For the first time in his life, he was completely free.
* * *
âAre you sure you donât need me to stay with you tonight?â Laurie asked Sibyl. âJared and Steve wonât mind. They fight over who gets to take care of the baby.â
Sibyl moved through the two parlors plumping pillows, straightening doilies, and repositioning chairs. She would have to decide tomorrow what furniture to move to make room for the reception. She might remove some of it permanently. Sheâd never liked it because it reminded her too much of Normanâs mother, who had crocheted every doily in the room.
âGo back to your family. If I need anything, there are a dozen people close by itching to bring food, provide comfort, and try to find out what I plan to do with the bank.â
âForget about the bank. Youâre free . And donât pretend you donât know what I mean. You donât have to follow his orders or swallow your pride because you donât want people to know your husband treats you like an unpaid servant. You donât have to wonder if he can tell what youâre thinking.â
Sibyl didnât pretend she didnât know what Laurie meant. âAfter seven years, itâs going to take some getting used to. I never wished Norman dead. I know you find that hard to believe, but I didnât. I just wished I could find some way to be free of him. I even considered stealing enough money to run away.â She laughed. âThat just shows how desperate I had become. I thought weâd worked out ways to put up with each other until he took it in his head to send Kitty away to school.â
Laurieâs expression registered shock and anger. âThe child is only six. What was he planning to do? Send her to a convent?â
âI donât know. He wouldnât talk about it at home, so I had gone to the bank to confront him when the robbers entered. You should have seen him. He acted insulted, like he could just order them out and theyâd go.â Her mouth twisted. âSometimes I wondered if he was really sane. His mother gave him a completely unrealistic view of the world.â Sibyl sighed. âI never liked her. She was a stiff, proud woman. After being compared unfavorably to her for seven years, I started to hate her.â
âI know how you feel. Noah did the same to me. Now if you really donât need me, I think I will go home. I miss having my husbandâs arms around me at night.â
âIâm glad Jared is such a wonderful husband. Itâs your reward for putting up with Noah.â
âYou should start looking around for a man you can love, one who could be a real father to Kitty.â Laurie took Sibylâs hands in hers. âHeâll have to be a real prince charming to make up for the man you loved disappearing, and those years with Norman.â
Sibyl felt the bottom drop out of her stomach. She hoped Laurie believed her reaction was due to Normanâs death, not the horrific night that still haunted her dreams. âIâm not interested in men or marriage. As you pointed out, I have enough money to support Kitty and myself. I donât have to subject myself to a man ever again.â
âThatâs how I felt when I met Jared. It didnât take long for me to change my mind.â
âThere arenât any more men like Jared and Colby.â
âThey have a brother.â
âThe chances of him showing up here are about one in a bigger number than I can imagine. Even if he did, thereâs no assurance heâd be anything like his brothers.â
âWouldnât that be something? Three cousins marrying three brothers.â
âGo home, Laurie. Youâve been out in the sun too long.â
Laurie grinned. âI know itâs a silly idea, but it got your mind off dreary thoughts. Naomi will check on you tomorrow, but if you need anything, donât hesitate to let me