points.â
â O . . . kay . What do you want to know?â
âWhatâs he doing these days for a job?â
âLast I heard he was working with the oil rigs.â
âWhen was that?â
âLast I heard.â
âWhich was a few months ago, a few years ago?â
âI donât know, Kirra. Why does it matter?â
âJust curious. Any idea which oil company?â
âI donât exactly keep tabs on my brother. Whatâs with all the questions?â
âI told you, I know Iâm going to see Frank, and it got me thinkingââ
His huffy laugh cut her off. âWell, you do tend to overthink things.â
Just like he believed sheâd overthought the rape, that perhaps that wasnât what really happened? Sheâd been drinking, and either way, what good would come of dragging boththeir names through the mud? Private matters should remain private.
âThanks, Dad.â For nothing.
âDo you want to talk to your mom? Iâm sure I can pull her away from the greenhouse, if you really want to talk with her.â
âNo. Donât bother. Iâve got to go.â
âAll right. Take care of yourself.â
She was the only one who would.
She strode back over to Reef, her gut hollow.
âHey,â he said as she slipped into the vinyl chair beside him. âYou okay?â
âYeah.â Her jaw tightened. âFine.â
âDid your dad have anything helpful?â
Hurtful, yes. Helpful, possibly, she supposed. âMaybe. He said last he heard Frank was working on an oil rig.â
âDid he say which company?â
âHe didnât know.â
âHow long ago was this?â
âHe didnât remember that either.â
âOkay.â Reef raked his hands through his hair. âIâll call Jake and update them. Itâs at least a place to start.â
âYouâre going to have to wait until we reach Fairbanks.â She gestured to the plane loading.
âGotcha.â He grabbed their duffels.
She reached for hers. âI can take that.â
âNo problem.â He slung it over his shoulder. âAfter you.â
She still wasnât sure what to do with a chivalrous Reef.
He put their bags in the overhead compartment and settled into the aisle seat beside her. The commuter plane was small, with only two seats on either side of the aisle.
She studied him as he settled in. His family was so differentthan hers. He was so different from the memory in her mind of a reckless and arrogant teen.
She shifted, facing him. âYour family is great.â
âYeah.â He smiled. âThey really are.â
Was he excluding himself from that?
âYou all seem really close, always ready to come to each otherâs aid.â And hers, Frankâs, and Megâsâthey werenât even related. Why would the McKennas go to all the trouble they were just to help her family out? Well, part of her family. The only part that mattered.
âYeah. Itâs a tremendous blessing. One I donât deserve.â
âYour family doesnât seem to feel that way.â
âNo.â He smiled. âThey donât.â
âThatâs got to make you feel good.â
He turned, arching a brow. âYou say that with regret. Is your family . . . ? I mean, I thought you had a nice family.â
âOh, theyâre nice all right.â
His brows arched.
She shook her head. âNever mind. Tell me more about your family.â
âLike what?â
âAnything. I love listening to Kayden talk about all your adventures and family antics. Gage seems hysterical.â
âYeah. Thereâs never a dull moment.â
They spent the next hour talking about the McKennas, and she reveled in the fantasy of being part of such a loving family. Not that her parents werenât loving. . . . They just didnât know how
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