trish vanzant – Page 2

Game On?

“Let’s play a game.” Ilyana said, eyes dancing. “We’re in public.” “Not that kind of game. Just a ‘who would you rather’?”

The first thing Chance did when he came home every night, was to greet Trish with a kiss, followed by Emily if

Trish sighed as she left Brandon’s. things were frayed very badly, and she wasn’t sure what, if anything, could fix it. She

Lucas was exhausted. When he got home with Jett, he just walked in the door and headed straight for Jett’s room and

Trish looked a little apprehensive as she left Vince’s house and headed for the car. “Do you think Emily will be ok?”

Trish waited until around lunch the following day to confront chance about his recklessness. She watched as he went about making sandwiches

Trish could scarcely believe that her baby girl was nearing two months old. She was, as far as Trish knew (and others

For what was probably the fifteenth time that night, Trish pushed the covers off of her as she grew too warm to

Trish smiled as Chance squeezed her hand from beside her. They were in a darkened room at the obstetrician’s office, getting a

Chance rolled over, putting his arm around Trish, who lay on her side next to him. He leaned in and kissed her