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Here's part 2 of "Reclaiming Forever." All feedback is welcome. I hope you enjoy it.

Amy

"Reclaiming Forever," Part 2

All of the commotion by the coat check area had gotten the attention of the rest of the wedding guests, and they all turned to look over there. Josie Watts gasped so loudly, her fiance and fellow police officer Gary Sinclair thought she was going to collapse a lung. A stunned silence washed over everyone gathered for Joe and Lorna's wedding, since most of them had known Lucas before, and those who didn't, including Gary, Joe's father and sister, and a few of the police officers in attendance, were too confused by the reactions of those who did recognize Lucas to ask for clarification.

After a long, tense pause, during which no one said anything, and Felicia, Jenna, and Lorna all stared in shock at their husband and father, Vicky Hudson Harrison broke the silence as only she could. Standing there with her arm through Ryan's, she piped up, "Wow. First Sharlene came back from the dead, then Jake, and now Lucas. If this keeps up, Bay City's going to get quite the reputation. Let's all just hope my grandfather Reginald has enough sense to stay dead." By the time Vicky was talking about Reginald Love, Lucas had shifted his gaze to look at her. She smiled warmly at him, seemingly not as shocked as everyone else to see him five years after he was supposedly killed. "How are you, Lucas?" she asked. "Besides being alive, I mean."

"I'm...all right, I guess," Lucas replied. "How are you, Vicky?"

Vicky proudly held up her left arm, with the back of her hand extended toward Lucas so he could see her wedding and engagement rings, and she left her right arm threaded through Ryan's arm. "Married," she replied, her smile growing wider. "To Ryan. He's the Commissioner of the Bay City Police now. Youngest Commissioner in the whole history of the department. We're very happy. We have a son, Steven has a little brother. Kirk. He and Steven are over at the Cory Mansion. Little boys and weddings usually don't mix. Oh, and if you're wondering where Grant is, he's in prison. Long story. I'll tell you about that some other time. It's good to see you, Lucas."

Despite all of the tension, Lucas smiled a genuine smile at Vicky. "It's good to see you too, Vicky. Congratulations on...everything. And Ryan, I'm sure you're the best Commissioner the Bay City Police have ever known."

"Of course he is," Vicky said, looking proudly at Ryan.

Ryan was still as shocked as everyone else, but he managed to find his voice long enough to ask, "Lucas, how...I mean, you, uh..." He trailed off.

Lucas looked to Rachel then. "What's the saying, Rachel? 'The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated'?"

Rachel blinked, then said, "Mark Twain."

"I thought so," Lucas replied. "I hope everything's going well at Cory Publishing and Brava. I haven't kept up with the news much since I've been...away." Lucas looked next to Sharlene and John. "I see the rumors of your death have been greatly exaggerated too, Sharlene. I'm glad you found your way home."

"Thank you," Sharlene said. She didn't know what else to say.

John shook his head as if to clear it. "I was the one who told them to move you," he said.

"I heard you," Lucas replied.

"But the heart monitor--" John said.

"I'm telling you, he pulled a Kathleen!" Dean interrupted angrily. "Didn't you, Lucas? DIDN'T YOU?"

Jenna laid her palm over her husband's heart. "Dean, calm down," she said.

"No, I will NOT calm down!" Dean exclaimed. He glared at Lucas. "Do you have ANY idea what you put these women through, man? DO YOU? ALL of the hell they all went through, and there we were, trying to pick up the pieces, and the whole time you were out there! You were alive!"

"Daddy said a bad word," two-year-old Lucas piped up from his place standing next to Dean.

Sharlene moved forward then. "Maybe we should take the kids back to the farm," she suggested quietly to Frankie, who was still holding baby Wally, and Cass, who now had three-year-old Charlie perched on his hip. "You can come and get them there after...well, after."

Frankie and Cass exchanged a look. Frankie caught Jenna's eye, since Dean was still glaring at Lucas, and Jenna nodded. "If you're sure you don't mind," Frankie said.

"Not at all," Sharlene said. She looked over her shoulder at John, Josie and Gary, who were standing together. At her raised eyebrow look, they all came forward.

Cass had taken his keys out of his pocket and given them to Sharlene. "Frankie and I will catch a cab out to the farm," he said.

