric had been staring at his watch, counting down the seconds and was caught off guard. He couldn’t get his gun up in time to fire, but he struck Adeline with it and she fell to the floor. It was all the distraction Jarrod needed. He stepped in front of Meredith, pulled his gun and fired. Cedric stared at him in shock and fell dead to the floor, a bullet between his eyes.

Meredith grabbed a hold of Jarrod’s waist and began crying. Jarrod and Meredith then went to Adeline who had not moved since she had fallen. Blood was coming from the large gash on the side of her head. Jarrod put his hand on her chest, trying to feel for a heartbeat. He sighed with relief when he felt it.

"Meredith," he said to his daughter, who was still crying. "Meredith, you need to listen to me. I need to you to grab as many blankets and pillows as you can. We need to get your mother to a doctor. I’m going to go get the wagon ready. When you get all the blankets, come and sit next to your mother and wait for me."

Meredith nodded and pulled away from her father. She went up to the loft and got the blankets and pillows from her bed and went to her parent’s room to get the blankets from there as well. She then went and sat next to her mother and waited for her father to return.

Jarrod dragged Cedric’s body into the kitchen and shoved it out of the way. He didn’t want Meredith to have to sit next to it while she waited for him. Thankfully, they would have at least another hour of light for traveling. He hoped that moonlight would guide them the rest of the way. They would have to travel slower because of the darkness, but he knew he had to get Adeline to a doctor.

He got the wagon and pulled it around to the front of the house. He had put hay in the back and then got the blankets that Meredith had gathered and spread them over the hay. He came back in and gently lifted his wife.

"Has she awakened any?" Jarrod asked.

"No sir," Meredith said, and Jarrod could hear the fear in her voice. He placed Adeline in the wagon and covered her. He then picked up his daughter. He held her close to himself for just a moment and Meredith wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.

"Let’s get going," he said. He sat her next to her mother and told her to lie down and try to sleep. They had several hours of traveling to do. He didn’t even want to face the possibility that she could die. That was inconceivable to him.

Hours later they made it into town. Jarrod saw a sign in front of a house for the town’s doctor. He jumped down and ran up to the front door to knock. It was after midnight, but the doctor didn’t take long in opening the door.

"Yes?" an older man asked.

"My name is Jarrod Barkley and my wife needs a doctor."

The doctor followed Jarrod to the wagon and the two men got Adeline inside. Meredith followed behind them and watched as the doctor began examining her mother. He asked questions which Jarrod answered. A woman walked in the room, and Jarrod stepped back to allow her to help the doctor. The doctor looked up and then spoke.

"Mr. Barkley, why don’t you and your daughter step out and allow us to finish examining your wife. I’ll come to you as soon as I can."

Jarrod hated leaving Adeline’s side and nothing would have kept him from her had he not looked at his daughter. She was taking everything in and looked as though she were about to fall apart. He took her hand and they went out to sit in the area designated for those waiting.

They sat down and Meredith climbed into her father’s lap. He held her close.

"Papa?" Meredith asked.

"Yes, sweetie."

"Who was that man? Why did he want to hurt us?"

Jarrod sighed and explained to Meredith who Cedric was. She listened intently, taking in everything he was saying. She understood now that her anger toward her mother had been wrong. Her mother had really wanted her. She had been told that over and over, but didn’t believe it until now. She snuggled up next to her father, loving the feel of his protective arms around her.

Over an hour later, the doctor came out to find Meredith asleep in Jarrod’s lap. Jarrod himself sat with his eyes closed, but he was far from being able to go to sleep. At the doctor’s arrival, Jarrod gently lay his daughter on the sofa. The two men walked back to Adeline’s room. She still had not stirred.

"Your wife has a severe concussion, Mr. Barkley. I’ll admit I don’t like it that she’s not regained consciousness. How far along is she in her pregnancy?"

"Five months."

The doctor nodded. "I’ve done a thorough examination and other than the head wound, she’s fine. The baby was moving quite a bit and I could hear a strong heartbeat."

"But Adeline?"

"When a woman is expecting, all of her energy goes to taking care of that child. Your wife’s body needs to heal, but it is putting the baby first. Basically, this is just going to be a waiting game, Mr. Barkley. I wish I had better news for you."

Jarrod nodded and thanked the doctor. "I’d like to sit with her for a while, but my daughter..."

"Why don’t you allow me to take her up to one of our spare rooms, Mr. Barkley," the doctor’s wife asked. "I’ll sit with her and if she awakens I’ll let you know."

"Thank you," he said and then turned to the doctor. "I need to send a telegram to my family in Stockton."

