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remember a constant stream of ‘Uncles’ that would stay a couple of months then move on. Then she met Rick and he decided to stay. Rick liked his whiskey and he liked to beat on my Momma when he was in the bottle. I hated him as much as a little boy can hate anything.”
     
    “Rick had another love—little girls. He started molesting my baby sister when she was just four. One day he got carried away and killed her. My Momma called the police and they came for him. When he tried to run, they shot him dead. I was glad.”
     
    “After that, my Momma had a breakdown of some sort. She tried to kill herself a couple of times. They put her in a mental hospital to try and fix her, but it didn’t work. She got hold of a steak knife and slit her wrists. I was thirteen and had been living with a cousin of my Momma’s.”
     
    “When they told us she passed, I guess I lost it too. I got stupid, made a lot of mistakes, got in some trouble with the law. Nothing serious, but enough to get me labelled a ‘bad kid’. I got tossed in foster care when the cousin decided she’d had enough. I bounced around the system until I ran away for good at seventeen.”
     
    He couldn’t look at her. He’d never told his story to a living soul. Not one. As far as anyone knew, he was just a drifter who’d found a home in Pecan, Texas. There was no reason for him to tell the dirty details. No reason, until her.
     
    Sandy couldn’t stop the tears that streamed down her cheeks. It explained so much about him, the way he treated women, how he never got too close. It also explained why he had been so determined to prove himself here. To prove himself to her Daddy. It hadn’t just been about earning his respect; Christian was looking for approval.
     
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    The next couple of days went by in blur. Her job, checking on Christian, and dealing with whatever was going on between her Daddy and Mariah had Sandy exhausted. Exhausted and completely frustrated, because Mariah wouldn’t tell her what was wrong and her Daddy claimed to have no clue.
     
    Mariah worried her the most. Christian was on the mend and going home in a few hours. Mariah seemed even more fragile this morning than she had when she’d found her bawling in the kitchen the morning after Christian’s accident. She’d dropped two glasses this afternoon already, and was muttering to herself constantly. People were starting to talk.
     
    She’d promised Christian she’d pick him up from the hospital that afternoon, but she worried about leaving Mariah alone. She felt like she was being pulled in too many directions and it was affecting her work.
     
    She stopped by the club to check on Mariah one more time and got shooed away. Honestly, she was glad to get away. She was anxious to see Christian out of that hospital bed.
     
    Leave it to Christian to be sitting outside when she got there, wearing a funky hat with the hospital’s logo on it. She shook her head at him. “You just have to ruin all my fun, don’t you?”
     
    He feigned innocence. “I have no clue what you’re talking about, darlin’.”
     
    “Don’t you play angel with me. You know I was looking forward to pushing you outta that place in that wheelchair.” She watched him hobble on his crutches to the door, then get in and buckle the seatbelt of her old truck securely around his waist. She knew he was balking at the necessity of normal transportation, but they couldn’t take any chances for a while.
     
    “Pretty girl, I never feel like an angel when you’re around.”
     
    “Good thing you’re disabled, or I’d think you were trying to get in my pants.” She put the truck in gear and headed toward his place. “I got the guys at your shop to gather up all the pieces of your bike and store it in your garage. I figure with you being down for the count with that knee you might want something to tinker with.”
     
    The surprise on his face was genuine. Of all the things that she had done, this had