But Sharlene had opened her small clutch purse. "John and I brought his truck. We'll take your car and take Charlie and Wally out to the farm, since their car seats are already in your car, and we'll leave you the truck, and you can bring it back to the farm when you're done here," she said. She and Cass swapped keys, while Josie and Gary approached Jenna and Dean. Little Lucas was still standing next to his daddy.

"Jenna, Dean, we'll take Lucas out to the farm with Charlie and Wally," Josie offered quietly.

"Do you need to swap keys with us?" Jenna asked.

Josie shook her head. "We caught a ride with Donnelly and Shanks," she replied. "Mama or John can give us a ride home later. They have to go over to John's mom's to pick up Gregory anyway. But if we could take your car, since it has Lucas's car seat in it, and you could catch a ride to the farm with Cass and Frankie..."

"Sure," Jenna said. "Dean, give Josie your keys." Dean was still glowering at the elder Lucas. "Dean!" Jenna said sharply. He finally looked at his wife. "Give Josie your keys," she repeated. "She and Gary are taking Lucas out to the farm. We'll pick him up there later."

Dean dug into the pocket of his tuxedo pants, pulled out his keys, and handed them to his cousin.

The elder Lucas, meanwhile, had noticed Josie. "Josie, is that you?" he asked.

"Yes," Josie replied. "Hello, Lucas."

"You're a cop," Lucas said, surprised. Josie, like Gary and the other uniformed officers (except Ryan, who was wearing a regular suit and tie), was wearing her Bay City P.D. dress uniform. "I think that's terrific."

"I like police work," Josie replied. "And this is my fiance, Gary Sinclair. Gary, um...this is Lucas."

The light bulb went off for Gary then. "Lucas?" he said. "You're THAT Lucas? Felicia's dead husband?" Then he looked to Felicia, who was looking pale. "Felicia?" he asked.

Felicia had been staring at Lucas, and she turned to look at Gary when he called her name. "Oh. Gary," she said.

Gary reached over and squeezed her shoulder. "Josie and I are taking Lucas to the farm," he told his dear friend, inclining his head in the direction of Felicia's grandson.

Felicia nodded. "I think that's a very good idea," she said.

"If you need anything...anything at all, day or night, no matter what time it is, I want you to call me, Felicia. Promise me you'll call me if you need anything," Gary said seriously. Lucas frowned at this; what was with Josie's fiance, who was young enough to be Fanny's son, being so worried about Fanny?

"I will," Felicia promised, resting her hand atop Gary's hand on her shoulder. "I promise, Gary."

"You're not alone," Gary reminded her. "Whatever I can do to help you, just name it."

Felicia managed a wan smile. "I will," she said. Then she bent to kiss her grandson's forehead. "Honey, you're gonna go out to the farm with Officer Gary and with Josie."

"But I wanna stay here with Gampa Luke!" Lucas exclaimed.

"I'll see you later," Lucas promised his namesake grandson. "You listen to your...uh...Grammy now, okay?" He remembered little Lucas referring to Felicia as "Grammy" so he used that term so as not to confuse or upset the boy, or Fanny.

Jenna picked up her son, smoothed his hair back, and pulled him to her for a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Charlie and Wally will be there too," she said. "You be a good boy for Aunt Sharlene and Uncle John, okay?"

"He'll be fine," John assured Jenna.

"Do I have to?" little Lucas asked.

Dean focused on his son. "Yeah, little man, but it's only for a little while." He tousled the boy's hair, then accepted the hug that the little boy practically leapt out of Jenna's arms to give him. Dean squeezed his son tightly and kissed the top of his head, and little Lucas kissed Dean's forehead.

"What about the cake?" little Lucas asked after Dean had set him on his feet, referring to Lorna and Joe's wedding cake. He'd been promised a big piece, and it was chocolate cake.

"How about if we stop for ice cream on the way to the farm?" Josie suggested. She looked to Jenna and Dean. "Would that be all right?"

Jenna and Dean exchanged a quick look. "Sure," Jenna said.

"I want chocolate!" Lucas piped up.

"I want strawberry!" Charlie Winthrop added. Cass and Frankie nodded their agreement that Charlie could have ice cream too, as Sharlene looked to John, who quietly murmured that they too would stop for ice cream on the way to the farm.

