Dancing in the Oaks

Resolution

I left that courthouse with peace of mind. It sounds so bad, but the evidence was there. The game cameras proved effective and the diaries. If they would have been let off the hook they would have done it again. History repeats itself. I'm feeling pretty bad, but I guess I can say that Nick and I don't have to worry. The judge did give me visitation with them whenever I wanted. There will be a second court date to finally determine everything. However, I'm sure that this is solidified.

When we walked outside the courthouse Nick held my hand and walked me over to the passenger side of his truck. He lifted me up and buckled my seatbelt for me. He's so kind. He does the smallest things, but it makes me so happy. He got in and I turned up the music. "You alright Norah?"

I smiled at him. "Oh yeah. You bet. I mean 40 percent for me is sad, but 60 percent of me is nothing but relieved. We can finally both breathe with a peace of mind."

"You got that right. Now that my dad is in town.. maybe he can help me train ya for rodeo."

"Yes! I'd love that." I smiled bigger than Texas. "I gotta take care of the horses when we get back. I was thinking about my house. What if We cleaned it up and rented it out?"

"You wouldn't wanna go back there? I got money to renovate the place."

"Sure. I mean that doesn't bother me."

When we pulled up to Nick's house, one of my favorite songs from George Strait played on the radio. I got out and walked over to Nick's side because he didn't get out. When he opened the door I found that he turned up the radio. "Isn't this your favorite George Strait song?" He asked.

"Yeah." He took my hand and hugged me as we just laughed and slowly danced around to the song. "Thank you." I said.

"No, thank you."

"This has been tough for both of us. I never told you about what happened when I got home from that hoedown. My parents were so rude to me. I felt so bad." Or did I?