A Better Father by Kris Fletcher

Author:Kris Fletcher
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Harlequin Superromance
Published: 2013-04-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

IT WAS THE FIRST THURSDAY of the second session, and Sam was in a whistling kind of mood as he walked away from the campfire. One hand cradled a sleepy Casey against his shoulder, the other ruffled young Mick’s hair, and his heart was full of “Kum Ba Yah.” Three weeks down, and he finally felt as though he was getting a handle on this new way of life. Not completely. Hell, no. And he developed a serious case of the jitters every time he thought about next week’s home visit from the social worker.

But overall, life was good. Casey was in love with Mrs. Collins, and had settled into his new routine and new home so completely that Sam was cautiously optimistic he really had done the right thing for his little boy. He himself had found his own rhythm at camp, Sharon hadn’t called in a couple of days and Libby—

Okay, so Libby was still keeping distance between them. Not enough to make it appear she was avoiding him, but he could feel it all the same. It wasn’t an angry kind of distance, though. More like she was watching him. Waiting for...something.

Though maybe that was just him, studying her for similarities to Robin, doing a little cheer every time he spotted a difference—of which there were plenty. Robin might have reminded him of the Libby of his youth, but the adult Libby had evolved in ways he could never have anticipated. The physical resemblance was undeniable, true. But he was starting to see that even if some surface similarities had drawn him to Robin in the first place, their relationship had developed so slowly and stayed so mellow that he knew it was nothing like what he’d had with Libby back in the day. He and Robin had shared a solid friendship with convenient benefits. It had never been that easy with Libby.

The thing was, Sam would never have achieved the things he had if he’d been drawn to the easy path.

He tipped his head back and looked up at the sky, drinking in the stars crowding the blackness from the clear night. The moon was full and smiling. Maybe he could convince Libby to sit on his front porch for a while and talk over her future at the camp. And if, along the way, they ended up as close as they’d been beneath the raft, well...

“Hey, Sam.” Mick’s voice cut through both the darkness and his thoughts. “What was that?” He pointed to the sky.

Sam squinted in the direction of the boy’s finger, searching the sparkles. “I don’t see anything, buddy.”

“Something moved. Up there. It almost looked like a firecracker. Look, there’s another one.”

A long-buried memory rose to the surface. “It’s probably shooting stars. Maybe a meteor shower. I know there’s one every summer, but I can’t remember what it’s called. Or when it actually—”

A high-pitched scream ripped through the night. There was nothing playful about it. Nor was it a child’s shriek when something went bump in the night.

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