But maybe it would put a stop to it. Make a difference for my son. Her forehead creased, she glanced back at the house. I want to thank you for what you did for Josh. Would you like some tea or lemonade?
He hesitated. He needed to say no, but he couldnt, not after glimpsing the lost look in the ladys eyes.
Please. I make freshly squeezed lemonade. She started toward her house. We can enjoy it outside on the porch.
Part of him wanted to follow her, to help herthe old Jakebut that guy was gone, left in the mountains where some of his men had died.
She slowed and glanced back, anxiety shadowing her eyes. Im at a loss about what to do. Tell me what happened to you when you were bullied. That is, if you dont mind. It may help me figure out what to do about Josh.
It was just her porch. He wouldnt be confined. He could escape easily.
He took a step toward her, then another, but with each pace closer to the house, his legs became heavier. By the time he mounted the stairs, he could barely lift them. He paused several feet from the front door and glanced at the white wicker furniture, a swing hanging from the ceiling at the far end. Thoughts of his mothers parents farmhouse where hed spent time every summer came to mind. For a moment peace descended. He tried to hold on to that feeling, but it evaporated in seconds at the sound of an engine revving and then a car speeding down the street.
The sudden loudness of the noise made him start to duck behind a wicker chair a couple of feet away. He stopped himself, but not before anger and frustration swamped him. His heartbeat revved like the vehicle, and the shakes accosted him. He clasped his hands on the knob of his cane and pressed it down into the wooden slat of the porch.
What was he thinking? He should never have accepted her invitation.
Im sorry. I cant. I have stuff to do at home. He pivoted so fast he nearly lost his balance and had to bring his cane down quickly to prevent it.
Thank you for your help today with my son, Emma quickly got out.
Sweat popped out on his forehead and ran down his face, into his eyes. He concentrated on the stinging sensation to take his mind off everything rushing toward him. As fast as his injured leg would let him, he hurried toward his house and the familiar surroundings where he knew what to expect. The trembling in his hands had spread throughout his body by the time he arrived in his yard.
Once inside his home, he fell back against the door and closed his eyes, trying to slow his stampeding heartbeat. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he gulped air. He slid down the length of the door and sat on the tiled foyer floor, blocking the deep ache that emanated from his recent injury.
Rage at himself, at his situation swamped him, and he slammed his fist into his palm. Pain shot up his arm. He didnt care. It wasnt anything compared to how he hated what was happening to him.
What are You doing, God? I want a normal life. Not be a slave to these panic attacks. Why arent You answering my prayers?
Chapter Two
From the front porch, Emma watched Jake Tanner limp down the sidewalk toward the corner at Park Avenue. Mr. Tanner had saved her son from getting hurt worse than he already was. Had the situation with Josh brought back bad memories of the mans childhood? Was that why hed left so quickly? Why there was a poignant look in his dark brown eyes? She guessed she shouldnt have asked him about what happened to him when he was bullied. That couldnt be easy for anyone to remember.
Mr. Tanner rounded the corner and disappeared from her view. From what shed seen of the man, it certainly appeared he could take care of himself, even with his injured leg. She was five feet ten inches, and he had to be a good half a foot taller. He might be limping but clearly that didnt stop him from doing some kind of physical exercise. Dressed in tight jeans and a black T-shirt, he looked well built with a hard, muscular bodya little leaner than he was probably accustomed to.
Jake Tanner rolled off her tongue as if shed said it before. Why did it sound familiar to her? Where had she heard his name? Had she run into him somewhere in town? She wasnt from Cimarron City but had lived here for years. But then he would be a hard man to forget with his striking good looks.
Had he hurt himself recently? Was the injury to his left leg permanent? Questions began to flood her mind until she shook her head.
No. He made it clear hed helped Josh, but that was all. Besides, she had her hands full with a child who was angry all the time. And there were her two jobsone as a veterinary assistant at Harris Animal Hospital and the other as a trainer for service dogs with the Caring Canines Foundation with Abbey Winters, her best friend. Abbey had founded the organization that placed service and therapy dogs with people who needed them. Emma didnt want any more complications in her life, and she certainly wasnt interested in dating, even though it had been three years since her husband died, leaving her widowed at twenty-nine with a son.
Who is my top priorityJosh.
Emma threw one last glance at the corner of Sooner and Park, then headed inside and toward Joshs bedroom. They needed to have a conversation about what had happened today whether her son wanted to talk or not. Her child would not be used as a punching bag. The very thought tightened her chest and made breathing difficult.
She halted outside his closed door, drew air into her lungs until her nerves settled and then knocked. She half expected Josh to ignore her, but thirty seconds later, he swung open the door. A scowl puckered his face, and he clenched his jaw so tightly, a muscle in his cheek twitched, underscoring his anger. He left her standing in the entrance, trudged to his bed and flung himself on his back onto his navy blue coverlet.
Im not telling you who those guys are.
Why not? She moved into his room and sat at the end of the bed, facing him.
Youll say something to them or their parents.