Little Lucas started to go to Officer Gary, but stopped, turned back, and went to Joe and Lorna instead. Lorna was still standing there with one hand to her mouth, and Joe was right beside his bride, his arm around her shoulders. Little Lucas tugged on Joe's pant leg, and Joe looked down. "Can I call you 'Uncle Joe' now?" he asked.

Joe smiled down at the little boy. "Yup," he said. "Now that your Auntie Lorna and I are married, you can officially call me 'Uncle Joe.'"

Lucas smiled at Joe. "Yay!" he cheered. Then he looked at his family, each one in turn, as he said their names. "Bye, Uncle Joe! Bye, Auntie Lorna! Bye, Uncle Cass! Bye, Aunt Frankie! Bye, Grammy! Bye, Gampa Luke! Bye, Mommy! Bye, Daddy!" Then he turned and ran to Gary and Josie. "Ice cream!" he exclaimed.

Gary extended his hand to little Lucas, who took it. Sharlene was carrying Wally Winthrop and had his diaper bag slung over one shoulder; Josie was holding Charlie Winthrop's hand. Cass was bent down so he was at eye level with Charlie, and the elder Lucas watched as the little girl hugged Cass fiercely around the neck and kissed his cheek and he returned the hug and kiss. Frankie, meanwhile, was talking quietly to Sharlene, and then she leaned down and pressed a kiss to the sleeping Wally's forehead. Then she and Cass switched places, and Cass kissed their baby boy's forehead, while Frankie bent to give Charlie a hug and a kiss.

John, Sharlene, Josie and Gary headed to the elevator with the kids. "You go ahead and take this one. We'll get the next one," Vicky assured them. She and Ryan were standing with Jamie, Marley, and Rachel by the bar. After Gary and the Hudsons had departed with the kids, Vicky said, "Who's telling Carl?"

"I will," Rachel said. Rachel and Carl had been married for three years.

"Someone needs to tell Lucas," Marley said. "About Carl, I mean."

"I think it's more important that someone tell Iris about Lucas," Jamie replied. "I don't want her being brought into the hospital with a heart attack because she saw her ex-fiance walking around town five years after he supposedly died."

"I don't know how he did it," Ryan said. The others looked at him questioningly. "Lucas. I didn't know anything about this. And Joe and Gary and Josie weren't in town at the time, so they couldn't have known."

Rachel sighed. "This isn't going to be easy for anyone," she said. "But it's going to be hardest for Felicia and the girls."

"Dean's not handling it too well," Vicky remarked.

"Dean didn't handle it well when Kathleen came back," Ryan reminded her.

"Who did?" Vicky replied. "Almost everyone was on Frankie's side, including you. Even I was on Frankie's side."

"Because you were jealous of the time I spent with Frankie," Ryan said.

"True," Vicky said. "But I was still on her side and wanted her and Cass to get back together, even if my motives weren't exactly selfless." She gave Ryan a saucy smile. He shook his head but returned her smile.

"And as much as Dean loves Frankie," Jamie said, "Jenna and little Lucas are his entire life. Dean's not going to give the elder Lucas much of a break here."

"I'll go and say our goodbyes to Felicia and the others," Rachel said, and she headed over to tell Felicia goodbye.

"We'll wait right here for you, Mom," Jamie replied.

"Vicky," Marley said, "you WERE just kidding about Reginald, right?"

"Of course I was!" Vicky assured her sister. "Now that I think about it, they never found Sharlene's body, and she came back. They never found Jake's body, and he came back. And the only proof anyone had of Lucas's death was that the heart monitor flatlined, which was apparently staged. So no one ever really saw Lucas's body. Therefore, like Sharlene and Jake, Lucas wasn't really dead, and now he's back. Plenty of people saw Reginald's body, so we KNOW he's dead."

"Which Donna and Michael are still undoubtedly grateful for," Marley said.

"You're making me glad I never met the man," Ryan said.

"Honey, our grandfather makes Carl before he reformed for you and Rachel look like an altar boy," Vicky told Ryan. Marley nodded her agreement with her twin.

Meanwhile, as Joe was saying goodbye to his sister, father, and the rest of his fellow officers who had attended the wedding and then putting them on the elevator to leave, Rachel got Felicia's attention by touching her arm. "Felicia, we're going to leave now," she said. "Call me later, all right?" Felicia could only nod, glancing at Rachel, and then looking back at Luke. "Lorna, Joe, congratulations," Rachel said, turning her attention to them.

