odd jobs and has gotten three of them besides yours. Sheâs going to be busy for the next few weeks.â
âHas she started baby-sitting yet?â
âI want her to take the Red Cross course first, then maybe she can sit during the daytime. She needs to be a little older for baby-sitting at night.â
âI was thirteen. Whenâs the course being taught?â
âIn two weeks at the high school. Now she has Terry looking for ways to earn money. My neighbors donât know what hit them with both my children soliciting odd jobs.â
âMaybe I can come up with something for Terry, too.â
âI donât want you to go to any extra trouble. Youâve already done so much.â
Kathleen came to a stop on the trail and faced him. Shielding her eyes from the sun, she looked at him. âWhat are friends for? Helping each other is part of that. Your children are wonderful.â And this feeling of helping him made their friendship feel more equal, as if she wasnât always depending on him. That was important to her.
A couple of the teenagers passed them on the path. Jared observed them walk ahead, then started forward, taking up the rear. âI think they are, but then Iâm partial. I just want their lives to be as normal as possible. The last few years with Alice were very hard on the family.â Tension took hold of his expression, firming his jawline, sharpening his eyes.
Every time he mentioned his deceased wife, Jared grew taut, stress swirling around him. Kathleen wasnât even sure he realized it. She suspected it was automatic with him. What little he had told her grieved her. Her marriage had been so different, a true partnership. âChildren can often bounce back faster than adults.â
âIâd have to agree with you on that. I donât know if Iâll ever recover. Watching someone destroy herself and not being able to do anything about it was something I donât ever want to go through again.â
Kathleen thought of Mark and his behavior lately. Maybe that was the real reason sheâd returned home. She didnât know if she could deal with her son byherself anymore. It was times like this when she missed John the most, and yet the man beside her made her hope that there was a reason behind her sonâs changes and they would discover what it was.
The nearest teenager disappeared around a bend. Jared halted his progress and placed a hand on Kathleenâs arm, stilling her movement. His warm touch comforted her, a connection to another who was rapidly becoming important to her.
âIâm glad you could talk Mark into coming today. Itâll give me another chance to see how he behaves with the others.â Jared slid his palm down her arm to grasp her hand. âOn the ride in the van he was pretty quiet.â
âI donât think he said one word.â He linked their fingers together, and Kathleen felt the bond pierce defenses created after Johnâs sudden death. That scared her. She needed those defenses. When sheâd lost John, her life had fallen apart. That wasnât something she could go through again.
âBut then with Shane and Connie monopolizing the whole conversation that would be hard. I donât think I said much.â Jared held their clasped hands up between them, looking deep into her eyes.
Drawn to him, she leaned closer. Again his distinctive scent surrounded her. âI didnât notice. I was enjoying the beautiful scenery.â Her words came out in a husky stream while a hollow feeling in the pit of her stomach expanded.
âAre you two coming?â
Shaneâs loud booming voice split the air and parted Kathleen and Jared. Standing on the trail upahead were six teenagers all staring at them with broad smiles on their faces. Kathleen hurried forward, her cheeks flaming. She wished she could attribute it to the sun, but she couldnât, and the kids knew it. In
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