The doctor walked over to his desk and pulled out a piece of paper. "Write down the message you wish to send and I’ll see to it."

Jarrod paused, trying to think of the words to say. He finally settled on something concise.

Adeline injured. STOP Please come to Lodi STOP Hurry STOP

He handed the note to the doctor and then went to sit with his wife. He took Adeline’s hand in his own and kissed it gently.

"Please Addy, don’t leave me. Please...." he whispered. "Remember, ‘There can be miracles, when you believe.’ We’ve had so many miracles, Addy. We need another one." He lay his head down and fell into a restless sleep.

The afternoon of the next day there was still no change in Adeline’s condition. They had managed to get some broth and water down her throat, but she showed no signs of waking. Jarrod had not moved from her bedside except to check on Meredith. She had awakened and eaten some breakfast, but was now sleeping again. The doctor had checked her over but other than being exhausted from the ordeal, Meredith was unharmed.

The Barkley’s arrived by stagecoach and went directly to the doctor’s office after receiving directions. The doctor explained Adeline’s condition and the family went to where Jarrod was keeping a silent vigil next to her.

"Jarrod?" At his mother’s voice, Jarrod looked up. Victoria noticed immediately the look in his eyes, the same look he had when Beth had been murdered. She hated seeing the sadness, the utter hopelessness there. He stood and walked over to her and allowed her to hold him.

"The doctor explained about Adeline’s condition," Victoria said. At the same time Nick asked, "What happened?"

Jarrod told them about Cedric and how he had faked his death. He wanted to get all three of them together so that he could make Jarrod choose who he would kill. It was his ultimate revenge. Jarrod told how Adeline had pushed Meredith out of the way and it was enough of a distraction for Jarrod to kill him. Audra and Victoria both paled as he told them what had happened. Nick and Heath stared at Jarrod in unbelief.

"Where’s Meredith now?" Victoria asked, her eyes filled with unshed tears.

"Upstairs. Mrs. Patterson is watching over her. Could you check on her mother? I haven’t been up in a while, but I don’t want to leave Adeline right now."

"Of course."

Victoria and Audra exited from the room, leaving the brothers. Jarrod ran a hand over his face, feeling the stubble that had grown from not having shaved. Nick didn’t know what to say, but put his hand on Jarrod’s shoulder and squeezed it. Heath stood on the other side of his oldest brother and watched his sister-in-law. They stood side by side in silence until Jarrod spoke.

"I can’t lose her. It would be too much."

"You won’t lose her, Jarrod," Nick said, his voice sounding more confident than he felt.

"She won’t wake up. I’ve tried everything. She won’t respond. What will I do if she dies? She’s my completer. She’s the one who’s filled that void in my life. I’ve never loved anyone as much as I’ve loved her," Jarrod began to weep and Nick brought his arms around him. Nick knew that the words Jarrod spoke were true. He had never seen his brother so happy as when he was with Adeline.

Heath hated seeing his brother in so much pain. He looked to Adeline and in his heart whispered, "Fight Addy. Fight to come back to my brother. He needs you."

Victoria and Audra were shown to the room where Meredith was sleeping. Doc Patterson introduced them to his wife and the couple left the ladies alone with Meredith. The young girl woke not long after Victoria and Audra had been sitting with her. Immediately upon seeing her grandmother, Meredith began to weep. Victoria held her, wishing she could give her the good news that her mother would be fine. But they just didn’t know.

"Grandmother, I have to see my mother. I have to tell her something," Meredith cried. She was quite adamant about it and Victoria agreed, but only after Meredith promised to eat some lunch once she saw her mother. Victoria brushed Meredith’s hair and braided it in one long braid down her back. They then made their way down the stairs.

Nick and Jarrod sat side by side next to Adeline. Heath had gone to wire Duke McCall to ask him to send some hands to the lodge to clean up and gather the things left behind. Both men looked up when they saw the ladies enter. Jarrod walked over to his daughter and knelt down before her.

"Papa, I have to tell her something," Meredith whispered to him. He nodded and Nick moved to stand between his mother and sister, putting an arm around them both.

Jarrod sat down and pulled his daughter into his lap. Meredith took her mother’s hand in her own and began to speak softly. Heath came in just as she began to speak.

"I know I’ve not been very nice to you. I’ve been so mad at you for giving me away. Papa explained that the bad man at the cabin was the one who made you give me up. I just wanted you to know that I love you. And I’m sorry for causing you so much pain. I love you Mama." There. She’d finally said it out loud, but what if her mother never heard her? That possibility was almost too much for her. Jarrod held onto her tightly. Meredith turned to him and wrapped her arms around his neck and cried.

