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Hayden?â
âNo.â
Katherineâs heart twisted tightly, protectively against the painful shards of the past brought to the surface. Also from Jackâs wince of hope lost. He looked down at his capable hands, loosely fisted on the table, a strong towering man who looked defeated. She knew it wasnât the answer he had wanted to hear.
But it was the truth.
Why did she feel so much for him? She could tell herself she didnât like this guy, but it wouldnât be the truth. If she was one hundred percent honest, then shehad to admit she did like him. There was no sense denying it. How could she not care for this man, the one beneath the mask of commander and protector? He radiated earnestness and integrity, and it touched her, for he had a heart to match.
Maybe she liked this Jack best of all.
âIâm out of my depth with Hayden, Iâll admit to it. Just when I think Iâve got this parenting thing figured out, she goes and ups the ante on me.â
âPlus, sheâs got you wrapped around her little finger.â
âYouâre right about that.â He shrugged, a gesture of defeat. âItâs not a good thing, I know. I just canât help it.â
âA teenager is an awesome responsibility. As much as you love your daughter, which is always a good thing, thereâs so much you canât protect her from. You would do anything to keep her safe.â
He nodded once, staring out the window and not seeing anything at all. âThen what do I do? I canât accept the direction sheâs heading in. I wonât let it happen. Somehow, I gotta get her through this. Iâm at a loss. She was in counseling for a while and I thought she was doing better. Looking forward in her life, not back.â
âThatâs a tall order for any of us. It takes a lot of time to get to those roots of pain. They can go deeper than you think.â
âSpeaking from experience?â
âItâs the same road weâre all on, right?â She tilted her head to the side, gazing up at him through her long, natural lashes. All honesty and compassion. âLife is a tough path to walk, and kids arenât immune to the struggles of it, no matter how a parent tries to shelter them.â
âThatâs what Iâve worked hard for. To insulate her from anything that could hurt her. And when her mother died, there was no way to shield her from that. In trying to, maybe I got it all wrong. Maybe Iâve done more harm than good.â
âI donât believe that for a minute.â
As if her belief in him was the key to a lock within him, he felt a door give way and the truth tumble out. He was a man who prided himself on his strength and discipline. He was a do-the-right-thing kind of man, but as hard as heâd tried, with all the good intentions, still there were shattered pieces, like failure, tumbled, broken at his feet. âIâve made mistakes.â
âWho hasnât?â Her understanding made him feel less alone. Less confused. âAfter my mom left, Dad had such a hard time. We all did. Our world, as we knew it, had ended, and it was never the same again. But my dad, he held it together. He held us together.â
âHe sounds like a good man.â
âThatâs my point, exactly. In the end, he is what mattered. Our mom may have left us, but our dad, he didnât. It took me a long time to get it, to understand that no matter how much it hurt when our mother left, it did not have the power of our dadâs love and commitment to us. Some people you can count on no matter what. And that kind of love is more important and more powerful.â
He felt too revealed. Sheâd gotten too close, and his instincts were bellowing at him to back up, close down, move as far away from this woman as humanly possible. He was riveted in place, torn. It wasnât only her understanding that had forged a connection
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