A Heartbreaking-Fall-in-Love-Want-to-Die-Saga

A Heartbreaking-Fall-in-Love-Want-to-Die-Saga By Debra Kayn This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. –––––––– A Heartbreaking-Fall-in-Love-Want-to-Die-Saga 1st Print release: Copyright© 2023 Debra Kayn All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews. –––––––– All rights reserved. This copy is intended for the purchaser of this e-book ONLY. No part of this e-book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without prior written permission from Debra Kayn. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author's rights. Purchase only authorized editions. www.debrakayn.com Table of Contents Title Page Copyright Page Dedication Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Chapter Twenty Chapter Twenty One Chapter Twenty Two Chapter Twenty Three Chapter Twenty Four Chapter Twenty Five Chapter Twenty Six Chapter Twenty Seven Chapter Twenty Eight Chapter Twenty Nine Chapter Thirty Chapter Thirty One Chapter Thirty Two Chapter Thirty Three Chapter Thirty Four Chapter Thirty Five Chapter Thirty Six Chapter Thirty Seven Epilogue Author Bio Debra Kayn's Backlist Preview for Chief PART 1 | Chapter One Dedication To my Brikken MC series readers — Now, it's the end. Pam Baker – For brilliantly suggesting the name Harriet/Harrie. The name fits her perfectly! Chapter One Frankie lifted her grandson off the floor and kissed his cheek, holding him extra tight while she watched Katrina grab the small blue backpack and sack of Matchbox cars. She missed them, and they weren't even gone yet. She wouldn't see her daughter and grandson for the next eight weeks. "Make sure you get a new bottle of Ipecac syrup for Josh. The current one expires next month." She set her squirming grandson down until his feet touched the ground. "Remember, you can have mommy call Grandma every day when you get home from preschool." "Mom." Katrina softened her exasperation with a smile. "We'll be fine. We'll be back in two months when my shift is over." "I know." She sniffed, steeling her spine. It got harder to say goodbye each time they left. Katrina was a traveling nurse who went out on assignment for short stretches before coming back home again. Sometimes she was only in Tacoma for a week, two at the most, before she traveled for work again. The schedule and pay allowed Katrina to own a house, afford a lenient preschool for Josh who allowed him to come and go, depending on their travel plans, and have a house-husband at twenty-six years old. Josh seemed to grow several inches and mature each time he was away. Before she knew it, he'd graduate high school at the rate he was going. "I'm so proud of you." She leaned over and hugged her daughter. "I don't know how you set up lodging, preschool, and get enough sleep while traveling." "It's good for Josh to experience new things, and the hospitals make it easy. Most of them have in-house daycare for the employees. Besides, we'll settle down when he starts school. You'll be sick of us, only living a mile away from you all the time." Katrina kissed Frankie's cheek. "I'm not doing this all by myself. Brent is with us. It takes two." "Hm." She straightened, always stressing about her daughter. "Well, make sure you call me when you arrive, so I don't have to worry." "I will." Katrina gathered Josh's hand. "Tell Grandma bye." "Bye, Gamma." Josh waved. "Bye, sweetheart. I'll see you soon. Be good for your mommy. Love you." She stood in the doorway as her daughter buckled Josh into the car seat. While Katrina was married and Brent was an extra set of eyes to watch Josh, she wasn't sure how much support her daughter received from her husband. Katrina needed him, but Brent seemed to put all his energy into the online store, selling T-shirts, or his golf game. In her opinion, her son-in-law needed to grow up and get a real job and take some of the burdens off Katrina. Her daughter paused before getting into the car and wagged her finger at Frankie. "Make sure you stay out of trouble while I'm gone." She waved off her daughter's concern. "I work and come home. There's no time to get in trouble." "Right. I've heard that before." Katrina shook her head. "At least I know Aunt Harrie will bail you out of jail if you get caught...not getting in trouble." She laughed, smiling at her daughter. Katrina got inside the vehicle and honked, backing down the driveway. Frankie raised to her toes and waved her arm above her head. While she admired and respected Katrina for how she ran her family, she worried. A mother's job was to watch over her children, even when they were grown. Doubly so for her, since Katrina's dad had passed away in a farming accident when their daughter was twelve years old. Since that life-altering day, she'd raised Katrina by herself. But she was never alone. Harriet, better known as Harrie, her best friend since second grade, was a part of their life. While she lacked blood relatives, she had Harrie, who more than made up for the love and support she missed out on by having a big family. Realizing Katrina had driven out of sight, she lowered her arm and went back inside the house. Loneliness hit her. For the last eight years, she'd gone through multiple stages of life as she navigated having an empty nest. There were times she enjoyed the solitude.