Chapter Twenty-Three

For several minutes, no one spoke. All were overcome with the thought that Adeline might not ever come back to them. That she might never hear the words from her daughter that she had so longed to hear. Jarrod and Meredith held one another and cried.

It was Nick that heard Adeline’s soft groan. Before he could say anything, she groaned again, this time getting Jarrod’s and Meredith’s attention. Victoria’s eyes widened and she immediately went for the doctor.

Dr. Patterson came into the room and did another examination. He looked up at Jarrod and smiled.

“I dare say she’s coming out of it. She isn’t out of the woods yet, but the fact that she’s waking up is a good sign, Mr. Barkley.”

Jarrod sighed with relief, tears filling his eyes and falling down his cheeks. Meredith continued to hold on tightly to his neck.

Adeline did not fully regain consciousness until the next morning. Jarrod refused to leave her side, instead staying close to her, holding her hand and speaking to her in soft tones.

He was drifting off to sleep, his head resting on his arm on the bed when he felt someone touch his hand. He looked up into his wife’s blue eyes.

“Addy,” he whispered. She smiled tiredly at him. He got her some water and she drank most of it before falling back on her pillow, exhausted by the effort.

“Meredith is eager to see you,” Jarrod said.

Adeline shook her head. “To tired to stay awake. Tell her I love her.”

“I will,” Jarrod promised.

Before she drifted off she asked, “Did I really hear her call me ‘Mama’?”

Jarrod nodded, a smile on his face.

Adeline fell back asleep with a contented sigh and Jarrod went to find the doctor. Doc Patterson checked her over again and patted Jarrod on the shoulder.

Heath and Nick headed back to the ranch, leaving Audra and Victoria. Victoria insisted Jarrod lie down for a while. She promised she would sit with Adeline and if she woke at all, would come and get him. He reluctantly left, and Mrs. Patterson showed him to a room with a comfortable bed.

Audra and Meredith had done some shopping since all three had left their belongings behind at the lodge. Meredith loved her Aunt’s taste of style and the dresses she picked out for her were beautiful. Meredith was waiting for her Aunt to pay for their purchases when she spotted what would be the perfect frame for the picture she had drawn for her father. It was brown and had a tan inlay. Meredith went to her Aunt and explained about the picture she had drawn. Audra looked at the frame and added it to their purchases. She promised to hide it away with her things and then would keep it in her room until Meredith was ready to use it.

Adeline was finally able to stay awake for longer periods of time. The doctor felt she would make a full recovery, but she needed complete rest for a while. Meredith came in to spend some time with her mother. Adeline couldn’t keep the smile from her face whenever she heard her daughter call her “Mama”. It had been her dream.

Jarrod had them all moved to the hotel across the way. Victoria, Audra and Meredith would be going back to Stockton and then Jarrod and Adeline would follow the next week. Mabel was due to arrive in five days and both Jarrod and Adeline thought it was important that Meredith meet her at the train.

The few days alone allowed the couple to talk. Adeline needed reassurance from Jarrod that Cedric was truly dead this time. He gave her every detail, assuring her that Cedric was no longer alive. Duke McCall had found the body where Jarrod had left it and taken it back to Stockton where it was buried in a potter’s field. It occurred to Jarrod that since Cedric was not really dead when he and Adeline wed eight months before, their marriage was not legal. In trying to decide what to do about that fact, Jarrod remembered the conversation he’d had with Nick and Heath after he and Adeline had arrived home. It seemed Nick would get his wish to attend his brother’s wedding after all. They decided they would marry quietly when they returned to Stockton and not make a big deal about it. They had been through so much the last few months, neither wanted to do anything but lead a normal and uneventful life for a while.

After a very tiring trip, Jarrod and Adeline arrived home and were greeting by family. Mabel had arrived the week before and was enjoying her time with Meredith, so thankful to see the bond that had developed between father, mother and daughter. Victoria had told her all that had happened and Mabel was so thankful Adeline was going to fully recover.

They celebrated Meredith’s birthday with style. Adeline, still too weak to do much, watched with pleasure as her daughter opened gifts from the family. She thanked each one for their gift and excitedly proclaimed that each one was her favorite. She then surprised everyone by presenting Jarrod with a drawing she had been working on. He tore the wrapping paper and smiled with delight. She had perfectly drawn a picture of himself with Jingo. Jarrod would forever cherish this gift from his daughter. Adeline looked at it and gave her daughter a huge smile. Meredith hugged her and said,

“I’m working on one for you too, Mama. I hope to have it finished soon.”

