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Authors: Rebecca Avery
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You know that saying about teaching an old dog new tricks… what if that’s me?”
Without thinking he reached down with his right hand and grasped the door handle and when he couldn’t open the door, it hit him. This injury could be permanent… what if the last day he’d worked as a detective was his last?
Looking over at Carla it struck him… she’d never even had the satisfaction of having done something she loved for twenty five years. At least he’d had that… and he wasn’t giving up on going back to it just yet but he also wasn’t about to let her talk herself out of her dream… again. Not after seeing that light in her eyes when she’d signed the paper.
After letting himself out of the car by using his left hand to pull the handle, he went around to her side and opened the door. Reaching inside he took the keys from the ignition and stuffed them in the pocket of his jeans. Then he reached in again and this time he grabbed her hand and tugged her out of the car.
“Wait… I need my purse,” she squealed in excitement.
He enjoyed every look on her beautiful face as she turned in the paperwork and was given a list of her classes and the books she needed. Then he pressured her into going down to the bookstore and getting her books so she could look over them during the holidays. Instead of having her drop him off at the beach house, he took her up on the offer of dinner at her house. He hadn’t seen her boys in a couple of weeks and since he would be down here over the Christmas holiday he needed gift ideas for them and dinner was a great time to ask.
“How am I going to tell them all?” she asked after pulling into the garage.
“You’re asking me? I thought you had already aced the ‘family discussion’ class years ago. You’re like a professional at uncomfortable conversations… but you want my opinion on how to tell them?” he laughed.
“Okay… the sooner the better,” she said more to herself than him and got out of the car.
When they entered the house, Ben came tearing down the stairs and Greg almost felt the need to run interference between him and Carla but instead just cringed when he knocked her back a few steps by hugging her tightly around her waist.
“My teacher says I’ve been good and now I can play football… right mom?” he asked, holding out a gnarled paper that he had clenched in one of his meaty fists.
He watched Meredith give Carla a knowing look and before he could stop himself he was reading over Carla’s shoulder. The paper was from Ben’s teacher and it commended him on behaving himself better in class and turning in his homework over the past couple of weeks. However, it also said he was still struggling with his work and suggested tutoring.
Carla looked at him and even though he should take her advice and stay out of it he instead said, “He’s trying… compromise and meet him halfway?”
Chuck stepped in the room with Tommy McMurray’s daughter, Gretchen, right behind him. The little girl was the closest thing that Chuck had to a child of his own at this point and she was definitely his little shadow.
“Yes… you can play football but only if you keep up the good behavior and turning in your homework. We are also going to see about getting you a tutor,” Carla replied. Again, he cringed at the brutal hug the excited boy gave Carla but the look on her face eased his worries over her ability to take his roughness.
“My Mama Dana tutors me and now I’m the best in my class. You should get tutored from her too, Ben,” Gretchen advised.
Carla looked thoughtful for a moment and then said, “Guess who else has news about school?”
Meredith smiled right at Greg as though to thank him for what she was about to hear. “You?” she asked Carla.
“Yes! I signed up for some nursing classes and I start after the Christmas break. The classes are in the evenings though… after the boys get home from
Without thinking he reached down with his right hand and grasped the door handle and when he couldn’t open the door, it hit him. This injury could be permanent… what if the last day he’d worked as a detective was his last?
Looking over at Carla it struck him… she’d never even had the satisfaction of having done something she loved for twenty five years. At least he’d had that… and he wasn’t giving up on going back to it just yet but he also wasn’t about to let her talk herself out of her dream… again. Not after seeing that light in her eyes when she’d signed the paper.
After letting himself out of the car by using his left hand to pull the handle, he went around to her side and opened the door. Reaching inside he took the keys from the ignition and stuffed them in the pocket of his jeans. Then he reached in again and this time he grabbed her hand and tugged her out of the car.
“Wait… I need my purse,” she squealed in excitement.
He enjoyed every look on her beautiful face as she turned in the paperwork and was given a list of her classes and the books she needed. Then he pressured her into going down to the bookstore and getting her books so she could look over them during the holidays. Instead of having her drop him off at the beach house, he took her up on the offer of dinner at her house. He hadn’t seen her boys in a couple of weeks and since he would be down here over the Christmas holiday he needed gift ideas for them and dinner was a great time to ask.
“How am I going to tell them all?” she asked after pulling into the garage.
“You’re asking me? I thought you had already aced the ‘family discussion’ class years ago. You’re like a professional at uncomfortable conversations… but you want my opinion on how to tell them?” he laughed.
“Okay… the sooner the better,” she said more to herself than him and got out of the car.
When they entered the house, Ben came tearing down the stairs and Greg almost felt the need to run interference between him and Carla but instead just cringed when he knocked her back a few steps by hugging her tightly around her waist.
“My teacher says I’ve been good and now I can play football… right mom?” he asked, holding out a gnarled paper that he had clenched in one of his meaty fists.
He watched Meredith give Carla a knowing look and before he could stop himself he was reading over Carla’s shoulder. The paper was from Ben’s teacher and it commended him on behaving himself better in class and turning in his homework over the past couple of weeks. However, it also said he was still struggling with his work and suggested tutoring.
Carla looked at him and even though he should take her advice and stay out of it he instead said, “He’s trying… compromise and meet him halfway?”
Chuck stepped in the room with Tommy McMurray’s daughter, Gretchen, right behind him. The little girl was the closest thing that Chuck had to a child of his own at this point and she was definitely his little shadow.
“Yes… you can play football but only if you keep up the good behavior and turning in your homework. We are also going to see about getting you a tutor,” Carla replied. Again, he cringed at the brutal hug the excited boy gave Carla but the look on her face eased his worries over her ability to take his roughness.
“My Mama Dana tutors me and now I’m the best in my class. You should get tutored from her too, Ben,” Gretchen advised.
Carla looked thoughtful for a moment and then said, “Guess who else has news about school?”
Meredith smiled right at Greg as though to thank him for what she was about to hear. “You?” she asked Carla.
“Yes! I signed up for some nursing classes and I start after the Christmas break. The classes are in the evenings though… after the boys get home from
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