Page 102 of As They Are
“Wrenfell?”Mollie yelled from the bathroom. “What thefuck?—”
The sound stopped and was replaced by retching.
“Is she okay?” I asked Cain. “Because I can check on her.”
“This issupposedto be normal.” He crossed his arms. “But I feel like I’m losing my mind here.”
My brow furrowed as I tried to think of a time when throwing up would be normal.
Then it hit me. “She’s pregnant.”
“Yep. Please don’t tell anyone. Not yet, at least.”
“Has she seen a doctor yet? I could probably confirm it and get her a referral to an OBGYN.”
“We have a doctor in Nashville. It’s a long drive, but they’re one of the best in the state. Her mom found them.”
“Does Wren know?”
Cain nodded, but then his eyes moved to the bathroom door, which had just opened. “All right, throwing up is completed.” Mollie sighed. “Now, can someone tell me what happened to Wren?”
“She fell off a ladder.”
“A ladder?” Mollie’s voice climbed in pitch.
“She needed stitches and has a sprained ankle. All because of Jude.”
“That asshole. What did he do? Did he do this on purpose?” If Mollie’s anger was directed at me, I would have feared for my life. But I agreed with her.
“He’s been trying to talk to her. She didn’t want to and had work to do. He followed her up a ladder.”
“What an idiot,” Cain said.
“She’s fine. I took care of her and got her back. I’ll need to get her truck and bring it here, and she needs to rest for at least a week. Maybe more, if she heals slowly.”
“I’m on it,” Mollie said.
“And you can rest too,” Cain added.
Mollie rolled her eyes. “Don’t start on that again. I’m fine to do normal activities. I was in the fields for eight hours a day before I got pregnant.”
“You’ll just need to hydrate and stop if you feel off,” I added.
“See? Henry’s on my side.”
Cain blew out a breath. “Traitor.”
“Nothing good will come out of telling Mollie no,” I explained. “Even I know that.”
He shrugged, but we both knew I was right. “Come on, Henry. I’ll help you get Wren’s truck.”
“Really?” I asked.
“Might as well. Mollie probably wants to stay here and make sure Wren’s okay.”
“Definitely,” she added. “And the proximity of the toilet helps too.”
“That leaves you and me.”