Adeline smiled. “Thank you, Meredith. I look forward to seeing it.”

Meredith returned her mother’s smile and said, “I love you, Mama.”

Tears filled Adeline’s eyes as she whispered, “I love you too.”

Adeline then looked up and saw her husband watching them. She smiled and said softly, “Miracle.” He nodded, agreeing with her.

Chapter Twenty-Four

After Meredith’s birthday, things returned to normal around the Barkley Ranch. Mabel stayed for a month, enjoying the time with Meredith and her family. Jarrod talked to her about moving out to Stockton, and though she didn’t give him an answer, he could tell she was considering it. She had nothing left for her in New York now.

Adeline’s pregnancy progressed well. There didn’t seem to be any adverse effects because of what happened at the lodge. She would occasionally awaken with a nightmare, but Jarrod would always be there to hold her and reassure her of his love.

After months of searching, a school teacher was found that would be acceptable to the board members. Miss Joyce Farrell was hired and the board, Victoria included, felt that she would be perfect for the job. Meredith showed much trepidation when it came time to start school again. She promised her parents that if anyone ever treated her the way Miss Peters had, that she would tell them. Meredith reluctantly went to her first day of school, but came home with nothing but good things to say about Miss Farrell. She was strict, but fair and also a lot of fun. Meredith was pleased when her Uncle Nick began taking her to school each morning and picking her up every afternoon. It was soon clear to all that Nick was quite taken with the pretty blond school teacher and it was equally clear she felt the same way.

Adeline was due any time and it was late one morning when she felt the first contraction. She stayed up and about until Jarrod, who had come home for lunch, finally convinced her to lie down. The doctor was sent for and at ten o’clock that evening, the newest Barkley was born. Adeline Grace looked just like her big sister had on the day of her birth. Meredith adored her baby sister and Jarrod and Adeline were careful to watch for any signs of jealousy. But there were none and Grace settle in to her family with no problems.

Ten Years Later.....

The cry of a newborn awakened the couple, but neither seemed to mind. Jarrod padded over in bare feet to where his daughter, Sarah Rose lay in her bassinet, crying for her meal. He picked her up, and spoke softly to her. Adeline sat up in bed and opened her nightgown to allow her newest daughter to eat.

Jarrod was always fascinated as he watched his wife feed their children. She had missed being able to nurse Meredith and determined to feed their other children for as long as she could.

As the sun began to peak its head above the horizon, both Jarrod’s and Adeline’s thoughts were on their girls. Meredith was now twenty and today was her wedding day. It was just too hard to believe. She would be marrying the son of the town’s new doctor, Dr. Merar having retired five years before. She and Mark had met in school and there was in instant connection between them. When Mark asked for permission at Christmas to marry Meredith, Jarrod had no reservations in saying yes.

Grace was now ten and was very excited about her sister’s wedding. She would be allowed to wear a pretty dress as would her younger sister, Clair. Clair was five and quite the little fireball. She knew what she wanted and how to go about getting it. Her antics often got her into trouble.

Sarah finished her meal and rewarded her parents with a loud burp. She then snuggled into her father’s arms for more sleep.

“Are you sad that she wasn’t a boy?” Adeline asked.

“Not at all. I love all my girls. Seems to me that Nick and Heath are doing well at keeping the family name going with their broods,” Jarrod said, chuckling.

Heath had married Sharon a year after Nick and Joyce married. Heath and Sharon had three boys and Nick and Joyce had three boys and one girl. Nick and Joyce still lived in the big house, while Heath and Sharon, Jarrod and Adeline all had their own houses spread out over the Barkley lands.

A small house had been built on Barkley land for Mabel when she moved out to Stockton. She insisted it wasn’t necessary, but Jarrod and Adeline both wanted her to be well taken care of for all she had done in raising Meredith. It was their way of saying thank you.

Adeline knew she should take the opportunity to get some more sleep herself since the day would be so busy, but she couldn’t resist watching her husband and daughter. She wished he had that chance with Meredith, but they were all so very close now even though they had missed the first ten years of Meredith’s life. Adeline watched as Jarrod drifted off to sleep. She silently got up and placed Sarah in her bassinet, then sat beside the window. She pulled out a piece of paper that was yellowed with age. It had been read many times over the years, and Adeline couldn’t help but look at it again.

It read:

There can be miracles

When you believe.

Though hope is frail

Its hard to kill.

Who knows what miracles

You can achieve?

When you believe,

Somehow you will.

You will when you believe.

THE END

Note: “When You Believe” is from the Motion Picture “The Prince of Egypt”.