"Thank you, Mrs. Hutchins," Joe replied. "And thank you for coming." Rachel nodded.

"Dean, Jenna, it's always nice to see you," she said. They murmured acknowledgements. Then Rachel turned to leave, but when she got to Cass and Frankie she stopped. "Take care of Felicia," she told them. "She's had a terrible shock. Of course, we all have, but no one more than Felicia."

"Either Frankie or I will call you later and let you know what happened," Cass promised Rachel.

"Please do," Rachel urged. "I'm not sure if Felicia will call me. I'd understand if she didn't, of course, but I'd just...like to know how she's doing."

"We'll call, Rachel," Frankie promised. "Give our regards to Ryan and Vicky, and to Jamie and Marley."

"I will," Rachel replied. Then she took her leave, and after she, Ryan and Vicky, and Jamie and Marley had boarded the elevator for the trip down to the garage, it was just the eight of them there: Cass and Frankie; Dean and Jenna; Lorna and Joe; Felicia; and Lucas.

They all stood in silence for a long moment, and then Frankie spoke.

"Dean is right. You were in the Witness Protection Program, weren't you, Lucas?" Frankie asked.

"Yes," Lucas replied.

"I knew it. Man, I KNEW IT!" Dean raged.

"I didn't have a choice!" Lucas shouted back at Dean. "It was the only way I could protect Fanny and Jenna and Lorna!"

"You know, I didn't buy that garbage when Kathleen was spewin' it years ago, and I'm not buyin' it now either!" Dean retorted. "You walked away. You bailed on your family and you damn near destroyed them in the process!"

"Destroyed? What? What happened?" Lucas asked as a sinking feeling took hold of his gut.

"Dean, I don't think now is the time to get into all of that," Lorna said, finally speaking but not taking her eyes off her father.

"You're gonna stand there and defend him?" Dean asked, shocked, as he looked at Lorna.

"You lied!" Jenna exclaimed, having left Dean's side to face the man she had considered her father. "You lied and you abandoned me, abandoned all of us! You're just like Gloria!" Jenna was referring to her biological mother Gloria Norris. "She lied to me all my life, she abandoned me at that convent...I didn't know anything! All because she was supposedly trying to protect me! Well, it didn't work. I still got hurt. And then I found a real family with you and Felicia...and Lorna and I even made peace eventually. But you left us! You lied, you let us think you were dead, and you abandoned us! You're just like Gloria!" she repeated angrily.

"Jenna--" Lorna began.

"Don't EVEN!" Dean yelled at Lorna.

"It WAS a tear," Felicia said then. The others turned to look at her, but she was looking at Luke. "You were still alive, so you heard everything I said to you in that room. I thought I saw a tear roll down your cheek, but I convinced myself it was wishful thinking because you were dead. But you weren't dead. You were alive. You were alive, and you heard what I said, and you let me think you were dead."

SLAP! The sound of Felicia's open palm making hard, violent contact with Luke's cheek and causing his head to snap back from the impact seemed to echo throughout the eerily silent TOPS like the cracking of a whip.

"I never thought you had it in you to be THAT cruel, especially to me," Felicia said angrily.

Luke's cheek was tingling. Fanny could pack a real wallop when she was angry enough, and Luke didn't think he'd ever seen her this angry before, not even back on Gold Street when they were trying to stand up to Noah Grady. He might even have a welt on his face, but it was no less than he deserved.

"I HAD to do it," he said urgently, suddenly filled with a desperation to make them understand. "Fanny, come on! You know that I never would have left if I had had any other choice!"

"But you DID have a choice!" Dean shouted. "Just like Kathleen. She coulda told Cass the truth, and she didn't. Then she came back years later and thought she had a right to the life she left behind. But she didn't. And everything she put Frankie and Cass through..." Dean trailed off and raked a hand through his hair "And now you're tryin' to do the same thing to Jenna and Felicia and Lorna? No way, man! NO WAY! I couldn't stop Kathleen, but I CAN stop you and I will!"

"It's not your call to make, Dean," Luke said sharply.

