hell,â she snapped. âThis is all your fault.â
âYouâll have to explain that one to me.â
âIt just is.â
Walker bit back a grin. âNow thereâs a rational bit of logic. How very female.â
She slammed on the brakes so hard, he almost banged his head on the windshield. When heâd recovered, he turned to find her staring straight ahead with what might have been tears glistening on her cheeks.
âIâm sorry,â she said so softly he almost didnât hear her.
âWhat? I thought I heard you apologizing.â
âDonât let it go to your head,â she retorted.
âMaybe we ought to start over. I donât think we understand each otherâs point of view here.â
âProbably not,â she conceded with a sigh. âItâs just that Tommy means a lot to me. I donât want to see him hurt.â
âBelieve it or not, Ms. Spencer, neither do I.â
She finally turned to face him. âSince it looks like itâs going to be a long night, maybe you ought to call me Daisy.â
Walker chuckled. âI always prefer to be on a first-name basis when Iâm spending the night with a woman.â
âYes, I imagine you do.â
He was pretty sure he saw a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. It wouldnât do to focus on that, though. He had the feeling that thinking about those lips could get him into a whole lot of trouble.
âHow well do you know Tommy?â he asked instead.
âBetter the last few days, but even before that, he and I had a certain rapport. He was in my Sunday school class. He has an irreverent attitude that reminds me of the way I always longed to be when I was his age. Because of that I let him get away with quite a lot.â A full-fledged smile spread across her face. âI suppose this is payback for that leniency.â
Walker seized on the hint of wistfulness in her voice when she talked about yearning to rebel. âSomehow I canât envision you ever having a rebellious streak.â
âYouâd have to talk to my brothers and my father, then. They could tell you. Especially Tucker. He knows exactly how many times I came really, really close to trying to break free of my father.â
âBut you never did it?â
âNot until now,â she confessed with obvious regret. âWell, my moving into town put his nerves on edge, but he got over that.â
âAnd what have you done recently?â
âI took in Tommy. Believe me, it has my father in an uproar, though he hasnât shown his face around herehimself. Heâs sent everybody else to do his dirty work. Iâm sure Tucker and Bobby showing up tonight was no accident. That pie they were carrying came straight from my fatherâs kitchen. They were probably here with yet another lecture on how Iâm trying to ruin my life.â
âBy taking in a little boy?â
âA little boy who tried to steal my jewelry,â she said.
This was the first Walker had heard about any jewelry being taken. His gut clenched at the thought. âTommy tried to steal your jewelry?â
Her expression fell. âDamn, me and my big mouth. Yes, he tried to take it. He intended to sell it to get money for food in case I wouldnât let him stay.â
âBut you caught him?â
âActually, Tucker caught him. It was incredibly inconvenient since it only added fuel to the fire, but I managed to assure them both that it would not, under any circumstances, happen again. I think Tommy got the message.â
Walker sighed. âI hope youâre right,â he said, envisioning his nephew well on his way to a life of crime.
âTommy is not a thief,â Daisy said, as if sheâd read his mind.
âWhat would you call it?â
âHeâs scared and heâs acting out.â
âStealing is stealing, no matter the reason. Donât make excuses for
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