He's Got His Daddy's Eyes by Lois Faye Dyer

Author:Lois Faye Dyer [Lois Faye Dyer]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781459273764
Publisher: Harlequin

“Look! It’s Josh!” J.J. exclaimed, his wide, gaptoothed grin white against his summer-tanned face as the two reached the room two doors down, from their grandmother’s. He tugged his hand free from Caitlin’s grip and raced into the room. “Hi, Josh, what are you doing here?”

“Hi, J.J.” The deep drawl of Josh’s voice answered J.J.’s treble. “I’m visiting my friend Murphy. Murphy, meet J.J.—and Caitlin,” he added as Caitlin stepped inside the room and halted. “What are you two doing at the hospital?”

“Mommy brought us to visit Grandma, but we’re thirsty so we’re going to go downstairs to the caf’teria and get sodas.”

Caitlin took three steps forward and stopped, warily eyeing Josh.

Murphy was lying in a high hospital bed, his right leg elevated with pulleys and encased in a thick white cast. He looked at the children with interest.

“Wow! What did you do to your leg, mister?” J.J.’s eyes were round as he leaned against the side of the bed and stared with unabashed curiosity at the raised leg.

“Does it hurt?” Caitlin asked with a worried frown, forgetting about Josh as she walked closer to inspect the mechanical apparatus that kept the casted leg elevated.

“Nah,” Murphy said with aplomb. “It looks a lot worse than it feels. I got kicked by a horse, but I’ll be out of here and dancing in no time—maybe sooner, right, Josh?”

Arms crossed on his broad chest, Josh half sat on the window ledge, his booted feet crossed at the ankles, and watched the children with Murphy.

“Probably sooner,” he drawled, answering Murphy’s question. “But you won’t be riding bucking horses at the county fair this summer.”

“Hah.” Murphy snorted in disgust “I’m too old and too smart to ride rough stock, and you dam—” He stopped in midsentence and cast a swift, guilty glance at the children. “Dang well know it.”

“Uh-oh, mister.” J.J. shook his head at him. “You said a bad word. Now you’ll have to put a washer in the jar and shovel horse poop.”

Murphy stared at him, confused. “Huh? I have to do what?”

Josh chuckled, a rich, deep sound of amusement. “The kids and I have a contract, Murphy. I give them riding lessons on Tornado, and they don’t ride Baby or the broodmares—and they don’t swear.”

“What in tarnation does that have to do with a washer in a jar and shoveling horse dung?” Perplexed, Murphy looked from J.J.’s solemn face to Caitlin’s wide grin.

“If we swear, we have to put a washer in the jar in the barn, and then Josh gets to take the washer out and make us shovel horse poop to get it back,” J.J. said seriously. “But you can’t shovel stuff with your leg in that thing, so Josh will probably make you do something worse.” Clearly concerned that Murphy was in big trouble, J.J.’s worried gaze went to Josh.

Josh fought to keep a straight face. “Maybe we should let Murphy off the hook this time, J.J. He didn’t know the rules.”

J.J. gave a judicious, relieved nod and turned back to Murphy.

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