"The hell it's not!" Dean shouted. "Jenna and I are married, and we've been married for almost three years, and we even have a kid that we named after you! And while you were off playin' hide-and-seek with the Feds, I was there with your wife and your daughters! I was there for all of it, for every single thing that went down with Jenna and with Felicia, and when Jenna and I came back, we were there for some of the stuff that Lorna went through. And even when I wasn't here years ago for Lorna 'cause I was on tour, Jenna was! Don't stand there and tell me I don't get a say, Lucas, because these women are MY FAMILY, and they've BEEN my family for a long time, and I was there for them when you weren't!"

"But I had REASONS!" Luke exclaimed.

"I don't want to hear your reasons," Jenna said angrily, turning her back on Lucas. Dean put his arms around her and glared at Lucas over Jenna's head.

"Satisfied now?" Dean asked sarcastically.

Felicia's hands were balled into fists at her sides and she was staring at the floor. She wouldn't look at or speak to Luke.

Luke looked at Lorna then. "Well, I guess it's your turn," he told her. "Your mother, your sister, Dean, they've all let me have it. So whatever you have to say, Lorna, go ahead."

Lorna dropped her bouquet, which Joe darted forward to catch before it could hit the floor, and dashed as best she could in her wedding gown and heels to Lucas, throwing her arms around him and squeezing him tightly. Shocked, Lucas wrapped his arms around Lorna to maintain his balance, because otherwise they both would have fallen on the floor. Lorna's shoulders were shaking and when Lucas heard her sobbing, he drew her away from him to find tears streaming down her face.

"I'm so sorry for ruining your wedding," he said, and he felt awful in that moment for having ruined Lorna's big day and for knowing that his apologies were inadequate.

But Lorna looked at him and smiled through her tears. "Ruining my wedding? You didn't ruin anything!"

"But you're crying," Luke replied.

"These are tears of joy!" Lorna assured him. She wiped at her eyes, then placed her trembling hands on Luke's shoulders and, certain that her father was indeed standing there solid and alive, she smiled as she felt tears welling up again. Looking into her father's eyes, so like her own, she said, "You're my wedding present. You're the wish I made five years ago in the hospital that I thought would never come true, but somehow it did, because you're here. And I'm SO different now than I was back then, Daddy. I'm not that same girl that did all those horrible things back then. I'm gonna make you so proud of me. I didn't think I'd ever get the chance." Then Lorna threw her arms around Lucas and hugged him again, which startled him. After a moment, he hugged her back, but then Lorna backed up and, sniffling a bit, said, "Oh, I'm sorry, should I not have hugged you? Should I call you 'Lucas' instead of 'Daddy' or 'Dad'? I just...I've thought of you as 'Daddy' all these years, and...Joe! You have to meet my Joe!" Lorna turned and held out her hand to her groom, and Joe went to her, still holding her bouquet in one hand. When Joe was standing beside her, Lorna took his free hand in hers, looked from Joe to Luke and said, her voice shaking with the overwhelming emotion she was feeling, "Captain Joe Carlino of the Bay City Police Department, this is my father, Lucas. Daddy...I mean, Lucas...this is my husband, Joe Carlino."

"She has GOT to be kidding!" Jenna said to Dean. Dean just shook his head.

Joe released Lorna's hand to shake Luke's hand. "I've heard a lot about you from Lorna, and from your family, sir," he said.

"It's good to meet you, Joe," Luke said. Then he looked at Lorna. "So let me get this straight: you're NOT mad at me?"

"No!" Lorna exclaimed. "We can sort out all the whys and wheres later." She touched Luke's cheek (the one Felicia hadn't slapped) and then started to really cry again. "I can't believe I'm standing here with my father and my husband both. And I promise you, Da--I mean, Lucas--you're going to be so proud of me. The one thing I've always regretted is that I didn't have a relationship with my dad, but now we have a second chance, and I hope you want to get to know me, because I'd really like to get to know you."

"I'd like that too. In fact, I'd love it," Luke replied. He smiled and swallowed hard past a lump of emotion in his throat as he really looked at Lorna. "And you are such a beautiful bride."

"I'm so glad you were here for my wedding," Lorna said. She looked at Joe with a smile, and he smiled back at her. As long as Lorna was happy, he was happy.

Behind Lorna and Joe, Felicia, Jenna, and Dean were all about to explode from keeping their anger and incredulousness bottled up. Cass and Frankie exchanged a look. "Um, guys?" Frankie said to the trio.

"Obviously this is a huge shock, and you have every right to be angry and upset right now," Cass began.

"Thank you for stating the obvious, Cass," Felicia said sharply.

