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“You’re gonna make me look bad, you know.” What is this, a conspiracy? Yes, I finished my homework. I dropped these earlier.” She stood and glanced at Tate before looking quickly away. “What are you doing?” Buddy eyed her curiously. Johnson is going to bring some of her homemade peach pies.”Ībby was squatted in front of the couch, picking pamphlets up off the floor and stacking them neatly on the coffee table. “Do you think I could stop him?” He followed Buddy inside. “You’re late.” Tate looked pointedly at his watch. He did like her and lots of marriages had been based on less than that.Īnother set of headlights caught him in a beam of light and he watched as Buddy pulled the truck up next to the house and stopped. He glanced back through the window, but Abby was gone, and he could hear the sound of movement from the living room. Even give up the woman he loved to live the rest of his life with one he didn’t. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for his child. It didn’t seem possible, he reflected, to love something that much when you’d never held it, never even seen it, really. That was really the only thing that mattered now. Could he stay away from her? He’d have to for both their sakes, no matter how much it hurt.

Assuming it would ever get better.ĭiane’s image flashed through his mind and he turned from the window. And he suspected it was going to get a lot worse before it got better. For a while he just stood there watching her. Through the kitchen window he could see Abby clearing off the table and washing cups. Tate watched the truck vanish down the driveway in a billow of dust, then turned back to the house. Maybe one of these days you’ll figure that out for yourself.” He turned the key over. “I know you might not think so right now, but you are one lucky son-of-a-bitch, Hoss. And damned if that smile of hers don’t knock a man’s socks plum off.” He hesitated. Joe was silent until he pulled the truck door closed behind him, then he leaned on the opened window frame and looked at Tate closely. “I’ll walk you out.” Tate stood and followed him. Have to get up early tomorrow.” He pushed his seat back and stood. I told him to be home by ten.” Tate glanced at his watch. They’re supposed to be studying, but I figure they’re probably watching TV. “Speaking of Buddy, where is the squirt tonight?” Don’t look a bit like a girl.” He handed the picture back to Tate. Ain’t science wonderful?” He studied the picture.

See, there’s its eyes and cheeks and that right there is a nose.” “What am I looking at here?”Ībby leaned closer to him and pointed. Joe held it at arms’ length, then pulled it in closer. Tate pulled his wallet out and carefully extracted the image, handing it to Joe. “You got pictures? How the hell do they take pictures before it’s born?”

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