Going Home (Nugget Romance 1) by Stacy Finz

Author:Stacy Finz [Finz, Stacy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Romance, Fiction, Family Saga, Womens Fiction, Small Town, Mountain Town, California, Unexpected, Starting Over, Betrayal, Irresistible, Renovating, Mansion, Bed-And-Breakfast, Recession, Sheriff, Temptation, Challenge, Detective, Ailing Father, Promotion, Crime Wave, Rules, Leave, Heartbreak
Goodreads: 25644501
Publisher: Lyrical Shine
Published: 2014-10-23T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

“Whaddya doin’, boy?” Shep walked out onto the porch as Rhys unloaded a couple of boxes of motion-sensor lights and low-voltage LED path lanterns from his pickup.

Now that Rhys had Jake he could afford to take a little R&R every now and again. So he was spending his first day off in weeks doing household chores.

The bulldozer guy he’d hired had removed about a half-dozen trees, which Rhys planned to chop up and give to Clay for firewood, and had cleared and leveled a good-size pad near the duplex for the cars. Since there was enough room left for shooting hoops, he’d also purchased a portable backboard system that he needed to assemble. It wouldn’t hurt Sam to practice.

“I’m installing some lighting out here before Lina and Maddy kill themselves in the dark.” He looked up at his father, who wore a T-shirt, a pair of lightweight cargo pants and house slippers. “Pop, go in and change into something warmer. It’s twenty degrees out here.”

Rhys kicked himself for telling Lina to go to town. She liked to walk to the library and he’d figured she could use a break from the old man. But Shep had become a real handful and Lina seemed to be the only one who knew how to manage him. He’d gotten both kids cell phones so they could better coordinate Shep’s care and rides. Between school, Shep’s doctor appointments and errands, he felt like a part-time bus driver. As soon as he got the time, he’d teach Lina how to drive and give her Shep’s truck.

The girl was a quick study, her obsidian eyes always cataloging her surroundings the way Rhys’s did when he was on the job. Sometimes, when she thought he wasn’t paying attention, she’d watch him. He got the sense that she didn’t approve of the way he treated Shep—thought he was disrespectful. Well, tough. She didn’t know anything about their history. The kid should be going to college anyway, not taking care of an ungrateful poor excuse for a father.

Shep sat on a rocker watching him work. Rhys noticed that he still hadn’t changed his clothes. Fine, he thought. If the old man wants to catch pneumonia, that’s his problem.

“Instead of messing with those lights, you ought to be out with that girl next door,” Shep called down.

“Who? Maddy?”

“You see any other girl next door?”

“What, you two best friends now?” Rhys rolled his eyes. “She’s married.”

Shep shrugged his stooped shoulders. “She looks pretty single to me.”

“Well, she’s not,” he said, hoping to put an end to the conversation.

Rhys slanted a ladder up against the side of the duplex that faced the driveway, climbed up, and unscrewed the old rusted light fixture so he could replace it with the new motion sensor. Maddy might be on her way to getting divorced and willing to share a few mind-blowing kisses with him, but she wasn’t over her husband. Not by a long shot. And why should she be? A guy like Dave Wellmont could give Maddy Paris.

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