CHAPTER 27

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"Are you coming tonight honey?" her mother asked over the phone.

The week flew by surprisingly fast and before she knew it, it was the day before Seth's birthday.

Cassidy placed the phone on loud speaker as she rested it on the bed so she could continue packing.

"I am. I've almost finished packing everything."

"Are you sure Lisa's okay with you taking this week off as well?" Martha asked worriedly.

"She is. We talked about it last night," Cassidy said, trying to keep her voice as normal as she could.

She always hated lying to her mother. Lisa did call Cassidy last night, but it was to tell her that she was letting her go. The bad press on the bakery was scaring away customers and several customers had mentioned they weren't comfortable with Cassidy working there. Lisa had been really apologetic and had even said that maybe when things calmed down, they could reconsider the decision.

Cassidy wanted to be mad at her, but she couldn't find it in her. She understood where Lisa was coming from. At the end of the day, that was Lisa's business and she needed to make the money to pay her rent and other workers. Surprisingly, the person Cassidy had directed her anger to was Rose.

This was all her fault. Why was she evading the police? Why was she out murdering people? She was just making Cassidy's life hard.

"Okay well that's great. It'll be wonderful to have you here for a few days," her mother gushed, pulling her out of her thoughts.

"I really need some family time," she murmured. And she meant it.

She needed some sense of normalcy in her life back again. And maybe being home with her parents would provide that.

"What time are you coming?"

"Wyatt said he'll give me a drop this evening. I should be there by six."

"Wyatt?" her mother questioned.

Cassidy groaned and laughed.

"Is that all you heard?" she asked her mother smiling.

"Well, it's rare that you ever mention a man's name. And Wyatt's name had been popping up a lot recently."

"Because he's the lead detective on the case."

"And the lead detective has to drive you over to our house?" Martha teased.

"I am not having this conversation with you mum," Cassidy said smiling.

"Don't worry. There's plenty time to talk about it."

Cassidy laughed. Her mother's match making skills were never asleep.

"Finish packing. I'll see you later. You father mentioned he'll be home early tonight so we can have dinner together."

They said their good byes and I love yous and hung up.

She had decided to spend a week at her parents. Since she had no job to hurry back for, it made no sense coming back early. The only thing she would really be missing was dinner with Wyatt. But she was sure she could convince him to come to dinner one night at her parent's house. She was sure her mother would love that.

Later that evening, Wyatt knocked on her door and greeted her with a smile and brown paper bag at the door.

"What's this?" she asked as he handed her the bag.

"Open it and see," he answered as he walked into her apartment.

Instead of their usual kitchen hang out, he headed to the living room. She peeked in the bag as she followed him.

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