Unbeautifully Loved (Breathe Again) Read Free Page B

you think of the house?” Mollie asked as I walked back into the kitchen.
    After making Finn one of his favorite breakfasts consisting of chocolate chip banana pancakes, I turned the television on for him and put on one of the Spider-Man movies Mollie bought him before going back into the kitchen.
    “Mollie...” I sighed.
    “Lexie, what do you think?”
    “It’s... nice, who wouldn’t like it. It has a fireplace and a gorgeous bay window, two things I’ve always wanted in a house. Are you going to explain to me what is going on and why you went and bought all that stuff when you know when the time comes to leave we won’t be able to take some of it with us?”
    “Actually that’s where you’re wrong babe.” She smiled nervously.
    “I’m sorry, come again?” I asked slightly taken back.
    Mollie stayed silent for a moment hopping up onto the kitchen counter and crossing her ankles as they dangled in the air. “Lexie... this place, this town, it’s... it’s it. I see us here for a while honey. Everything in me is telling me this is where we are going to call...” she looked at me before whispering, “home.”
    Home – a four letter word that held so much meaning. You could say we hadn’t had a home in eight months but in reality Finn and I hadn’t had a home in... ever. We had a house but it was never a home where we were safe or felt safe. So hearing Mollie say it and to believe we were here was shocking and I didn’t know what to say.
    “Mollie... you know what that would mean to me to have... you know. But this has been our life for the last eight months now. Every place is the same, we get there and leave before Dex somehow gets wind and finds us and then it starts all over again.”
    “I know Lexie, believe me I know. But... umm... there was just something about this place. When I first found the ad and saw the pictures, there was something inside me telling me we had to come here and had to have this house. I can’t explain it any other way.” Her eyes never left mine; there was hope and something else I couldn’t quite put my finger on, almost like she was nervous about something.
    “Moll’s what aren’t you telling me?” I asked, eyeing her carefully, knowing there was more to her story than just a feeling.
    Mollie pulled her lip between her teeth as she played with her hands in her lap. And I knew what that look meant, I had seen it many times before; there was more than just a feeling.
    Mollie hesitated.
    Her lip released from her teeth. “Uh... well you see, the house it’s... almost, well no, now it’s ours.”
    I did the only thing I could think of doing. I laughed. I laughed so hard my gut hurt and my eyes filled with tears. I doubled over, my hand slapped against my knee as I continued to laugh. After it began to subside I gathered myself. Still laughing lightly I spoke. “I’m sorry Mollie; I could have sworn you just said this is our place.”
    “That’s what I said,” she said flat out.
    My eyes cut to her, humor gone. I swallowed hard as my body tensed and locked in place, a muscle clenched in my stomach, I was about to lose not just my breakfast but my cool as well.
    “What... the... fuck!” I snapped louder than I wanted to. “What the hell do you mean Mollie?” I hissed.
    “Calm down Lexie-”
    “No, tell me what’s going on, we don’t have that kind of money to buy a house Mollie, I mean we have money but not that kind of money.” I threw my hands in the air.
    “Stop spazzing and listen would ya?”
    I rolled my eyes. “This should be good,” I said sarcastically
    She took a deep breath before she began. “I came across this place a few weeks before we left Yorkton. I looked at the pictures online at the library and Lexie, I saw this place and it just hit me, I just knew we had to be here. Like I said before I can’t explain the feeling. So after talking to the owners and realizing there was no way we could afford a place like this, I made a