Are you being bothered at school? Is that why you havent wanted to go these past six weeks since school started?
He clamped his lips together until his mouth was a thin, tight line.
Im going to talk to your teacher whether you say anything or not. I cant sit by and let someone, or in this case, several boys bully you.
Dont, Mom. Ill take care of this. Its my problem.
The sheen in Joshs eyes, the plea in his voice tore at her composure. She wanted to pull him into her arms and never let goto keep him safe with her. Sam, I need you. This is what a dad handles with a son. What do I do?
Shed never felt so alone as at this moment, staring at Josh fighting the tears welling in his eyes. I know Mrs. Alexander would want to know. Every child should be safe at school. This is not negotiable. I cant force you to tell me, but I need to know who is doing this to you.
Im not a snitch. Thats what theyll call me. Ill never live it down.
So whats your plan? Let them keep beating you up? What if Mr. Tanner hadnt seen them and stopped them? What do you think would have happened?
Josh shrugged, turned away from her and lay on his bed.
Emma remembered Jake Tanners words about how talking with the bullies parents sometimes only made the situation worse. Then what should she do? What could Josh do? At least make sure you have friends around you. Dont go anywhere alone. Its obvious now you cant go to Craigs house through the park. Ill have to drive you to and from your friends houses. Ill pick you up from school and take you in the morning. Ill talk to Dr. Harris and figure out a way to do that with my work schedule. If I cant, Ill see if Abbey will. She takes Madi to and from school. As she listed what she would do, she realized all those precautions werent really a solution.
Then in the meantime, shed talk to the school about the bullying. She had to do something to end this. The thought of her son hurting, physically and emotionally, stiffened her resolve to help him somehow whether he liked it or not. She hated that bullies were almost holding her son hostage.
/> Dont say anything to Mrs. Alexander, Mom.
Emma rose and hovered over Josh. I have to. Its my job as your parent. I cant ignore what happened.
He glared at her. I hate you. Youre going to make my life miserable.
The words hurt, but she understood where they came fromfear and anger at his situation. She knew those feelings well, having experienced them after Sam passed away. I love you, Josh, and your life right now with these bullies isnt what you want or deserve.
Her son buried his head under his pillow.
I need to check your cuts and clean them.
Go away.
Im not leaving. You arent alone.
He tossed the pillow toward the end of the bed. I wish Mr. Tanner hadnt interfered. Then you wouldnt be making such a big deal out of this.
Thankfully he did, and believe me, I would have made a big deal out of it when I saw you in this condition whether hed stepped in or not. Ill be right back with the first-aid kit.
Josh grumbled something she couldnt hear.
As she gathered up what she needed, a picture of Jake Tanner flashed into her mind. Short, dark hair military style like her brothers… Emma snapped her fingers. That was it. Ben had mentioned a Jake Tanner on several occasions because he was the army captain Ben had served under in his Special Forces Unit. Could this be the same man?
After she patched up an uncooperative Josh, she left him in his bedroom to pout. When she really thought about Joshs angry behavior and keeping to himself, she realized it had begun during the summer. Shed hoped his mood would improve when school started and he saw his friends more. But it hadnt. Shed tried talking to him. Hed been closemouthed and dismissive of her concerns. Why hadnt she seen it earlier?
She made her way to the kitchen to start lunch but first decided to call her brother. She knew it would nag her not to know whether the Jake Tanner shed met was Bens companys commanding officer. She remembered Bens commenting they both had lived in Oklahoma so it was possible.
She called his cell phone number. Hi, bro. Do you have a moment to appease my curiosity? Emma leaned against the kitchen counter, staring out the window over the sink at the leaves beginning to change colors.
For you, always. Whats going on?
Josh was in the park and some boys jumped him and beat him up. Apparently, this wasnt the first time theyd approached him.
Hows Josh?
Some cuts and bruises but I think his self-confidence is more damaged than anything.
I wish I didnt live so far away. I could help him. With my new job Im working weekends, so that doesnt leave a lot of time to even drive to Cimarron City when Josh isnt in school.
She didnt want Ben to feel this was his problem. He lived in Tulsa and was just getting his life back. Im going to talk to the school on Monday about it. But thats not what I wanted to speak with you about. A man named Jake Tanner broke up the fight and brought Josh home. He lives across the street from where it happened on Park Avenue. Could he be your captain? You said something about his living around here once. Am I crazy to even think it could be the same guy? And why in the world did it make a difference, except that it would bug her until she found out?
So thats where he is. Some of my buddies from the old company who made it back were wondering where he went when he was let out of the army hospital a few months ago. He has an email address but hasnt said where he is when hes corresponded with any of the guys. Ive been worried. I should have thought about Cimarron City. He lived there for a while when his father was stationed at the army base nearby. And he used to visit his grandmother there in the summer. I think his grandmother died last year, but I thought since his father is stationed in Florida, that might be where he went.
What happened to him?
I was stateside when my old company was ambushed and about a quarter of the men were killed, many others injured. Captain Tanner was one of them. A bullet in his left leg. Tore it up. I hear he almost lost it.
