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had broken in two when she had to leave.  
    She blinked onion juice out of her eyes and kept slicing. Catherine was her family now. The only family she needed.

    Nathan stood in the front yard, watching the truck get closer. He took off his hat, using his arm to wipe away the sweat running down his face. If he wasn’t mistaken, Amy had found a vehicle. And not just any vehicle. The yellow paintwork glowed brighter than the afternoon sun. It looked like an overfed canary lumbering down his parent’s driveway. He’d never seen a truck like it and doubted anyone in Bozeman would forget it in a hurry either. He just hoped to God she’d taken the time to read his checklist before handing her money over.
    Amy had left six hours ago with Catherine and Sally, and he’d spent all day catching up on the work he hadn’t done yesterday. And trying to get Amy out of his head.  
    She’d become a splinter under his skin. No matter how much he poked and prodded he couldn’t get her brown eyes and blonde hair out of his mind. It irritated the hell out of him and he planned on doing something about it. As soon as his mom and dad arrived home he’d head back to his own place. He needed Amy in his life about as much as he needed a dose of the bubonic plague.  
    He rolled his shoulders, trying to relax muscles that were sore from pushing himself too hard. But it was nothing compared to the ache in his heart.
    Amy stopped the truck beside him, a huge grin plastered across her face. She wound the window down and he glanced at Catherine, sound asleep in the back seat.  
    “What do you think?”
    “You bought a truck.” Hell, that had come out wrong.
    Her grin slipped. “It wouldn’t hurt to be a little more enthusiastic. It’s not just any truck. Look at the color. Look at these.” She ran her hands over a pair of fluffy black sheepskin covers hugging the front seats. “And it didn’t cost me a single dollar over my budget.”
    He frowned at the bodywork. “Did you ask all the questions I gave you?”
    Clamping her lips together, Amy reached across the truck and unzipped a side pocket on Catherine’s backpack. A piece of crumpled paper appeared in her hand. She waved it out the window and he took a step closer. In bold black letters she’d recorded every answer to each question for three vehicles. She’d even ranked the trucks in order of how reliable and affordable they were.  
    He looked into her stormy brown eyes. “You did a good job. And it’s yellow.”
    “I bought it off the man you recommended. Now move your feet or you might get an up close and personal encounter with the rubber on my tires.” She revved the engine.  
    Nathan didn’t need to be told twice. He moved back quick smart before she squished any part of his anatomy. A shower of loose gravel tumbled around him, making him wonder if a mini might have been a better choice. She parked at the side of the house, sending an evil glare across the front yard. He planted his hands on his hips and Amy’s cold stare hit freezing point. She opened the back door and carefully maneuvered her sleeping sister out of the car seat.  
    “Do you need any help?” he yelled.
    Amy shook her head. With a straight back and fast stride she took Catherine inside and left him feeling like the biggest fool in Montana.
      He scuffed his boots along the gravel, wondering if he could make any more of an idiot of himself. He glanced at the front door, then looked back at the truck. He didn’t know who he was more angry with; himself, his family or Amy for coming back and opening a wound that had been festering for years. Damned if he knew. But if he didn’t get something out of his system soon he’d end up snarling at everyone until there was no one left to listen.  
    Walking across to the truck, he started to shut the back passenger door. Catherine’s pink bag sat beside the car seat. He stared at it, trying to figure out what wasn’t making sense. It was pink. Bright