Fisher (Prince of Tigers, #3) - Kathi S. Barton Page 0,50

next time she saw them. Her heart was so full she nearly didn’t ask on her way out if some of the things on the list could be taken to them. The lady at the desk was so sweet, she handed her a box of tissues as she went over the list.

“These things might be all right, I’m guessing. But they’ll also be things that could be stolen. Like that reader thing, you have on here. You’d be better off bringing books. There aren’t too many in prison that would read a classic. I’m not saying they won’t, but your brother might stand a better chance of keeping books than he would a reader.” Piper marked that off her list. “You could also bring them things they could trade with. I don’t know a lot about prison life, mind you, but there are things they might not be able to get without some help. Also, there is a commissary. There is an account for everyone that people put money in for them to get things they won’t be given—mostly personal things like deodorant and mouthwash. Also, letters and such. That can make them feel more connected to you and the ones they won’t be able to see.”

“How much money do you think they’d need?” She told her. “All right. I can do that. I’ll set that up with my husband so they can have a couple of hundred dollars a month in it. I guess they’d be using it for things they don’t usually get given to them.”

“That’s right. Luxury items mostly. Candy if they wish. You could give them a nice warmer blanket—put their names on them. Comb, toothpaste, and such. A razor too, for both males and females. Pen and paper as well. When my uncle was in prison a very long time ago, he wanted pretty paper to write to his wife. He also sprayed some of his cologne on it. I don’t know why I’ve told you that, but there you have it.”

Armed with her list of things she could make sure they had now, she went to the local store to pick things up. She didn’t know many of the townspeople, but they seemed to know who she was. Fisher, apparently, was friends with just about all the town. Then Buck joined her as she was looking at the blankets for her brother and sister. She told him what she was doing here.

“That’s not going to be something they might need out in Nevada where they’re going to be spending time, do you think? The blankets, I mean.” Piper told Buck she’d not thought of that. “I mean, you should get them one. Just on the off chance, they might need a snuggle or two. Here, honey, let me help you with your brother’s things. That razor you have there, it’s not fit for a man unless pulling out his beard is what you want.”

With Buck’s help, she was able to get just what she needed. He made suggestions on several of the things she was getting for her sister too. He told her to buy the large candy bars so the treat would last longer. She knew then that he had a sweet tooth for all things sweet.

“How about you have dinner with this old man?” Piper laughed and told him he could pass for a brother to his sons. “Yes, well, that’s the thing about being immortal. You don’t age past a certain time in your life. You’ll see it too as the years go by. I’m an old man. I have no problem with that. But if I was a sickly man, I might be upset about having to be sick and old too.”

Telling Fisher what she was up to, he asked if he could join them. Buck was excited to have just the two of them to himself and agreed. However, it turned out to be a large family reunion as more and more of the Prince family came by to grab a bite too.

Piper loved this family. They were loud and loved to argue. Mostly she could understand what was going on but really didn’t care what the conversation was about. So long as they were good natured about it, she laughed right along with them. Sara sat down next to her.

“I wanted to thank you for hanging out with Buck today. He was feeling sorry for himself.” Piper asked her what had happened. “Nothing. Not really. He just was