"He's so much more than I thought," she admitted. "He's a terrific man, which wouldn't have been my first guess."

"You're responsible for any changes."

Lori shook her head. "That sounds nice, but he did what he did himself. I…" She swallowed, then confessed. "I'm in love with him."

"Have you told him?"

"No. I'm afraid he'll laugh and point."

"What are the odds of that actually happening?"

"At this moment any odds are too great. I don't need the pain in my life."

Madeline squeezed her hand. "The man is crazy about you."

"Maybe." But was it enough?

"He is," her sister insisted. "Look at it this way- he's been with enough women to be able to know what he wants. He wants you. I can see it in his eyes."

Lori wanted to believe her so much, it hurt. "Change of subject," she said. "I can't deal with Reid right now."

"Then let's deal with Mom," Madeline said. "You're going to have to help her through this."

"I know." Lori didn't want to think about that, either.

"She's not the devil."

"I never said she was."

"You have to forgive her for what happened before," Madeline insisted. "She wasn't herself."

Lori wasn't convinced being drunk excused anything, but she nodded because it was what her sister wanted.

"In case something happens," her sister continued, "I've listed all my bank account numbers and other financial information in a folder. It's in the top dresser drawer. There's also a life insurance policy. I got it when I got married, but now you and Mom are the beneficiaries. Help her invest the money, okay? She won't know what to do."

Once again Lori fought tears. She gently punched her sister in the arm. "Stop talking like you're doing to die."

"I need to say this," Madeline told her softly. "Help Mom. She'll have enough to buy a condo or something. It will give her security."

"She'll want to buy a trailer. I just know it."

"Then help her do that. She's getting older, Lori. She's not in great health. All those years of drinking aged her. I want her to be safe and happy."

Lori wiped her eyes. "Fine. I'll help her get settled somewhere. Either a condo or a trailer. If there's any left over, I'll help her invest the money in something safe. I don't want to talk about this."

"I know, but I need you to promise."

"I promise."

"You're sure?"

Lori sniffed. "Why not? We both know nothing's going to happen to you. So I can promise anything."

"I like how you think."

"How much money are we talking about with that life insurance policy?" Lori asked, deciding she would tease them both into a happier state of mind. "Should I get excited?"

Madeline grinned. "You're going to have to wait and see."

"I'm happy to wait forever."


* * *

DANI FILED the menus, then turned to face her sister-in-law. Penny had already spent a couple of hours in the kitchen, overseeing the prep work for that night's dinner.

"I love a good reduction," Penny murmured to herself. "If we add a little more Pinot to the sauce, it should broaden the fruit elements. What do you think?"

Dani pushed the file drawer closed and dropped into the chair on the other side of Penny's overflowing desk.

"I miss working with you."

Penny looked up and grimaced. "I hate that you're gone. I know I shouldn't say that. I know you have to go prove yourself out in the world. But I don't have to like it. By the way, you're only proving yourself to yourself. The rest of us are already convinced. Okay?"

"I don't like it, either," Dani admitted. "I mean I'm really excited, but I've loved working with you."

"I am the best chef you'll ever know," Penny said, then grinned. "And the most modest."

"Absolutely."

"You'll love working with Bernie. He's a sweetie. And kind of cute." Penny raised and lowered her eyebrows. "He's a little old for you, but if you like that sort of thing…"

Dani raised her hands and crossed her index fingers. "No way. He seems like a perfectly nice man, but, no. I'm totally and completely finished with romantic relationships. I've heard from the big guy in the sky and the message couldn't have been more clear."

"Just because Gary was an ex-priest does not mean God was telling you to avoid men."

"Okay- so what was the message?"

"Avoid that one. Or not. Maybe God was trying to tell you that Gary was a sweetie and you should be gentle with him."

Dani cringed and shook her head. "I don't think so. I feel bad about walking out on Gary, but trust me, I'm the wrong woman to deal with the issues a relationship with him would bring to the table. I don't have the patience."

"I don't know. There's a romantic element to the whole thing. What if you're his first time?"

Dani didn't want to go there. As soon as Gary had confessed his past, the knot in her gut had told her to start running and she'd listened. It wasn't her proudest moment, but she didn't have any regrets.

"It's over," she said. "My budding relationship with Gary and any relationship with any man, ever. I have lived through a series of disasters. It's time to let the romance thing go."

"If you say so. Or you could get into women."

Dani wrinkled her nose. "No thanks."

"Just checking. You don't have to do that," Penny added, pointing at the filing.

"I want to finish what I started."

"You don't work here anymore. You have to let it go."

Dani shrugged. "I have. But I still miss this place, even though I'm totally jazzed about the job."

"If you're giving up on guys, you'll have time to devote yourself to your work. Lord knows I did that plenty," Penny said.

Dani nodded, then reached for a pen sticking out from under a stack of paperwork. "I've been thinking about getting in touch with my dad."

Penny leaned back in her chair. "That's a big step. Did you find out more about him?"

Dani shook her head. "I don't even know his name. I talked to a private investigator, but she told me what I've already guessed. Without more information, I'm screwed. I need something to go on. I asked my brothers, but they don't know anything, either."

"You know what the next step has to be," Penny said gently.

Dani's stomach tightened. "I'm not giving Gloria another chance to screw with my life. Once was enough."

"She's the only one who knows anything. Just think about it," Penny said. "She's changed. I don't know why or how. Maybe she hit her head when she fell or maybe the day nurse really did work a miracle. I just know she's not the same awful woman you know."

