We showered together then went down to breakfast holding hands. I felt so close to him once again. Thatcher was all smiles as he served Trey his coffee and brought me my usual fresh fruit, bagel, and juice. “I’m flying back to Atlanta this morning,” Trey announced as he buttered his usual whole wheat toast. My heart sank. It seemed like I was forever saying goodbye to Trey, or waiting for him to return. “The verdict came in from the jury and we won the suit. I have to present oral arguments to the jury that will decide the financial reward. I could be tied up for a week, possibly longer.” I looked across the table and he was studying my reaction. Was I allowed to have emotions about this? Could I show disappointment? I smiled up at him telling him to call me when he could. That seemed to appease him. After breakfast, I kissed him briefly, telling him I'd see him when he got back and headed off to the stables to tack up Derringer for our day of training.
