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yes. There are so many things I’d like to apologize for. And I’d like to see if there’s any way of making amends.”
    Knowing that the words she was about to say would change her friend’s life forever, Maribeth took a deep breath. It was the right thing to do. Wasn’t it? “He’s in town. Mo.”
    The scissors dropped, clattering on the floor.
    Kate and Mrs. Bowden glanced over as Brooke bent and fumbled to pick them up. “Sorry,” she called. She stood, holding the scissors awkwardly, her face white and drawn. “He is?”
    â€œHe just started work at Hennessey’s garage. I met him yesterday when I went to pick up my car.”
    Brooke plunged the scissors into ajar of liquid and swished them around. Under her breath, she said, “How did you know who he was?”
    â€œI happened to mention your name, and he told me. Brooke, he came to town because he wants to do exactly what you said. Apologize and make amends. To you, and to Evan.”
    Brooke’s hand flew to her chest, where Maribeth guessed her heart must be racing. “Evan,” she whispered. “Oh my God, Evan.”

Chapter Four
    Thursday, the night after Mo had left Maribeth’s house, he was again stepping outside into the cold as a beautiful woman stood in the doorway of her cozy home.
    â€œThank you, Brooke,” he said. “I appreciate, well, everything.” He felt like an old rust bucket that’s been driven over a hundred miles of potholed dirt road but managed, somehow, to come out the other side still on four tires.
    Maybe she felt the same because when she smiled, she looked tired and yet serene. “I’m glad you came back, Mo. I’m glad we could talk and both own up to our failures.”
    Anxiety stirred. That sounded pretty final. “But, uh, we’ll talk again, won’t we?”
    Her smile faded and now all he saw on her face was tiredness and worry. “I’ll think about Evan, I promise. I’ll call and let you know.”
    She had told Mo she wasn’t sure whether it would be good for Evan to meet his father, and she needed to reflect on it. Evan was a grown man and Mo didn’t need his ex’s permission to see him, but he wanted to do the right thing, not cause his son more pain. He figured Brooke was the best judge. Still, she needed to do her reflecting fairly quickly, or Evan might find out on his own that his father was in town. But Mo didn’t say that; Brooke knew it as well as he did.
    He moistened dry lips. “It’s not just about Evan. I mean, I’d kind of like to see you again. To talk some more.” She’d matured so much, and though they’d only spent an hour together, he thought he would like the woman she’d turned into. Besides, there were so many topics they’d barely skimmed over. To him, tonight felt more like a start than a conclusion.
    Her lips trembled. “I think I’d like that, too. But tonight . . . it’s been a lot. I need to think. To talk to Jake.”
    Mo felt a moment’s anger. Evan, Jake, why did his own future depend on these men? But he stifled the frustration. The answer to that question was obvious: because he’d fucked up so badly in the past. “Let me know,” he said, discouraged.
    It seemed she read his feelings, a more sensitive and compassionate woman than she used to be, because she reached out and touched his shoulder. It was only the briefest brush of her fingers, but it was the first time she’d touched him at all. “Mo, I do want to see you again. I just need some time.”
    Hope filled him. “Thanks, Brooke,” he said, finding that his voice came out a little ragged. He gave her a nod and then turned and strode toward the Hennessey Auto Repair truck Hank had loaned him.
    As he drove back to town, the night was dark and drizzly, so he focused his attention on the road. There’d be time later to