Cass was hurt by Felicia's tone. Lucas's appearance, and the words "Witness Protection Program" and what Lucas had said about having no other choice so that he could protect his wife and daughters, were bringing up bad memories for Cass, memories of a time when he had been in Felicia's shoes and his entire world had collapsed at his feet, nearly causing him to lose the woman beside him, his beloved Mary Frances. Just by looking at her, Cass could tell that Frankie wasn't as rattled by all this as he was, but he pushed his own feelings down, since he'd have to sort them out with Frankie and only Frankie anyway, and a more pressing matter was at hand.

"I'm just saying that I've been where you are right now, Felicia. I'm not being patronizing," Cass said.

Felicia sighed. "I know you're not, honey. And I'm sorry for snapping at you like that. I just..." She never finished the sentence. She had too many conflicting feelings rushing through her. Jenna was radiating hurt, her shoulders slumped as she stood in the loose circle of Dean's embrace. Dean, his arms wrapped protectively around Jenna and holding her close to him, her palms resting flat on his chest, hadn't wanted to put someone's head through a wall for hurting Jenna this much since he had gone after that lowlife scum Rick Madison after the porn tape incident years ago. Frankie, Cass, and Felicia could see this, too, and they all recognized that "put-his-head-through-a-wall" look in Dean's eyes.

"So what happens now?" Lorna asked.

"Why don't you go back where you came from, Lucas?" Dean said angrily.

"I'm not going anywhere," Lucas replied firmly. Then he looked at Lorna and Joe. "But I'm guessing that you two are? I mean, it is traditional for the bride and groom to go on a honeymoon."

"The honeymoon!" Lorna exclaimed. She had honestly forgotten about it. She shifted her gaze from Lucas to Joe. "Ah..."

"Where are you going?" Lucas asked.

"We were supposed to go to Paris for a week," Joe replied. He and Lorna held a quick conversation with their eyes. "But we can postpone it--"

"Absolutely not!" Lucas exclaimed. "You two are going on your honeymoon, and that's that."

"But you just got here," Lorna said.

"Really, sir, we can go some other time," Joe added.

"But you've already made reservations and plans. And I meant what I said a minute ago. I'm not going anywhere," Lucas reassured Lorna. "You two go to Paris, and I'll be here when you get back." At Lorna's uncertain look, he added, "I promise."

"Believe it when I see it," Dean muttered. Frankie silenced him with a raised-eyebrow look. Jenna still had her back to Lucas, and Felicia was still staring a hole in the floor.

"We're going to get through this," Lucas announced then. "All of us. I don't know how yet, but we are, because I'm back, and I'm staying, and the one thing that hasn't changed for me in the last five years is my love for all of you. I deserved that smack, Fanny. I deserve worse. And Jenna, Dean, you can be as angry at me as you want. You're entitled."

Jenna whirled around to glare at her father. "I don't need your permission to be mad at you, and neither does Dean!" she exclaimed.

"No, you don't," Lucas agreed. "And I know that anything I say right now doesn't carry a lot of weight with any of you, except maybe Lorna." He glanced at his firstborn briefly before returning his gaze to the group at large. "But I'm back, and I'm here to stay, and sooner or later, you're going to have to deal with that, and deal with me."

"Dean, I want to get out of here," Jenna said then.

"I think that's a good idea," Dean said.

"I'll come with you," Felicia added.

"Honey," Cass said, taking hold of Felicia's arm and stopping her.

"Not now, Cass," Felicia said. "I'll call you later. And Rachel. I really will. But right now..." She didn't finish the sentence.

Felicia hugged Lorna and then Joe. "Welcome to the family, Joe," she said.

"Thank you, Felicia," Joe replied.

"Thanks, Mom," Lorna added.

"Congratulations," Dean said. He shook Joe's hand, flicked a glance at Lorna, and then headed for the elevator with Jenna. Felicia followed them, and Cass and Frankie followed Felicia.

When they were in the elevator, right before the doors closed, Lucas said, "I'll prove it to all of you. I'm back, and I'm staying. For good."

And Lucas got one glimmer of hope as the doors slid shut: the quick flash of joy he knew he saw in Fanny's eyes before the anger and pain fell like a curtain and the doors closed completely, taking Felicia, Jenna and Dean, and Frankie and Cass downstairs.

TO BE CONTINUED
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