She recalled how emotionally messed up Ben had been last year when he was first released from the military hospital and honorably discharged from the army. He didnt have a job thencouldnt hold one downand lived with their parents in Tulsa.
How did he seem to you?
He couldnt get away fast enough. I invited him to share a drink for rescuing Josh, and he backed away as if I was contagious.
What did you say to him? Half amusement, half concern came over the line from her brother.
Nothing. He wasnt mad at me. He was she searched her mind for a word to describe the earlier encounter vulnerable. Something was wrong. Maybe his leg was hurting or something like that. I did see his hands shaking. He tried to hide it, and he was breathing hard, sweating. That didnt start really until hed been talking to me for a while. Do you think it could be… She wasnt a doctor and had no business diagnosing a person.
Post traumatic stress disorder?
Ben had recovered from his physical injuries within months of returning stateside, but what had lingered and brought her brother to his knees was PTSD. Last year shed trained her first service dog to help her brother deal with the effects of the disorder. Hows Butch doing?
Hes great. You dont know how much he changed my life for the better.
Yes, she did. She saw her brother go from almost retreating totally from life to now holding down a job and functioning normally. He still lived with their parents, but shed heard from her mom he was looking for his own apartment. Are you having any problems?
Yes, occasionally, but Butch is right there for me. I cant thank you enough for him. Do you think you could pay Captain Tanner a visit? See how he is? I know what happened to him was bad, and as tough as he was, I wouldnt be surprised if hes dealing with PTSD. It can take out the strongest people.
Like Ben. Hed been a sergeant with an Army Special Forces Unit with lethal skills she couldnt even imagine. Yet none of that mattered in the end.
Please, sis. I owe Captain Tanner my life. He pulled me out of the firefight that took me down. If he hadnt, I would have died.
What if it isnt your Captain Tanner?
Was the person six and a half feet, dark brown hair, built like a tank, solid, with dark eyesalmost black?
Thats him. She thought of the man shed met today and realized she owed him, too. Not only for Ben but Josh. Ill go see him. What do you want me to do?
As her brother told her, she visualized Jake Tanner. The glimpse of anguish shed seen in those dark eyes haunted her. Hed been quick to disguise it until the end when he started backing away from her. That black gaze pierced straight through her heart, and she doubted he even realized what hed telegraphed to herhe was a man in pain.
*
The following Tuesday, Emma brought a terrier on a leash into the back room of the Harris Animal Hospital where she worked for Dr. Harris, the father of her best friend, Abbey Winters. I think this gal will be great to train as a service dog. Shes smart and eager.
Even tempered? Abbey, her partner in the Caring Canines Foundation, asked as she looked at the medium-size dog with fur that was various shades of brown.
Surprisingly calm. That combined with this breeds determination and devotion can make a good service dog.
Ill take her out to Caring Canines since youre working with the German shepherd at your house. The kennel and training facilities of the organization were housed at Winter Haven Ranch where Abbey lived with her husband, Dominic.
Shep will make a good service dog, too. Ive even got a possible owner for him. You know Ive been doing the same training with Shep as I did with Butch.
How is your brother?
Doing so much better. I talked to Ben twice this past weekend.
Abbeys eye
brows lifted. Thats unusual. Doesnt your brother hate talking on the phone?
Yeah, he prefers video chatting where he can see a persons face, and the second time thats what we did. I got to see Butch. Ben looks better each time I see him. Butch has been good for my brother, and if what Ben thinks is true, Shep will be good for Captain Tanner.
Another soldier? Is it a physical injury? PTSD?
Both. When those kids I told you about yesterday jumped Josh, Captain Tanner was the man who rescued him. After he left my house Saturday, I couldnt shake the feeling Id heard that name somewhere. I finally remembered Ben served under a Captain Jake Tanner.
So you called your brother to find out. I know how you are when you get something in your head. You dont give up until you find out the truth.
Emma laughed. Youve nailed me. I called him to see. Ben did some checking around after we talked on Saturday and found out that Captain Tanner has basically withdrawn into his house. Ben has a few connections, and one thought the captain was suffering from PTSD, although he doesnt seem to be participating in any therapy groups through the VA.
How does Captain Tanner feel about having a service dog?
I dont know. I only talked to him that one time. I plan on taking him some brownies as a thank-you for helping Josh. Shep will go with me. Ill introduce him to the idea of a service dog slowly.
She wasnt sure if Jake Tanner would even open the door. Shed use the excuse she needed more information about the three boys who attacked Josh. Not only did she want to help the captain if he was suffering from PTSD, but she did need descriptions of the boys to give her an idea who could be bullying Josh. His teacher had requested any information to help her with the situation at school.
Shep could help him, but he needs counseling, too. Maybe hes getting private therapy.
Possibly, but Ben doesnt think so from what hes hearing from his army buddies in the area. Do you have room in your PTSD group? Though Emmas best friend ran the Caring Canines Foundation, she still conducted a few counseling groups.
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