Chapter 14: HomeWe flew back to Montana the following day. Although Jerome grumbled about wanting me to rest for another day or two, I longed to get back to Puckhaber, wanted to leave New Orleans behind. It held no happy memories and I wanted to return to the safety and security I knew in Puckhaber Falls.
Ben booked flights back to Billings and I settled onto the first flight available with Lucas sitting on one side of me, Ben on the other. Lucas kept his arms around me and I slept against his chest for the entire flight home.
We disembarked in Billings and I was aware of the curious glances from the other passengers. With a badly bruised face, the heavy bandage around my hand where Jerome had stitched up the knife wound, and the bruises and healing injuries on my arms and chest, I looke
