I got home after two in the morning and I stumbled to my bed with Bitsy, beyond tired, but feeling wonderful. I knew right before darkness descended that I would feel differently in the morning, that I was like my mother but right now, I cherished what Reed had given me.
"Jaycee, we're moving today. Get up." Bitsy's voice interrupted the most wonderful dream.
Oh hell.
Light was streaming in the windows, and I could tell it was still early by the chill in the air. I twisted in the covers and grumbled.
"Reed is coming, and Jon told me to wake you up."
Reed was supposed to be here at seven, so it must be fairly close. I hoped he was as tired as I was. It served him right.
"I'll be up in a minute, Bits. Go see if the coffee's ready."
As soon as I heard the slide of the accordion door, I