"I don't want to give her the satisfaction of begging. It means she wins."

"Doesn't she also win if you spend your whole life wondering?"

Dani didn't answer- they both already knew Penny was right. But ask Gloria for help?

"I'll think about it," she said slowly. "I hate that she still has control over me."

"She doesn't. Not if you don't let her."


* * *

LORI STOOD at the end of the hospital corridor and watched the swinging doors close behind her sister. She sent up a quick prayer that everything would be all right, then walked back to the waiting room where she would spend the day anxious for news.

But as she stepped into the open space, she saw it wasn't the same airy, empty room it had been an hour before. Now the three sofas and dozen or so chairs were overflowing with people and supplies.

Penny looked up and saw her first. She smiled kindly. "We invaded," she announced. "I brought plenty to eat because it's going to be a long day and, hello, hospital food? I don't think so." She motioned to several coolers stacked along the wall. "Drinks, salads, entrees, desserts. Sugar seems mandatory at times like these. How are you holding up?"

Lori felt overwhelmed, but managed to nod. "I'm good."

Reid walked up and hugged her. "Did you tell dirty jokes?" he asked.

"I tried."

It had been his bizarre and yet oddly charming suggestion to fill the few minutes before Madeline was taken to surgery.

"Tried?" he repeated. "I gave you great material."

"I know, but she was already pretty out of it. She laughed, though."

That was the image Lori would hold in her mind. Madeline laughing at the lesbian frog joke.

"So my family is here," he said unnecessarily.

Lori glanced around. Cal held baby Allison in his arms. Walker and Elissa unpacked bags filled with paper plates and glasses. Zoe, Elissa's daughter, lined up several stuffed animals as if she was going to hold class.

"You didn't have to ask them to come," she said, surprised by their willingness to be a part of a very long day.

"I didn't ask them. I told them I was going to be here with you and they came on their own."

Her throat tightened. "You're really good to me," she whispered, staring into his dark eyes. "I want you to know that I'm incredibly grateful. You went on television and let those reporters torture you, all so my sister could have a chance. Now she's getting a new liver and it's all because of you."

He stroked her cheek. "Don't give me too much credit. A donor might have been found regardless."

"I don't think so. You're the best man I know."

He gazed into her eyes. "Lori, I- "

"Hi, everyone."

Lori turned and saw a pretty, petite woman walk into the waiting room. She was in her late twenties, with big eyes and a familiar smile.

"My sister, Dani," Reid told Lori. "Come say hi."

Dani had already greeted her brothers, Elissa and Penny. She turned to Lori.

"Hi. It's great to finally meet you," Dani said. "I'm sorry it has to be like this, with your sister in surgery."

"Thanks for coming."

"Not a problem. We Buchanans hang together." Dani grinned. "Besides, how could I not want to meet the woman who trapped the infamous Reid Buchanan?"

Lori felt herself blush. "I didn't exactly trap him."

"I'm not trapped," Reid grumbled. "I'm here willingly."

"Uh-huh." Dani's expression was knowing. "Call it what you want. You're off the market and hearts are breaking across this great nation."

Lori didn't know what to say to that. Dani excused herself and went to take her niece from Cal. Reid wrapped his arms around Lori.

She let herself relax into his embrace and felt her tension ease away. Funny how being close to him made her feel so safe.

"They don't have to stay," she said quietly. "The operation is going to take all day and maybe into the night. No one has to stay."

"They know," he whispered in her ear. "I told them they're free to leave, but I'm guessing they'll be here for the duration. So you're stuck with us."

If this was stuck, she was all for it, she thought. Love welled up inside of her. Love and need and a sense of being very lucky. But this wasn't the time and these weren't the right circumstances for her confession. When she knew Madeline had come through she would tell Reid how she felt about him. She would take the step of faith and hope for good news. If he didn't love her back, she would survive. At least she would know. She was done holding back because she was afraid.

She looked around, then frowned. "Where's my mom?"

"In the chapel. She wanted to go pray, but she said she'd be back in a while. Penny showed off some of the food. If nothing else, that should entice her to come back."

Lori didn't think anything could make her or her mother eat today. Despite the distraction the Buchanan clan offered, part of her mind was focused only on the surgery. How far had they progressed? Had the donor liver arrived yet? And what about the other family- the one living with grief instead of hope? How was she ever to thank them for giving her sister a second chance?

An hour later, Lori's mother returned to the waiting room. Lori and Reid introduced her to everyone, then Lori took her aside.

"How are you doing, Mom?" she asked, noting the older woman's dark circles under her eyes and the pain bracketing her mouth.

"Just hanging in there. Everything is in God's hands now. I've prayed until I've run out of words. In a few minutes, I'll go back and pray some more."

"That's all we can do," Lori told her.

Her mother nodded. "I have a good feeling about this. Madeline deserves a second chance." Tears filled her eyes. She reached for Lori's hands. "I know I don't deserve one. I know I hurt you so much, for so long. I'm sorry for that. If you don't believe anything else about me, believe that."

Lori's own eyes blurred as she tried not to cry. "Mom, you don't have to- "

"Yes, I do. I should have said something a long time ago. I know you're angry with me, Lori, and who can blame you? I want to blame the alcohol. I want to blame being drunk, but there's no excuse. I hurt you and you were just a little girl. That's what breaks my heart. You were a sweet, loving child and I never told you that. I never said that I loved you. But I did. I do. The only person I hated was myself. Can you understand that?"