A Hero Comes Home by Sandra Hill

Author:Sandra Hill
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2020-01-27T16:00:00+00:00

Even clueless men know that a slammed door makes a statement . . .

Jake let Sally go.

And he didn’t follow after her.

Or call to check up on her. He trusted that she was at her shop. At this point, if she’d remained celibate for three years after he “died,” like she’d said, then she wasn’t about to hop in the sack with a guy just to spite him. He hoped.

Instead, he let the boys play an extra hour of video games, despite his wife’s rule. “So sue me!” he murmured, reiterating Sally’s lame exclamation. He actually didn’t disagree with her TV and video game limits, but sometimes rules were made to be broken. This was one of those times.

If anyone disagrees, they can friggin’ sue me.

While the boys played, he started to clean up the mess in the kitchen, thinking the whole time. In some convoluted way—a clueless man’s brain works that way at times—Jake decided that Sally’s bombshell reveal about her celibacy had been like throwing down the gauntlet. Yeah, they had a million problems, foremost being his wavering thoughts on Bell Cove and on his marriage and on his future in the military, which raised two million questions that needed to be answered, but her never taking a lover, not even once, well, that threw a whole lot of other questions into the mix.

Like, did he still love Sally?

Hell, yes!

Did she still love him?

Up in the air.

Did he want to stay married to Sally? No, the overriding question in that regard was: Would she be better off without him?

Probably.

But if he gave up on his marriage, what about the kids?

He was just getting to know the boys and loved them with a ferocity that made his heart ache at just the prospect of giving them up.

On the other hand, if he and Sally were to separate or divorce, that didn’t mean he would sever all connection with his children, did it?

A fly-by father, that’s what I’d be. Nope. No way!

Then, fight for your wife and your family, dammit.

Which brings us to my military career. My being assigned away from home, whether DC or the Middle East, was the bone of contention that splintered my marriage from the get-go.

So, give it up. Stay in Bell Cove. Work on what’s most important.

And do what? Become a commercial fisherman like my dad?

There are worse things.

Yeah, I can see it now. A one-eyed cripple hauling nets.

Stop the pity party. Wounded vets are doing amazing things in the workplace. Find something you can love, or at least live with, to save what’s most important.

Easier said than done.

Suck it up, soldier, and fight for what you want.

So many questions! So few answers!

Blah, blah, blah.

Where’s Dr. Sheila when I need her?

Maybe it’s time to contact that local shrink.

Maybe I’m losing my friggin’ mind.

Unfortunately, his father dropped by in the middle of his convoluted thought process.

“Uh,” his father said, taking in the slop in the sink and the clam shells he was dropping into the trash bin he’d pulled over.

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